The Princess (part 4) Poem Rhyme Scheme

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'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun	A
If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'	B
Said Ida 'let us down and rest ' and we	C
Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices	D
By every coppice feathered chasm and cleft	B
Dropt through the ambrosial gloom to where below	E
No bigger than a glow worm shone the tent	B
Lamp lit from the inner Once she leaned on me	C
Descending once or twice she lent her hand	B
And blissful palpitations in the blood	B
Stirring a sudden transport rose and fell	F
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But when we planted level feet and dipt	B
Beneath the satin dome and entered in	G
There leaning deep in broidered down we sank	H
Our elbows on a tripod in the midst	B
A fragrant flame rose and before us glowed	B
Fruit blossom viand amber wine and gold	B
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Then she 'Let some one sing to us lightlier move	I
The minutes fledged with music ' and a maid	B
Of those beside her smote her harp and sang	J
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'Tears idle tears I know not what they mean	K
Tears from the depth of some divine despair	L
Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes	D
In looking on the happy Autumn fields	D
And thinking of the days that are no more	M
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'Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail	N
That brings our friends up from the underworld	B
Sad as the last which reddens over one	A
That sinks with all we love below the verge	O
So sad so fresh the days that are no more	M
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'Ah sad and strange as in dark summer dawns	D
The earliest pipe of half awakened birds	D
To dying ears when unto dying eyes	D
The casement slowly grows a glimmering square	L
So sad so strange the days that are no more	M
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'Dear as remembered kisses after death	P
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned	B
On lips that are for others deep as love	Q
Deep as first love and wild with all regret	B
O Death in Life the days that are no more '	-
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She ended with such passion that the tear	L
She sang of shook and fell an erring pearl	R
Lost in her bosom but with some disdain	S
Answered the Princess 'If indeed there haunt	B
About the mouldered lodges of the Past	B
So sweet a voice and vague fatal to men	T
Well needs it we should cram our ears with wool	U
And so pace by but thine are fancies hatched	B
In silken folded idleness nor is it	B
Wiser to weep a true occasion lost	B
But trim our sails and let old bygones be	C
While down the streams that float us each and all	V
To the issue goes like glittering bergs of ice	D
Throne after throne and molten on the waste	B
Becomes a cloud for all things serve their time	W
Toward that great year of equal mights and rights	D
Nor would I fight with iron laws in the end	B
Found golden let the past be past let be	C
Their cancelled Babels though the rough kex break	X
The starred mosaic and the beard blown goat	B
Hang on the shaft and the wild figtree split	B
Their monstrous idols care not while we hear	Y
A trumpet in the distance pealing news	D
Of better and Hope a poising eagle burns	D
Above the unrisen morrow ' then to me	C
'Know you no song of your own land ' she said	B
'Not such as moans about the retrospect	B
But deals with the other distance and the hues	D
Of promise not a death's head at the wine '	-
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Then I remembered one myself had made	B
What time I watched the swallow winging south	Z
From mine own land part made long since and part	B
Now while I sang and maidenlike as far	A2
As I could ape their treble did I sing	B2
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'O Swallow Swallow flying flying South	Z
Fly to her and fall upon her gilded eaves	D
And tell her tell her what I tell to thee	C
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'O tell her Swallow thou that knowest each	C2
That bright and fierce and fickle is the South	Z
And dark and true and tender is the North	D2
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'O Swallow Swallow if I could follow and light	B
Upon her lattice I would pipe and trill	E2
And cheep and twitter twenty million loves	D
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'O were I thou that she might take me in	G
And lay me on her bosom and her heart	B
Would rock the snowy cradle till I died	B
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'Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love	Q
Delaying as the tender ash delays	D
To clothe herself when all the woods are green	K
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'O tell her Swallow that thy brood is flown	F2
Say to her I do but wanton in the South	Z
But in the North long since my nest is made	B
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'O tell her brief is life but love is long	G2
And brief the sun of summer in the North	D2
And brief the moon of beauty in the South	Z
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'O Swallow flying from the golden woods	D
Fly to her and pipe and woo her and make her mine	H2
And tell her tell her that I follow thee '	-
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I ceased and all the ladies each at each	C2
Like the Ithacensian suitors in old time	W
Stared with great eyes and laughed with alien lips	D
And knew not what they meant for still my voice	D
Rang false but smiling 'Not for thee ' she said	B
O Bulbul any rose of Gulistan	H2
Shall burst her veil marsh divers rather maid	B
Shall croak thee sister or the meadow crake	G2
Grate her harsh kindred in the grass and this	D
A mere love poem O for such my friend	B
We hold them slight they mind us of the time	W
When we made bricks in Egypt Knaves are men	H2
That lute and flute fantastic tenderness	D
And dress the victim to the offering up	I2
And paint the gates of Hell with Paradise	D
And play the slave to gain the tyranny	H2
Poor soul I had a maid of honour once	D
She wept her true eyes blind for such a one	H2
A rogue of canzonets and serenades	D
I loved her Peace be with her She is dead	B
So they blaspheme the muse But great is song	G2
Used to great ends ourself have often tried	B
Valkyrian hymns or into rhythm have dashed	B
The passion of the prophetess for song	G2
Is duer unto freedom force and growth	J2
Of spirit than to junketing and love	Q
Love is it Would this same mock love and this	D
Mock Hymen were laid up like winter bats	D
Till all men grew to rate us at our worth	K2
Not vassals to be beat nor pretty babes	D
To be dandled no but living wills and sphered	B
Whole in ourselves and owed to none Enough	L2
But now to leaven play with profit you	M2
Know you no song the true growth of your soil	N2
That gives the manners of your country women '	-
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She spoke and turned her sumptuous head with eyes	D
Of shining expectation fixt on mine	H2
Then while I dragged my brains for such a song	G2
Cyril with whom the bell mouthed glass had wrought	B
Or mastered by the sense of sport began	H2
To troll a careless careless tavern catch	O2
Of Moll and Meg and strange experiences	D
Unmeet for ladies Florian nodded at him	P2
I frowning Psyche flushed and wanned and shook	G2
The lilylike Melissa drooped her brows	D
'Forbear ' the Princess cried 'Forbear Sir' I	Q2
And heated through and through with wrath and love	Q
I smote him on the breast he started up	I2
There rose a shriek as of a city sacked	B
Melissa clamoured 'Flee the death ' 'To horse'	D
Said Ida 'home to horse ' and fled as flies	D
A troop of snowy doves athwart the dusk	G2
When some one batters at the dovecote doors	D
Disorderly the women Alone I stood	B
With Florian cursing Cyril vext at heart	B
In the pavilion there like parting hopes	D
I heard them passing from me hoof by hoof	R2
And every hoof a knell to my desires	D
Clanged on the bridge and then another shriek	G2
'The Head the Head the Princess O the Head '	-
For blind with rage she missed the plank and rolled	B
In the river Out I sprang from glow to gloom	S2
There whirled her white robe like a blossomed branch	T2
Rapt to the horrible fall a glance I gave	U2
No more but woman vested as I was	D
Plunged and the flood drew yet I caught her then	H2
Oaring one arm and bearing in my left	B
The weight of all the hopes of half the world	B
Strove to buffet to land in vain A tree	H2
Was half disrooted from his place and stooped	B
To wrench his dark locks in the gurgling wave	U2
Mid channel Right on this we drove and caught	B
And grasping down the boughs I gained the shore	M

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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