The Wanderer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBC CDEC FCCF GHHG IJJJ KLLK MJJM NJJO IJJI PJJP QRRQ STTS UJJU

To see the clouds his spirit yearned toward soA
Over new mountains piled and unploughed wavesB
Back of old storied spires and architravesB
To watch Arcturus rise or FomalhautC
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And roused by street cries in strange tongues when dayC
Flooded with gold some domed metropolisD
Between new towers to waken and new blissE
Spread on his pillow in a wondrous wayC
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These were his joys Oft under bulging cratesF
Coming to market with his morning loadC
The peasant found him early on his roadC
To greet the sunrise at the city gatesF
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There where the meadows waken in its raysG
Golden with mist and the great roads commenceH
And backward where the chimney tops are denseH
Cathedral arches glimmer through the hazeG
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White dunes that breaking show a strip of seaI
A plowman and his team against the blueJ
Swiss pastures musical with cowbells tooJ
And poplar lined canals in PicardieJ
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And coast towns where the vultures back and forthK
Sail in the clear depths of the tropic skyL
And swallows in the sunset where they flyL
Over gray Gothic cities in the northK
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And the wine cellar and the chorus thereM
The dance hall and a face among the crowdJ
Were all delights that made him sing aloudJ
For joy to sojourn in a world so fairM
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Back of his footsteps as he journeyed fellN
Range after range ahead blue hills emergedJ
Before him tireless to applaud it surgedJ
The sweet interminable spectacleO
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And like the west behind a sundown seaI
Shone the past joys his memory retracedJ
And bright as the blue east he always facedJ
Beckoned the loves and joys that were to beI
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From every branch a blossom for his browP
He gathered singing down Life's flower lined roadJ
And youth impelled his spirit as he strodeJ
Like winged Victory on the galley's prowP
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That Loveliness whose being sun and starQ
Green Earth and dawn and amber evening robeR
That lamp whereof the opalescent globeR
The season's emulative splendors areQ
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That veiled divinity whose beams transpireS
From every pore of universal spaceT
As the fair soul illumes the lovely faceT
That was his guest his passion his desireS
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His heart the love of Beauty held as hidesU
One gem most pure a casket of pure goldJ
It was too rich a lesser thing to holdJ
It was not large enough for aught besidesU

Alan Seeger



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