Tithonus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEFGGAAHIJJKKLL MMAANNAADDMCOOMMMMMM AAPQCCAARR

So when the verdure of his life was shedA
With all the grace of ripened manliheadA
And on his locks but now so lovableB
Old age like desolating winter fellC
Leaving them white and flowerless and forlornD
Then from his bed the Goddess of the MornD
Softly withheld yet cherished him no lessE
With pious works of pitying tendernessF
Till when at length with vacant heedless eyesG
And hoary height bent down none otherwiseG
Than burdened willows bend beneath their weightA
Of snow when winter winds turn temperateA
So bowed with years when still he lingered onH
Then to the daughter of HyperionI
This counsel seemed the best for she afarJ
By dove gray seas under the morning starJ
Where on the wide world's uttermost extremesK
Her amber walled auroral palace gleamsK
High in an orient chamber bade prepareL
An everlasting couch and laid him thereL
And leaving closed the shining doors But heM
Deathless by Jove's compassionless decreeM
Found not as others find a dreamless restA
There wakeful with half waking dreams oppressedA
Still in an aural visionary hazeN
Float round him vanished forms of happier daysN
Still at his side he fancies to beholdA
The rosy radiant thing beloved of oldA
And oft as over dewy meads at mornD
Far inland from a sunrise coast is borneD
The drowsy muffled moaning of the seaM
Even so his voice flows on unceasinglyC
Lisping sweet names of passion overblownO
Breaking with dull persistent undertoneO
The breathless silence that forever broodsM
Round those colossal lustrous solitudesM
Times change Man's fortune prospers or it fallsM
Change harbors not in those eternal hallsM
And tranquil chamber where Tithonus liesM
But through his window there the eastern skiesM
Fall palely fair to the dim ocean's endA
There in blue mist where air and ocean blendA
The lazy clouds that sail the wide world o'erP
Falter and turn where they can sail no moreQ
There singing groves there spacious gardens blowC
Cedars and silver poplars row on rowC
Through whose black boughs on her appointed nightA
Flooding his chamber with enchanted lightA
Lifts the full moon's immeasurable sphereR
Crimson and huge and wonderfully nearR

Alan Seeger



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