The Day-dream Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDEDFGHGHIJIJKLKL M L NONOPQPR L OSOSTOTO L OUOUOVOV N WXWXOBOB N OYOYOZOZ N OA2OB2C2TC2D2 N NE2NE2F2OF2O N N G2H2G2H2HI2HI2 N G2G2G2G2J2G2HG2 N G2G2G2G2OG2OG2 K2 N G2L2G2M2OOOO N OOOOG2 G2 N OXOXN2O2N2P2 N G2G2G2G2Q2NQ2 K2 N G2OG2OVG2VG2 N R2G2R2G2NG2NG2 N S2G2S2G2O OT2 N U2OU2 F2NF2N T N G2G2G2G2CV2CV2 N O O W2X2W2X2 N Y2Q2Y2Q2 N N N CV2CV2 K2 N CXCXG2OG2O N G2G2G2G2NG2NG2 N N ZOZOOE2OE2OZ2OZ2OOOO M2OM2O N A3Y2A3Y2 N G2B3G2B3C3XC3XC3XC3R 2OG2OG2 N G2XG2XOG2OG2G2NG2NNN NN D3 CXC OG2OG2G2R2G2R2| PROLOGUE | A |
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| O Lady Flora let me speak | B |
| A pleasant hour has passed away | C |
| While dreaming on your damask cheek | B |
| The dewy sister eyelids lay | C |
| As by the lattice you reclined | D |
| I went thro' many wayward moods | E |
| To see you dreaming and behind | D |
| A summer crisp with shining woods | F |
| And I too dream'd until at last | G |
| Across my fancy brooding warm | H |
| The reflex of a legend past | G |
| And loosely settled into form | H |
| And would you have the thought I had | I |
| And see the vision that I saw | J |
| Then take the broidery frame and add | I |
| A crimson to the quaint Macaw | J |
| And I will tell it Turn your face | K |
| Nor look with that too earnest eye | L |
| The rhymes are dazzled from their place | K |
| And order'd words asunder fly | L |
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| THE SLEEPING PALACE | M |
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| I | L |
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| The varying year with blade and sheaf | N |
| Clothes and reclothes the happy plains | O |
| Here rests the sap within the leaf | N |
| Here stays the blood along the veins | O |
| Faint shadows vapours lightly curl'd | P |
| Faint murmurs from the meadows come | Q |
| Like hints and echoes of the world | P |
| To spirits folded in the womb | R |
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| II | L |
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| Soft lustre bathes the range of urns | O |
| On every slanting terrace lawn | S |
| The fountain to his place returns | O |
| Deep in the garden lake withdrawn | S |
| Here droops the banner on the tower | T |
| On the hall hearths the festal fires | O |
| The peacock in his laurel bower | T |
| The parrot in his gilded wires | O |
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| III | L |
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| Roof haunting martins warm their eggs | O |
| In these in those the life is stay'd | U |
| The mantles from the golden pegs | O |
| Droop sleepily no sound is made | U |
| Not even of a gnat that sings | O |
| More like a picture seemeth all | V |
| Than those old portraits of old kings | O |
| That watch the sleepers from the wall | V |
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| IV | N |
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| Here sits the Butler with a flask | W |
| Between his knees half drain'd and there | X |
| The wrinkled steward at his task | W |
| The maid of honour blooming fair | X |
| The page has caught her hand in his | O |
| Her lips are sever'd as to speak | B |
| His own are pouted to a kiss | O |
| The blush is fix'd upon her cheek | B |
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| V | N |
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| Till all the hundred summers pass | O |
| The beams that thro' the Oriel shine | Y |
| Make prisms in every carven glass | O |
| And beaker brimm'd with noble wine | Y |
| Each baron at the banquet sleeps | O |
| Grave faces gather'd in a ring | Z |
| His state the king reposing keeps | O |
| He must have been a jovial king | Z |
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| VI | N |
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| All round a hedge upshoots and shows | O |
| At distance like a little wood | A2 |
| Thorns ivies woodbine mistletoes | O |
| And grapes with bunches red as blood | B2 |
| All creeping plants a wall of green | C2 |
| Close matted bur and brake and briar | T |
| And glimpsing over these just seen | C2 |
| High up the topmost palace spire | D2 |
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| VII | N |
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| When will the hundred summers die | N |
| And thought and time be born again | E2 |
| And newer knowledge drawing nigh | N |
| Bring truth that sways the soul of men | E2 |
| Here all things in their place remain | F2 |
| As all were order'd ages since | O |
| Come Care and Pleasure Hope and Pain | F2 |
| And bring the fated fairy Prince | O |
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| THE SLEEPING BEAUTY | N |
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| I | N |
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| Year after year unto her feet | G2 |
| She lying on her couch alone | H2 |
| Across the purple coverlet | G2 |
| The maiden's jet black hair has grown | H2 |
| On either side her tranced form | H |
| Forth streaming from a braid of pearl | I2 |
| The slumbrous light is rich and warm | H |
| And moves not on the rounded curl | I2 |
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| II | N |
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| The silk star broider'd coverlid | G2 |
| Unto her limbs itself doth mould | G2 |
| Languidly ever and amid | G2 |
| Her full black ringlets downward roll'd | G2 |
| Glows forth each softly shadow'd arm | J2 |
| With bracelets of the diamond bright | G2 |
| Her constant beauty doth inform | H |
| Stillness with love and day with light | G2 |
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| III | N |
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| She sleeps her breathings are not heard | G2 |
| In palace chambers far apart | G2 |
| The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd | G2 |
| That lie upon her charmed heart | G2 |
| She sleeps on either hand upswells | O |
| The gold fringed pillow lightly prest | G2 |
| She sleeps nor dreams but ever dwells | O |
| A perfect form in perfect rest | G2 |
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| THE ARRIVAL | K2 |
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| I | N |
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| All precious things discover'd late | G2 |
| To those that seek them issue forth | L2 |
| For love in sequel works with fate | G2 |
| And draws the veil from hidden worth | M2 |
| He travels far from other skies | O |
| His mantle glitters on the rocks | O |
| A fairy Prince with joyful eyes | O |
| And lighter footed than the fox | O |
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| II | N |
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| The bodies and the bones of those | O |
| That strove in other days to pass | O |
| Are wither'd in the thorny close | O |
| Or scatter'd blanching on the grass | O |
| He gazes on the silent dead | G2 |
| 'They perish'd in their daring deeds ' | - |
| This proverb flashes thro' his head | G2 |
| 'The many fail the one succeeds ' | - |
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| III | N |
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| He comes scarce knowing what he seeks | O |
| He breaks the hedge he enters there | X |
| The colour flies into his cheeks | O |
| He trusts to light on something fair | X |
| For all his life the charm did talk | N2 |
| About his path and hover near | O2 |
| With words of promise in his walk | N2 |
| And whisper'd voices at his ear | P2 |
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| IV | N |
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| More close and close his footsteps wind | G2 |
| The Magic Music in his heart | G2 |
| Beats quick and quicker till he find | G2 |
| The quiet chamber far apart | G2 |
| His spirit flutters like a lark | Q2 |
| He stoops to kiss her on his knee | N |
| 'Love if thy tresses be so dark | Q2 |
| How dark those hidden eyes must be ' | - |
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| THE REVIVAL | K2 |
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| I | N |
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| A touch a kiss the charm was snapt | G2 |
| There rose a noise of striking clocks | O |
| And feet that ran and doors that clapt | G2 |
| And barking dogs and crowing cocks | O |
| A fuller light illumined all | V |
| A breeze thro' all the garden swept | G2 |
| A sudden hubbub shook the hall | V |
| And sixty feet the fountain leapt | G2 |
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| II | N |
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| The hedge broke in the banner blew | R2 |
| The butler drank the steward scrawl'd | G2 |
| The fire shot up the martin flew | R2 |
| The parrot scream'd the peacock squall'd | G2 |
| The maid and page renew'd their strife | N |
| The palace bang'd and buzz'd and clackt | G2 |
| And all the long pent stream of life | N |
| Dash'd downward in a cataract | G2 |
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| III | N |
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| And last with these the king awoke | S2 |
| And in his chair himself uprear'd | G2 |
| And yawn'd and rubb'd his face and spoke | S2 |
| 'By holy rood a royal beard | G2 |
| How say you we have slept my lords | O |
| My beard has grown into my lap ' | - |
| The barons swore with many words | O |
| 'Twas but an after dinner's nap | T2 |
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| IV | N |
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| 'Pardy ' retnrn'd the king 'but still | U2 |
| My joints are somewhat stiff or so | O |
| My lord and shall we pass the bill | U2 |
| I mention'd half an hour ago ' | - |
| The chancellor sedate and vain | F2 |
| In courteous words return'd reply | N |
| But dallied with his golden chain | F2 |
| And smiling put the question by | N |
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| THE DEPARTURE | T |
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| I | N |
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| And on her lover's arm she leant | G2 |
| And round her waist she felt it fold | G2 |
| And far across the hills they went | G2 |
| In that new world which is the old | G2 |
| Across the hills and far away | C |
| Beyond their utmost purple rim | V2 |
| And deep into the dying day | C |
| The happy princess follow'd him | V2 |
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| II | N |
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| 'I'd sleep another hundred years | O |
| O love for such another kiss ' | - |
| 'O wake for ever love ' she hears | O |
| 'O love 'twas such as this and this ' | - |
| And o'er them many a sliding star | W2 |
| And many a merry wind was borne | X2 |
| And stream'd thro' many a golden bar | W2 |
| The twilight melted into morn | X2 |
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| III | N |
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| 'O eyes long laid in happy sleep ' | - |
| 'O happy sleep that lightly fled ' | - |
| 'O happy kiss that woke thy sleep ' | - |
| 'O love thy kiss would wake the dead ' | - |
| And o'er them many a flowing range | Y2 |
| Of vapour buoy'd the crescent bark | Q2 |
| And rapt thro' many a rosy change | Y2 |
| The twilight died into the dark | Q2 |
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| IV | N |
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| 'A hundred summers can it be | N |
| And whither goest thou tell me where ' | - |
| 'O seek my father's court with me | N |
| For there are greater wonders there ' | - |
| And o'er the hills and far away | C |
| Beyond their utmost purple rim | V2 |
| Beyond the night across the day | C |
| Thro' all the world she follow'd him | V2 |
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| MORAL | K2 |
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| I | N |
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| So Lady Flora take my lay | C |
| And if you find no moral there | X |
| Go look in any glass and say | C |
| What moral is in being fair | X |
| Oh to what uses shall we put | G2 |
| The wildweed flower that simply blows | O |
| And is there any moral shut | G2 |
| Within the bosom of the rose | O |
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| II | N |
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| But any man that walks the mead | G2 |
| In bud or blade or bloom may find | G2 |
| According as his humours lead | G2 |
| A meaning suited to his mind | G2 |
| And liberal applications lie | N |
| In Art like Nature dearest friend | G2 |
| So 'twere to cramp its use if I | N |
| Should hook it to some useful end | G2 |
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| L'ENVOI | N |
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| I | N |
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| You shake your head A random string | Z |
| Your finer female sense offends | O |
| Well were it not a pleasant thing | Z |
| To fall asleep with all one's friends | O |
| To pass with all our social ties | O |
| To silence from the paths of men | E2 |
| And every hundred years to rise | O |
| And learn the world and sleep again | E2 |
| To sleep thro' terms of mighty wars | O |
| And wake on science grown to more | Z2 |
| On secrets of the brain the stars | O |
| As wild as aught of fairy lore | Z2 |
| And all that else the years will show | O |
| The Poet forms of stronger hours | O |
| The vast Republics that may grow | O |
| The Federations and the Powers | O |
| Titanic forces taking birth | M2 |
| In divers seasons divers climes | O |
| For we are Ancients of the earth | M2 |
| And in the morning of the times | O |
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| II | N |
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| So sleeping so aroused from sleep | A3 |
| Thro' sunny decades new and strange | Y2 |
| Or gay quinquenniads would we reap | A3 |
| The flower and quintessence of change | Y2 |
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| III | N |
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| Ah yet would I and would I might | G2 |
| So much your eyes my fancy take | B3 |
| Be still the first to leap to light | G2 |
| That I might kiss those eyes awake | B3 |
| For am I right or am I wrong | C3 |
| To choose your own you did not care | X |
| You'd have my moral from the song | C3 |
| And I will take my pleasure there | X |
| And am I right or am I wrong | C3 |
| My fancy ranging thro' and thro' | X |
| To search a meaning for the song | C3 |
| Perforce will still revert to you | R2 |
| Nor finds a closer truth than this | O |
| All graceful head so richly curl'd | G2 |
| And evermore a costly kiss | O |
| The prelude to some brighter world | G2 |
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| IV | N |
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| For since the time when Adam first | G2 |
| Embraced his Eve in happy hour | X |
| And every bird of Eden burst | G2 |
| In carol every bud to flower | X |
| What eyes like thine have waken'd hopes | O |
| What lips like thine so sweetly join'd | G2 |
| Where on the double rosebud droops | O |
| The fulness of the pensive mind | G2 |
| Which all too dearly self involved | G2 |
| Yet sleeps a dreamless sleep to me | N |
| A sleep by kisses undissolved | G2 |
| That lets thee neither hear nor see | N |
| But break it In the name of wife | N |
| And in the rights that name may give | N |
| Are clasp'd the moral of thy life | N |
| And that for which I care to live | N |
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| EPILOGUE | D3 |
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| So Lady Flora take my lay | C |
| And if you find a meaning there | X |
| O whisper to your glass and say | C |
| 'What wonder if he thinks me fair ' | - |
| What wonder I was all unwise | O |
| To shape the song for your delight | G2 |
| Like long tail'd birds of Paradise | O |
| That float thro' Heaven and cannot light | G2 |
| Or old world trains upheld at court | G2 |
| By Cupid boys of blooming hue | R2 |
| But take it earnest wed with sport | G2 |
| And either sacred unto you | R2 |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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