The Princess (part Vi) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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My dream had never died or lived again	A
As in some mystic middle state I lay	B
Seeing I saw not hearing not I heard	C
Though if I saw not yet they told me all	D
So often that I speak as having seen	E
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For so it seemed or so they said to me	F
That all things grew more tragic and more strange	G
That when our side was vanquished and my cause	H
For ever lost there went up a great cry	I
The Prince is slain My father heard and ran	J
In on the lists and there unlaced my casque	K
And grovelled on my body and after him	L
Came Psyche sorrowing for Agla a	M
But high upon the palace Ida stood	N
With Psyche's babe in arm there on the roofs	O
Like that great dame of Lapidoth she sang	K
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'Our enemies have fallen have fallen the seed	P
The little seed they laughed at in the dark	K
Has risen and cleft the soil and grown a bulk	K
Of spanless girth that lays on every side	Q
A thousand arms and rushes to the Sun	R
	-
'Our enemies have fallen have fallen they came	S
The leaves were wet with women's tears they heard	C
A noise of songs they would not understand	T
They marked it with the red cross to the fall	D
And would have strown it and are fallen themselves	U
	-
'Our enemies have fallen have fallen they came	S
The woodmen with their axes lo the tree	F
But we will make it faggots for the hearth	V
And shape it plank and beam for roof and floor	W
And boats and bridges for the use of men	A
	-
'Our enemies have fallen have fallen they struck	K
With their own blows they hurt themselves nor knew	X
There dwelt an iron nature in the grain	Y
The glittering axe was broken in their arms	Z
Their arms were shattered to the shoulder blade	A2
	-
'Our enemies have fallen but this shall grow	B2
A night of Summer from the heat a breadth	C2
Of Autumn dropping fruits of power and rolled	D2
With music in the growing breeze of Time	E2
The tops shall strike from star to star the fangs	F2
Shall move the stony bases of the world	G2
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'And now O maids behold our sanctuary	F
Is violate our laws broken fear we not	H2
To break them more in their behoof whose arms	Z
Championed our cause and won it with a day	B
Blanched in our annals and perpetual feast	I2
When dames and heroines of the golden year	J2
Shall strip a hundred hollows bare of Spring	K
To rain an April of ovation round	K2
Their statues borne aloft the three but come	L2
We will be liberal since our rights are won	R
Let them not lie in the tents with coarse mankind	M2
Ill nurses but descend and proffer these	N2
The brethren of our blood and cause that there	O2
Lie bruised and maimed the tender ministries	N2
Of female hands and hospitality '	-
	-
She spoke and with the babe yet in her arms	Z
Descending burst the great bronze valves and led	P2
A hundred maids in train across the Park	K
Some cowled and some bare headed on they came	S
Their feet in flowers her loveliest by them went	Q2
The enamoured air sighing and on their curls	R2
From the high tree the blossom wavering fell	S2
And over them the tremulous isles of light	T2
Slided they moving under shade but Blanche	U2
At distance followed so they came anon	R
Through open field into the lists they wound	K2
Timorously and as the leader of the herd	C
That holds a stately fretwork to the Sun	R
And followed up by a hundred airy does	V2
Steps with a tender foot light as on air	O2
The lovely lordly creature floated on	R
To where her wounded brethren lay there stayed	A2
Knelt on one knee the child on one and prest	W2
Their hands and called them dear deliverers	X2
And happy warriors and immortal names	Y2
And said 'You shall not lie in the tents but here	Z2
And nursed by those for whom you fought and served	A3
With female hands and hospitality '	-
	-
Then whether moved by this or was it chance	B3
She past my way Up started from my side	Q
The old lion glaring with his whelpless eye	I
Silent but when she saw me lying stark	K
Dishelmed and mute and motionlessly pale	C3
Cold even to her she sighed and when she saw	D3
The haggard father's face and reverend beard	E3
Of grisly twine all dabbled with the blood	F3
Of his own son shuddered a twitch of pain	R
Tortured her mouth and o'er her forehead past	G3
A shadow and her hue changed and she said	P2
'He saved my life my brother slew him for it '	-
No more at which the king in bitter scorn	R
Drew from my neck the painting and the tress	H3
And held them up she saw them and a day	B
Rose from the distance on her memory	F
When the good Queen her mother shore the tress	H3
With kisses ere the days of Lady Blanche	U2
And then once more she looked at my pale face	I3
Till understanding all the foolish work	K
Of Fancy and the bitter close of all	D
Her iron will was broken in her mind	M2
Her noble heart was molten in her breast	W2
She bowed she set the child on the earth she laid	A2
A feeling finger on my brows and presently	F
'O Sire ' she said 'he lives he is not dead	P2
O let me have him with my brethren here	Z2
In our own palace we will tend on him	L
Like one of these if so by any means	J3
To lighten this great clog of thanks that make	K
Our progress falter to the woman's goal '	-
	-
She said but at the happy word 'he lives'	K3
My father stooped re fathered o'er my wounds	L3
So those two foes above my fallen life	M3
With brow to brow like night and evening mixt	P2
Their dark and gray while Psyche ever stole	N3
A little nearer till the babe that by us	O3
Half lapt in glowing gauze and golden brede	P2
Lay like a new fallen meteor on the grass	P3
Uncared for spied its mother and began	R
A blind and babbling laughter and to dance	B3
Its body and reach its fatling innocent arms	Z
And lazy lingering fingers She the appeal	Q3
Brooked not but clamouring out 'Mine mine not yours	R3
It is not yours but mine give me the child'	P2
Ceased all on tremble piteous was the cry	I
So stood the unhappy mother open mouthed	P2
And turned each face her way wan was her cheek	K
With hollow watch her blooming mantle torn	R
Red grief and mother's hunger in her eye	I
And down dead heavy sank her curls and half	S3
The sacred mother's bosom panting burst	P2
The laces toward her babe but she nor cared	P2
Nor knew it clamouring on till Ida heard	P2
Looked up and rising slowly from me stood	P2
Erect and silent striking with her glance	B3
The mother me the child but he that lay	B
Beside us Cyril battered as he was	H
Trailed himself up on one knee then he drew	X
Her robe to meet his lips and down she looked	P2
At the armed man sideways pitying as it seemed	P2
Or self involved but when she learnt his face	I3
Remembering his ill omened song arose	T3
Once more through all her height and o'er him grew	X
Tall as a figure lengthened on the sand	P2
When the tide ebbs in sunshine and he said	P2
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'O fair and strong and terrible Lioness	T3
That with your long locks play the Lion's mane	R
But Love and Nature these are two more terrible	U3
And stronger See your foot is on our necks	T3
We vanquished you the Victor of your will	V3
What would you more Give her the child remain	R
Orbed in your isolation he is dead	P2
Or all as dead henceforth we let you be	F
Win you the hearts of women and beware	O2
Lest where you seek the common love of these	T3
The common hate with the revolving wheel	Q3
Should drag you down and some great Nemesis	T3
Break from a darkened future crowned with fire	W3
And tread you out for ever but howso'er	W3
Fixed in yourself never in your own arms	T3
To hold your own deny not hers to her	W3
Give her the child O if I say you keep	X3
One pulse that beats true woman if you loved	P2
The breast that fed or arm that dandled you	X
Or own one port of sense not flint to prayer	W3
Give her the child or if you scorn to lay it	P2
Yourself in hands so lately claspt with yours	T3
Or speak to her your dearest her one fault	P2
The tenderness not yours that could not kill	V3
Give me it I will give it her	W3
He said	P2
At first her eye with slow dilation rolled	P2
Dry flame she listening after sank and sank	K
And into mournful twilight mellowing dwelt	P2
Full on the child she took it 'Pretty bud	P2
Lily of the vale half opened bell of the woods	T3
Sole comfort of my dark hour when a world	P2
Of traitorous friend and broken system made	P2
No purple in the distance mystery	W3
Pledge of a love not to be mine farewell	S2
These men are hard upon us as of old	P2
We two must part and yet how fain was I	I
To dream thy cause embraced in mine to think	K
I might be something to thee when I felt	P2
Thy helpless warmth about my barren breast	P2
In the dead prime but may thy mother prove	Y3
As true to thee as false false false to me	W3
And if thou needs must needs bear the yoke I wish it	P2
Gentle as freedom' here she kissed it then	R
'All good go with thee take it Sir ' and so	T3
Laid the soft babe in his hard mail d hands	T3
Who turned half round to Psyche as she sprang	K
To meet it with an eye that swum in thanks	T3
Then felt it sound and whole from head to foot	P2
And hugged and never hugged it close enough	Z3
And in her hunger mouthed and mumbled it	P2
And hid her bosom with it after that	P2
Put on more calm and added suppliantly	S2
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'We two were friends I go to mine own land	P2
For ever find some other as for me	W3
I scarce am fit for your great plans yet speak to me	W3
Say one soft word and let me part forgiven '	-
	-
But Ida spoke not rapt upon the child	P2
Then Arac 'Ida 'sdeath you blame the man	R
You wrong yourselves the woman is so hard	P2
Upon the woman Come a grace to me	W3
I am your warrior I and mine have fought	P2
Your battle kiss her take her hand she weeps	T3
'Sdeath I would sooner fight thrice o'er than see it '	-
	-
But Ida spoke not gazing on the ground	P2
And reddening in the furrows of his chin	R
And moved beyond his custom Gama said	P2
	-
'I've heard that there is iron in the blood	P2
And I believe it Not one word not one	R
Whence drew you this steel temper not from me	W3
Not from your mother now a saint with saints	T3
She said you had a heart I heard her say it	P2
Our Ida has a heart just ere she died	P2
But see that some on with authority	W3
Be near her still and I I sought for one	R
All people said she had authority	W3
The Lady Blanche much profit Not one word	P2
No though your father sues see how you stand	P2
Stiff as Lot's wife and all the good knights maimed	P2
I trust that there is no one hurt to death	A4
For our wild whim and was it then for this	T3
Was it for this we gave our palace up	B4
Where we withdrew from summer heats and state	P2
And had our wine and chess beneath the planes	T3
And many a pleasant hour with her that's gone	R
Ere you were born to vex us Is it kind	P2
Speak to her I say is this not she of whom	C4
When first she came all flushed you said to me	W3
Now had you got a friend of your own age	D4
Now could you share your thought now should men see	W3
Two women faster welded in one love	E4
Than pairs of wedlock she you walked with she	W3
You talked with whole nights long up in the tower	W3
Of sine and arc sphero d and azimuth	A4
And right ascension Heaven knows what and now	R
A word but one one little kindly word	P2
Not one to spare her out upon you flint	P2
You love nor her nor me nor any nay	B
You shame your mother's judgment too Not one	R
You will not well no heart have you or such	F4
As fancies like the vermin in a nut	P2
Have fretted all to dust and bitterness '	-
So said the small king moved beyond his wont	P2
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But Ida stood nor spoke drained of her force	T3
By many a varying influence and so long	K
Down through her limbs a drooping languor wept	P2
Her head a little bent and on her mouth	A4
A doubtful smile dwelt like a clouded moon	R
In a still water then brake out my sire	W3
Lifted his grim head from my wounds 'O you	X
Woman whom we thought woman even now	R
And were half fooled to let you tend our son	R
Because he might have wished it but we see	W3
The accomplice of your madness unforgiven	R
And think that you might mix his draught with death	A4
When your skies change again the rougher hand	P2
Is safer on to the tents take up the Prince '	-
	-
He rose and while each ear was pricked to attend	P2
A tempest through the cloud that dimmed her broke	K
A genial warmth and light once more and shone	R
Through glittering drops on her sad friend	P2
'Come hither	W3
O Psyche ' she cried out 'embrace me come	L2
Quick while I melt make reconcilement sure	W3
With one that cannot keep her mind an hour	W3
Come to the hollow hear they slander so	T3
Kiss and be friends like children being chid	P2
I seem no more I want forgiveness too	P2
I should have had to do with none but maids	T3
That have no links with men Ah false but dear	W3
Dear traitor too much loved why why Yet see	W3
Before these kings we embrace you yet once more	W3
With all forgiveness all oblivion	R
And trust not love you less	T3
And now O sire	W3
Grant me your son to nurse to wait upon him	L
Like mine own brother For my debt to him	L
This nightmare weight of gratitude I know it	P2
Taunt me no more yourself and yours shall have	G4
Free adit we will scatter all our maids	T3
Till happier times each to her proper hearth	A4
What use to keep them here now grant my prayer	W3
Help father brother help speak to the king	K
Thaw this male nature to some touch of that	P2
Which kills me with myself and drags me down	R
From my fixt height to mob me up with all	S2
The soft and milky rabble of womankind	P2
Poor weakling even as they are '	-
Passionate tears	T3
Followed the king replied not Cyril said	P2
'Your brother Lady Florian ask for him	L
Of your great head for he is wounded too	P2
That you may tend upon him with the prince '	-
'Ay so ' said Ida with a bitter smile	S2
'Our laws are broken let him enter too '	-
Then Violet she that sang the mournful song	K
And had a cousin tumbled on the plain	R
Petitioned too for him 'Ay so ' she said	P2
'I stagger in the stream I cannot keep	X3
My heart an eddy from the brawling hour	W3
We break our laws with ease but let it be '	-
'Ay so ' said Blanche 'Amazed am I to her	W3
Your Highness but your Highness breaks with ease	T3
The law your Highness did not make 'twas I	I
I had been wedded wife I knew mankind	P2
And blocked them out but these men came to woo	P2
Your Highness verily I think to win '	-
	-
So she and turned askance a wintry eye	I
But Ida with a voice that like a bell	S2
Tolled by an earthquake in a trembling tower	W3
Rang ruin answered full of grief and scorn	R
	-
'Fling our doors wide all all not one but all	S2
Not only he but by my mother's soul	S2
Whatever man lies wounded friend or foe	T3
Shall enter if he will Let our girls flit	P2
Till the storm die but had you stood by us	T3
The roar that breaks the Pharos from his base	T3
Had left us rock She fain would sting us too	P2
But shall not Pass and mingle with your likes	T3
We brook no further insult but are gone '	-
She turned the very nape of her white neck	K
Was rosed with indignation but the Prince	T3
Her brother came the king her father charmed	P2
Her wounded soul with words nor did mine own	R
Refuse her proffer lastly gave his hand	P2
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Then us they lifted up dead weights and bare	W3
Straight to the doors to them the doors gave way	B
Groaning and in the Vestal entry shrieked	P2
The virgin marble under iron heels	T3
And on they moved and gained the hall and there	W3
Rested but great the crush was and each base	T3
To left and right of those tall columns drowned	P2
In silken fluctuation and the swarm	H4
Of female whisperers at the further end	P2
Was Ida by the throne the two great cats	T3
Close by her like supporters on a shield	P2
Bow backed with fear but in the centre stood	P2
The common men with rolling eyes amazed	P2
They glared upon the women and aghast	P2
The women stared at these all silent save	I4
When armour clashed or jingled while the day	B
Descending struck athwart the hall and shot	P2
A flying splendour out of brass and steel	S2
That o'er the statues leapt from head to head	P2
Now fired an angry Pallas on the helm	J4
Now set a wrathful Dian's moon on flame	S
And now and then an echo started up	B4
And shuddering fled from room to room and died	P2
Of fright in far apartments	T3
Then the voice	T3
Of Ida sounded issuing ordinance	T3
And me they bore up the broad stairs and through	P2
The long laid galleries past a hundred doors	T3
To one deep chamber shut from sound and due	P2
To languid limbs and sickness left me in it	P2
And others otherwhere they laid and all	S2
That afternoon a sound arose of hoof	K4
And chariot many a maiden passing home	L4
Till happier times but some were left of those	T3
Held sagest and the great lords out and in	R
From those two hosts that lay beside the walls	T3
Walked at their will and everything was changed	P2
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Ask me no more the moon may draw the sea	W3
The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape	M4
With fold to fold of mountain or of cape	M4
But O too fond when have I answered thee	W3
Ask me no more	W3
	-
Ask me no more what answer should I give	N4
I love not hollow cheek or faded eye	I
Yet O my friend I will not have thee die	I
Ask me no more lest I should bid thee live	O4
Ask me no more	W3
	-
Ask me no more thy fate and mine are sealed	P2
I strove against the stream and all in vain	R
Let the great river take me to the main	R
No more dear love for at a touch I yield	P2
Ask me no more	W3

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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