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Akbar's Dream Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBB CBDEFBGAD AH D AIJJKCALMNHOAPQCBRCS TUARJAAVWXYMJAZCA2JA CJB2C2C2ZD2ACE2F2G2C BH2CAI2J2K2AJL2AI2J2 M2N2VOO2J2ZPAPZZP2BP APGPJ2GJB2Q2PZPJR2AC PPGJ2S2JPJJAJ2C2JPJJ L2JT2PL2U2J2PAZJAAAF AAPZAAJCMACR2PJ2J2PC 2JZEZMCPPJAJPK2AJ2GP V2AAJ2AJJ2CZAW2PPJX2 PAJY2JZJZJJAJPAGJPJ2 PACJPP Z L2 AAPA L2 ZZCZ

AN INSCRIPTION BY ABUL FAZL FOR A TEMPLE IN KASHMIR Blochmann xxxii	A
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O God in every temple I see people that see thee	B
and in every language I hear spoken people praise thee	B
Polytheism and Isl m feel after thee	B
Each religion says 'Thou art one without equal '	-
If it be a mosque people murmur the holy prayer	C
and if it be a Christian Church people ring the bell from love to Thee	B
Sometimes I frequent the Christian cloister	D
and sometimes the mosque	E
But it is thou whom I search from temple to temple	F
Thy elect have no dealings with either heresy or orthodoxy	B
for neither of them stands behind the screen of thy truth	G
Heresy to the heretic and religion to the orthodox	A
But the dust of the rose petal belongs to the heart of the perfume seller	D
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AKBAR and ABUL FAZL before the palace	A
at Futehpur Sikri at night	H
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'Light of the nations' ask'd his Chronicler	D
Of Akbar 'what has darken'd thee to night '	-
Then after one quick glance upon the stars	A
And turning slowly toward him Akbar said	I
'The shadow of a dream an idle one	J
It may be Still I raised my heart to heaven	J
I pray'd against the dream To pray to do	K
To pray to do according to the prayer	C
Are both to worship AlIa but the prayers	A
That have no successor in deed are faint	L
And pale in AlIa's eyes fair mothers they	M
Dying in childbirth of dead sons I vow'd	N
Whate'er my dreams I still would do the right	H
Thro' all the vast dominion which a sword	O
That only conquers men to conquer peace	A
Has won me AlIa be my guide	P
But come	Q
My noble friend my faithful counselIor	C
Sit by my side While thou art one with me	B
I seem no longer like a lonely man	R
In the king's garden gathering here and there	C
From each fair plant the blossom choicest grown	S
To wreathe a crown not only for the king	T
But in due time for every Mussulm n	U
Brahmin and Buddhist Christian and Parsee	A
Thro' all the warring world of Hindustan	R
WeIl spake thy brother in his hymn to heaven	J
Thy glory baffles wisdom AIl the tracks	A
Of science making toward Thy Perfectness	A
Are blinding desert sand we scarce can spell	V
The Alif of Thine Alphabet of Love	W
He knows Himself men nor themselves nor Him	X
For every splinter'd fraction of a sect	Y
Will clamour I am on the Perfect Way	M
All else is to perdition	J
Shall the rose	A
Cry to the lotus No flower thou the palm	Z
Call to the cypress I alone am fair	C
The mango spurn the melon at his foot	A2
Mine is the one fruit Alla made for man	J
Look how the living pulse of Alla beats	A
Thro' all His world If every single star	C
Should shriek its claim I only am in heaven	J
Why that were such sphere music as the Greek	B2
Had hardly dream'd of There is light in all	C2
And light with more or less of shade in all	C2
Man modes of worship but our Ulama	Z
Who sitting on green sofas contemplate	D2
The torment of the damn'd already these	A
Are like wild brutes new caged the narrower	C
The cage the more their fury Me they front	E2
With sullen brows What wonder I decreed	F2
That even the dog was clean that men may taste	G2
Swine flesh drink wine they know too that whene'er	C
In our free Hall where each philosophy	B
And mood of faith may hold its own they blurt	H2
Their furious formalisms I but hear	C
The clash of tides that meet in narrow seas	A
Not the Great Voice not the true Deep	I2
To drive	J2
A people from their ancient fold of Faith	K2
And wall them up perforce in mine unwise	A
Unkinglike and the morning of my reign	J
Was redden'd by that cloud of shame when I	L2
I hate the rancour of their castes and creeds	A
I let men worship as they will I reap	I2
No revenue from the field of unbelief	J2
I cull from every faith and race the best	M2
And bravest soul for counsellor and friend	N2
I loathe the very name of infidel	V
I stagger at the Kor n and the sword	O
I shudder at the Christian and the stake	O2
Yet Alla says their sacred book is Love	J2
And when the Goan Padre quoting Him	Z
Issa Ben Mariam his own prophet cried	P
Love one another little ones and bless	A
Whom even your persecutors there methought	P
The cloud was rifted by a purer gleam	Z
Than glances from the sun of our Isl m	Z
And thou rememberest what a fury shook	P2
Those pillars of a moulder'd faith when he	B
That other prophet of their fall proclaimed	P
His Master as the Sun of Righteousness	A
Yea Alla here on earth who caught and held	P
His people by the bridle rein of Truth	G
What art thou saying And was not Alla call'd	P
In old Ir n the Sun of Love and Love	J2
The net of truth	G
A voice from old Ir n	J
Nay but I know it his the hoary Sheik	B2
On whom the women shrieking Atheist flung	Q2
Filth from the roof the mystic melodist	P
Who all but lost himself in Alla him	Z
Ab Sa d	P
a sun but dimly seen	J
Here till the mortal morning mists of earth	R2
Fade in the noon of heaven when creed and race	A
Shall bear false witness each of each no more	C
But find their limits by that larger light	P
And overstep them moving easily	P
Thro' after ages in the love of Truth	G
The truth of Love	J2
The sun the sun they rail	S2
At me the Zoroastrian Let the Sun	J
Who heats our earth to yield us grain and fruit	P
And laughs upon thy field as well as mine	J
And warms the blood of Shiah and Sunnee	J
Symbol the Eternal Yea and may not kings	A
Express Him also by their warmth of love	J2
For all they rule by equal law for all	C2
By deeds a light to men	J
But no such light	P
Glanced from our Presence on the face of one	J
Who breaking in upon us yestermorn	J
With all the Hells a glare in either eye	L2
Yell'd hast thou brought us down a new Kor n	J
From heaven art thou the Prophet canst thou work	T2
Miracles and the wild horse anger plunged	P
To fling me and fail'd Miracles no not I	L2
Nor he nor any I can but lift the torch	U2
Of Reason in the dusky cave of Life	J2
And gaze on this great miracle the World	P
Adoring That who made and makes and is	A
And is not what I gaze on all else Form	Z
Ritual varying with the tribes of men	J
Ay but my friend thou knowest I hold that forms	A
Are needful only let the hand that rules	A
With politic care with utter gentleness	A
Mould them for all his people	F
And what are forms	A
Fair garments plain or rich and fitting close	A
Or flying looselier warm'd but by the heart	P
Within them moved but by the living limb	Z
And cast aside when old for newer Forms	A
The Spiritual in Nature's market place	A
The silent Alphabet of heaven in man	J
Made vocal banners blazoning a Power	C
That is not seen and rules from far away	M
A silken cord let down from Paradise	A
When fine Philosophies would fail to draw	C
The crowd from wallowing in the mire of earth	R2
And all the more when these behold their Lord	P
Who shaped the forms obey them and himself	J2
Here on this bank in some way live the life	J2
Beyond the bridge and serve that Infinite	P
Within us as without that All in all	C2
And over all the never changing One	J
And ever changing Many in praise of Whom	Z
The Christian bell the cry from off the mosque	E
And vaguer voices of Polytheism	Z
Make but one music harmonising Pray	M
There westward under yon slow falling star	C
The Christians own a Spiritual Head	P
And following thy true counsel by thine aid	P
Myself am such in our Islam for no	J
Mirage of glory but for power to fuse	A
My myriads into union under one	J
To hunt the tiger of oppression out	P
From office and to spread the Divine Faith	K2
Like calming oil on all their stormy creeds	A
And fill the hollows between wave and wave	J2
To nurse my children on the milk of Truth	G
And alchemise old hates into the gold	P
Of Love and make it current and beat back	V2
The menacing poison of intolerant priests	A
Those cobras ever setting up their hoods	A
One Alla one Kalifa	J2
Still at times	A
A doubt a fear and yester afternoon	J
I dream'd thou knowest how deep a well of love	J2
My heart is for my son Saleem mine heir	C
And yet so wild and wayward that my dream	Z
He glares askance at thee as one of those	A
Who mix the wines of heresy in the cup	W2
Of counsel so I pray thee	P
Well I dream'd	P
That stone by stone I rear'd a sacred fane	J
A temple neither Pagod Mosque nor Church	X2
But loftier simpler always open door'd	P
To every breath from heaven and Truth and Peace	A
And Love and Justice came and dwelt therein	J
But while we stood rejoicing I and thou	Y2
I heard a mocking laugh the new Kor n	J
And on the sudden and with a cry Saleem	Z
Thou thou I saw thee fall before me and then	J
Me too the black wing'd Azrael overcame	Z
But Death had ears and eyes I watch'd my son	J
And those that follow'd loosen stone from stone	J
All my fair work and from the ruin arose	A
The shriek and curse of trampled millions even	J
As in the time before but while I groan'd	P
From out the sunset pour'd an alien race	A
Who fitted stone to stone again and Truth	G
Peace Love and Justice came and dwelt therein	J
Nor in the field without were seen or heard	P
Fires of S ttee nor wail of baby wife	J2
Or Indian widow and in sleep I said	P
All praise to Alla by whatever hands	A
My mission be accomplish'd but we hear	C
Music our palace is awake and morn	J
Has lifted the dark eyelash of the Night	P
From off the rosy cheek of waking Day	P
Our hymn to the sun They sing it Let us go '	-
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HYMN	Z
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Once again thou flamest heavenward once again we see thee rise	A
Every morning is thy birthday gladdening human hearts and eyes	A
Every morning here we greet it bowing lowly down before thee	P
Thee the God ike thee the changeless in thine ever changing skies	A
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Shadow maker shadow slayer arrowing light from clime to clime	Z
Hear thy myriad laureates hail thee monarch in their woodland rhyme	Z
Warble bird and open flower and men below the dome of azure	C
Kneel adoring Him the Timeless in the flame that measures Time	Z

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