Ulysses Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBD EFBGBHIGBJBKLKBMNBOD PKKQKKR BSTUBVKWXBY WBDZA2B2C2ND2BBE2BF2 F2BBF2G2BH2I2BKBTF2

It little profits that an idle kingA
By this still hearth among these barren cragsB
Matched with an aged wife I mete and doleC
Unequal laws unto a savage raceB
That hoard and sleep and feed and know not meD
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I cannot rest from travel I will drinkE
Life to the lees all times I have enjoyedF
Greatly have suffered greatly both with thoseB
That loved me and alone on shore and whenG
Through scudding drifts the rainy HyadesB
Vext the dim sea I am become a nameH
For always roaming with a hungry heartI
Much have I seen and known cities of menG
And manners climates councils governmentsB
Myself not least but honoured of them allJ
And drunk delight of battle with my peersB
Far on the ringing plains of windy TroyK
I am part of all that I have metL
Yet all experience is an arch wherethroughK
Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fadesB
For ever and for ever when I moveM
How dull it is to pause to make an endN
To rust unburnished not to shine in useB
As though to breath were life Life piled on lifeO
Were all to little and of one to meD
Little remains but every hour is savedP
From that eternal silence something moreK
A bringer of new things and vile it wereK
For some three suns to store and hoard myselfQ
And this gray spirit yearning in desireK
To follow knowledge like a sinking starK
Beyond the utmost bound of human thoughtR
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This is my son mine own TelemachusB
To whom I leave the scepter and the isleS
Well loved of me discerning to fulfillT
This labour by slow prudence to make mildU
A rugged people and through soft degreesB
Subdue them to the useful and the goodV
Most blameless is he centered in the sphereK
Of common duties decent not to failW
In offices of tenderness and payX
Meet adoration to my household godsB
When I am gone He works his work I mineY
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There lies the port the vessel puffs her sailW
There gloom the dark broad seas My marinersB
Souls that have toiled and wrought and thought with meD
That ever with a frolic welcome tookZ
The thunder and the sunshine and opposedA2
Free hearts free foreheads you and I are oldB2
Old age had yet his honour and his toilC2
Death closes all but something ere the endN
Some work of noble note may yet be doneD2
Not unbecoming men that strove with GodsB
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocksB
The long day wanes the slow moon climbs the deepE2
Moans round with many voices Come my friendsB
'Tis not too late to seek a newer worldF2
Push off and sitting well in order smiteF2
The sounding furrows for my purpose holdsB
To sail beyond the sunset and the bathsB
Of all the western stars until I dieF2
It may be that the gulfs will wash us downG2
It may be we shall touch the Happy IslesB
And see the great Achilles whom we knewH2
Though much is taken much abides and thoughI2
We are not now that strength which in the old daysB
Moved earth and heaven that which we are we areK
One equal temper of heroic heartsB
Made weak by time and fate but strong in willT
To strive to seek to find and not to yieldF2

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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