Newton Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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If I saw farther 'twas because I stoodB
On giant shoulders wrote the king of thoughtC
Too proud of his great line to slight the toilsD
Of his forebears He turned to their dim pastE
Their fading victories and their fond defeatsF
And knelt as at an altar drawing allG
Their strengths into his own and so went forthH
With all their glory shining in his faceI
To win new victories for the age to comeJ
So where Copernicus had destroyed the dreamK
We called our world where Galileo watchedL
Those ancient firmaments melt a thin blue smokeM
Into a vaster night where Kepler heardN
Only stray fragments isolated chordsO
Of that tremendous music which should bindP
All things anew in one Newton aroseQ
And carried on their fireR
Around him reeledS
Through lingering fumes of hate and clouds of doubtT
Lit by the afterglow of the Civil WarU
The dissolute throngs of that Walpurgis nightV
Where all the cynical spirits that denyA
Danced with the vicious lusts that drown the soulW
In flesh too gross for Circe or her swineX
But in his heart he heard one instant voiceY
On with the torch once more make all things newZ
Build the new heaven and earth and save the worldA2
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Ah but the infinite patience the long monthsB2
Lavished on tasks that to the common eyeA
Were insignificant never to be crownedC2
With great results or even with earth's rewardsO
Could Rembrandt but have painted him in those hoursD2
Making his first analysis of lightV
Alone there in his darkened Cambridge roomE2
At Trinity Could he have painted tooZ
The secret glow the mystery and the powerR
The sense of all the thoughts and unseen spiresF2
That soared to heaven around himG2
He stood thereH2
Obscure unknown the shadow of a manI2
In darkness like a grey dishevelled ghostJ2
Bare throated down at heel his last night's supperR
Littering his desk untouched his glimmering faceI
Under his tangled hair intent and stillK2
Preparing our new universeL2
He caughtM2
The sunbeam striking through that bullet holeW
In his closed shutter a round white spot of lightV
Upon a small dark screenN2
He interposedV
A prism of glass He saw the sunbeam breakO2
And spread upon the screen its rainbow bandV
Of disentangled colours all in scaleP2
Like notes in music first the violet rayQ2
Then indigo trembling softly into blueZ
Then green and yellow quivering side by sideV
Then orange mellowing richly into redV
Then in the screen he made a small round holeW
Like to the first and through it passed once moreU
Each separate coloured ray He let it strikeR2
Another prism of glass and saw each hueZ
Bent at a different angle from its pathS2
The red the least the violet ray the mostV
But all in scale and order all preciseT2
As notes in music Last he took a lensU2
And passing through it all those coloured raysV2
Drew them together again remerging allG
On that dark screen in one white spot of lightV
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So watching testing proving he resolvedV
The seeming random glories of our dayQ2
Into a constant harmony and foundV
How in the whiteness of the sunlight sleepW2
Compounded all the colours of the worldV
He saw how raindrops in the clouds of heavenX2
Breaking the light revealed that sevenfold archY2
Of colours ranged as on his own dark screenN2
Though now they spanned the mountains and wild seasZ2
Then where that old world order had gone downA3
Beneath a darker deluge he beheldV
Gleams of the great new order and recalledV
Fraught with new meaning and a deeper hopeB3
That covenant which God made with all mankindV
Throughout all generations I will setV
My bow in the cloud that henceforth ye may knowC3
How deeper than the wreckage of your dreamsD3
Abides My law in beauty and in powerR
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Yet for that exquisite balance of the mindV
He too must pay the price He stood aloneE3
Bewildered at the sudden assault of foolsF3
On this his first discoveryG3
I have lostV
The most substantial blessing of my quietV
To follow a vain shadowC3
I would fainH3
Attempt no more So few can understandV
Or read one thought So many are ready at onceI3
To swoop and sting Indeed I would withdrawJ3
For ever from philosophy So he wroteV
In grief the mightiest mind of that new ageK3
Let those who'd stone the Roman CuriaJ3
For all the griefs that Galileo knewZ
Remember the dark hours that well nigh quenchedV
The splendour of that spirit He could not sleepW2
Yet with that patience of the God in manI2
That still must seek the Splendour whence it cameL3
Through midnight hours of mockery and defeatV
In loneliness and hopelessness and tearsM3
He laboured on He had no power to seeG3
How after many years when he was deadV
Out of this new discovery men should makeO2
An instrument to explore the farthest starsN3
And delicately dividing their white raysV2
Divine what metals in their beauty burnedV
Extort red secrets from the heart of MarsN3
Or measure the molten iron in the sunX2
He bent himself to nearer lowlier tasksO3
And seeing first that those deflected raysV2
Though it were only by the faintest bloomE2
Of colour imperceptible to our eyesP3
Must dim the vision of Galileo's glassQ3
He made his own new weapon of the skyA
That first reflecting telescope which should holdV
In its deep mirror as in a breathless poolR3
The undistorted image of a starJ3
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In that deep night where Galileo gropedV
Like a blind giant in dreams to find what powerJ3
Held moons and planets to their constant roadV
Through vastness ordered like a moving fleetV
What law so married them that they could not clashS3
Or sunder but still kept their rhythmic paceI
As if those ancient tales indeed were trueZ
And some great angel helmed each gliding sphereJ3
Many had sought an answer Many had caughtV
Gleams of the truth and yet as when a torchT3
Is waved above a multitude at nightV
And shows wild streams of faces all confusedV
But not the single law that knits them allG
Into an ordered nation so our skiesP3
For all those fragmentary glimpses whirledV
In chaos till one eagle spirit soaredV
Found the one law that bound them all in oneX2
And through that awful unity upraisedV
The soul to That which made and guides them allG
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Did Newton dreaming in his orchard thereJ3
Beside the dreaming Witham see the moonU3
Burn like a huge gold apple in the boughsV3
And wonder why should moons not fall like fruitV
Or did he see as those old tales declareJ3
Those fairy tales that gather form and fireJ3
Till in one jewel they pack the whole bright worldV
A ripe fruit fall from some immortal treeG3
Of knowledge while he wondered at what heightV
Would this earth magnet lose its darkling powerJ3
Would not the fruit fall earthward though it grewZ
High o'er the hills as yonder brightening cloudV
Would not the selfsame power that plucked the fruitV
Draw the white moon then sailing in the blueZ
Then in one flash as light and song are bornW3
And the soul wakes he saw it this dark earthX3
Holding the moon that else would fly through spaceI
To her sure orbit as a stone is heldV
In a whirled sling and by the selfsame powerJ3
Her sister planets guiding all their moonsY3
While exquisitely balanced and controlledV
In one vast system moons and planets wheeledV
Around one sovran majesty the sunX2
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Light and more light The spark from heaven was thereJ3
The flash of that reintegrating fireJ3
Flung from heaven's altars where all light is bornW3
To feed the imagination of mankindV
With vision and reveal all worlds in oneX2
But let no dreamer dream that his great workZ3
Sprang armed like Pallas from the Thunderer's brainH3
With infinite patience he must test and prove-
His vision now in those clear courts of TruthA4
Whose absolute laws bemocked by shallower mindsB4
As less than dreams less than the faithless faithC4
That fears the Truth lest Truth should slay the dreamK
Are man's one guide to his transcendent heavenX2
For there's no wandering splendour in the soulW
But in the highest heaven of all is oneX2
With absolute reality None can climbD4
Back to that Fount of Beauty but through painH3
Long long he toiled comparing first the curvesE4
Traced by the cannon ball as it soared and fellF4
With that great curving road across the skyA
Traced by the sailing moonU3
Was earth a loadstoneU3
Holding them to their paths by that dark forceG4
Whose mystery men have cloaked beneath a nameL3
Yet when he came to test and prove he foundV
That all the great deflections of the moonU3
Her shining cadences from the path directV
Were utterly inharmonious with the lawJ3
Of that dark force at such a distance actingH4
Measured from earth's own centreJ3
For three long years Newton withheld his hopeB3
Until that day when light was brought from FranceI4
New light new hope in one small glistening factV
Clear cut as any diamond and to himG2
Loaded with all significance like the pointV
Of light that shows where constellations burnU3
Picard in France all glory to her nameL3
Who is herself a light among all landsJ4
Had measured earth's diameter once moreJ3
With exquisite precisionU3
To the throngK4
Those few corrected ciphers his resultsL4
Were less than nothing yet they changed the worldV
For Newton seized them and with trembling handsJ4
Began to work his problem out anewU3
Then then as on the page those figures turnedV
To hieroglyphs of heaven and he beheldV
The moving moon with awful cadencesM4
Falling into the path his law ordainedV
Even to the foot and second his hand shookN4
And dropped the pencilO4
Work it out for meG3
He cried to those around him for the weightV
Of that celestial music overwhelmed himG2
And on his page those burning hieroglyphsP4
Were Thrones and Principalities and PowersD2
For far beyond immeasurably farJ3
Beyond our sun he saw that river of sunsQ4
We call the Milky Way that glittering hostV
Powdering the night each grain of solar blazeV2
Divided from its neighbour by a gulf-
Too wide for thought to measure each a sunU3
Huger than ours with its own fleet of worldsR4
Visible and invisible Those bright throngsS4
That seemed dispersed like a defeated hostV
Through blindly wandering skies now at the wordV
Of one great dreamer height o'er height revealedV
Hints of a vaster order and moved onU3
In boundless intricacies of harmonyG3
Around one centre deeper than all sunsQ4
The burning throne of GodV
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He could not sleep That intellect whose wingsT4
Dared the cold ultimate heights of Space and TimeD4
Sank like a wounded eagle with dazed eyesP3
Back headlong through the clouds to throb on earthX3
What shaft had pierced him That which also piercedV
His great forebears the hate of little menU3
They flocked around him and they flung their dustV
Into the sensitive eyes and laughed to seeG3
How dust could blind themU4
If one prickling grainU3
Could so put out his vision and so tormentV
That delicate brain what weakness How the mindV
That seemed to dwarf us dwindles Is he madV
So buzzed the fools whose ponderous mental wheelsV4
Nor dust nor grit nor stones nor rocks could irkZ3
Even for an instantV
Newton could not sleepW2
But all that careful malice could designU3
Was blindly fostered by well meaning follyG3
And great sane folk like Mr Samuel PepysV4
Canvassed his weakness and slept sound all nightV
For little Samuel with his rosy faceV4
Came chirping into a coffee house one dayV
Like a plump robin Sir the unhappy stateV
Of Mr Isaac Newton grieves me muchW4
Last week I had a letter from him filledV
With strange complainings very curious hintsV4
Such as I grieve to say are common signsV4
I have observed it often of worse to comeJ
He said that he could neither eat nor sleepW2
Because of all the embroilments he was inU3
Hinting at nameless enemies Then he beggedV
My pardon very strangely I believe-
Physicians would confirm me in my fearsV4
'Tis very sad Only last night I foundV
Among my papers certain lines composedV
By whom d'you think My lord of HalifaxV4
Or so dear Mrs Porterhouse assured meG3
Expressing sir the uttermost satisfactionU3
In Mr Newton's talent Sir he wroteV
Answering the charge that science would put outV
The light of beauty these very handsome linesV4
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'When Newton walked by Witham streamK
There fell no chilling shadeV
To blight the drifting naiad's dreamK
Or make her garland fadeV
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The mist of sun was not less brightV
That crowned Urania's hairJ3
He robbed it of its colder lightV
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They are very neat and handsome you'll agreeG3
Solid in sense as Dryden at his bestV
And smooth as Waller but with something moreJ3
That touch of grace that airier eleganceV4
Which only rank can give-
'Tis very sadV
That one so nobly praised should well no matterJ3
I am told sir that these troubles all beganU3
At Cambridge when his manuscripts were burnedV
He had been working in his curious wayV
All through the night and in the morning greynessV4
Went down to chapel leaving on his deskX4
A lighted candle You can imagine itV
A sadly sloven altar to his MuseV4
Littered with papers cups and greasy platesV4
Of untouched food I am told that he would eatV
His Monday's breakfast sir on Tuesday morningH4
Such was his absent wayV
When he returnedV
He found that Diamond his little dogY4
Named Diamond for a black patch near his tailP2
Had overturned the candle All his workZ3
Was burned to ashesV4
It struck him to the quickZ4
Though when his terrier fawned about his feetV
He showed no anger He was heard to sayV
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But from that hour ah well we'll say no moreJ3
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Halley was there that day and spoke up sharplyG3
Sir there are hints and hints Do you mean moreJ3
I do sir chirruped Samuel mightily pleasedV
To find all eyes for once on his fat faceV4
I fear his intellects are disordered sirJ3
Good That's an answer I can deal with thatV
But tell me first quoth Halley why he wroteV
That letter a week ago to Mr PepysV4
Why sir piped Samuel innocent of the trap
I had an argument in this coffee houseV4
Last week with certain gentlemen on the lawsV4
Of chance and what fair hopes a man might have-
Of throwing six at dice I happened to sayV4
That Mr Isaac Newton was my friendV
And promised I would sound himG2
Sir said HalleyG3
You'll pardon me but I forgot to tell youU3
I heard a minute since outside these doorsV4
A very modish woman of the townU3
Or else a most delicious lady of fashionU3
A melting creature with a bold black eyeA
A bosom like twin doves and sir a mouth
Like a Turk's dream of Paradise She cooedV
'Is Mr Pepys within ' I greatly fearJ3
That they denied you to herJ3
Off ran PepysV4
A hint's a hint laughed Halley and so to bedV
But as for Isaac Newton let me sayV4
Whatever his embroilments were he solvedV
With just one hour of thought not long agoC3
The problem set by Leibnitz as a challenge
To all of Europe He published his resultV
Anonymously but Leibnitz when he saw itV
Cried out at once old enemy as he wasV4
'That's Newton none but Newton From this clawJ3
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Sir Isaac Newton writes to Mrs Vincent at Woolthorpe
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Your letter on my eightieth birthday wakesV4
Memories like violets in this London gloomE2
You have never failed for more than three score yearsV4
To send these annual greetings from the hauntsV4
Where you and I were boy and girl togetherJ3
A day must come it cannot now be farJ3
When I shall have no power to thank you for themU4
So let me tell you now that all my life-
They have come to me with healing in their wingsV4
Like birds from home birds from the happy woodsV4
Above the Witham where you walked with meG3
When you and I were young
Do you rememberJ3
Old Barley how he tried to teach us drawingH4
He found some promise I believe in youU3
But quite despaired of meG3
I treasure allG
Those little sketches that you sent to meG3
Each Christmas carrying each some glimpse of home
There's one I love that shows the narrow laneU3
Behind the schoolhouse where I had that boutV
Of schoolboy fisticuffs I have never knownU3
More pleasure I believe than when I beatV
That black haired bully and won for my rewardV
Those April smiles from youU3
I see you stillK2
Standing among the fox gloves in the hedge
And just behind you in the field I knowC3
There was a patch of aromatic flowersV4
Rest harrow was it Yes their tangled rootsV4
Pluck at the harrow halt the sharp harrow of thoughtV
Even in old age I never breathe their scentV
But I am back in boyhood dreaming thereJ3
Over some book among the diligent beesV4
Until you join me and we dream togetherJ3
They called me lazy then Oddly enough-
It was that fight that stirred my mind to beatV
My bully at his books and head the schoolR3
Blind rivalry at first By such fond tricksV4
The invisible Power that shapes us not ourselvesV4
Punishes teaches leads us gently onU3
Like children all our lives until we grasp
A sudden meaning and are born through death
Into full knowledge that our Guide was Love-
Another picture shows those woods of oursV4
Around whose warm dark edges in the springH4
Primroses knots of living sunlight wokeM
And always you their radiant shepherdessV4
From Elfland lead them rambling back for meG3
The dew still clinging to their golden fleeceV4
Through these grey memory mistsV4
Another showsV4
My old sun dial You say that it is knownU3
As Isaac's dial still I took great painsV4
To set it rightly If it has not shiftedV
'Twill mark the time long after I am goneU3
Not like those curious water clocks I madeV
Do you remember They worked well at firstV
But the least particles in the water cloggedV
The holes through which it dripped and so one dayV4
We two came home so late that we were sentV
Supperless to our beds and suffered muchW4
From the world's harshness as we thought it thenU3
Would God that we might taste that harshness nowU3
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I cannot send you what you've sent to meG3
And so I wish you'll never thank me moreJ3
For those poor gifts I have sent from year to yearJ3
I send another and hope that you can use itV
To buy yourself those comforts which you needV
This Christmas timeD4
How strange it is to wakeO2
And find that half a century has gone byA
With all our endless youthA4
They talk to meG3
Of my discoveries prate of undying fameL3
Too late to help me Anything I achievedV
Was done through work and patience and the menU3
Who sought quick roads to glory for themselvesV4
Were capable of neither So I wonU3
Their hatred and it often hampered meG3
Because it vexed my mindV
This world of oursV4
Would give me all now I have ceased to want itV
For I sit here alone a sad old manU3
Sipping his orange water nodding to sleep
Not caring any more for aught they sayV4
Not caring any more for praise or blameL3
But dreaming things we dreamed of long agoC3
In childhoodV
You and I had laughed awayV4
That boy and girl affair We were too poorJ3
For anything but laughterJ3
I am oldV
And you twice wedded and twice widowed stillK2
Retain through all your nearer joys and griefsV4
The old affection Vaguely our blind old handsV4
Grope for each other in this growing dark
And deepening loneliness to say good byeA
Would that my words could tell you all my heartV
But even my words grow oldV
Perhaps these linesV4
Written not long ago may tell you moreJ3
I have no skill in verse despite the praiseV4
Your kindness gave me once but since I wroteV
Thinking of you among the woods of home
My heart was in them Let them turn to yoursV4
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Give me for friends my own true folkM
Who kept the very word they spokeM
Whose quiet prayers from day to dayV4
Have brought the heavens about my wayV4
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Not those whose intellectual prideV
Would quench the only lights that guideV
Confuse the lines 'twixt good and illK2
Then throne their own capricious willK2
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Not those whose eyes in mockery scanU3
The simpler hopes and dreams of manU3
Not those keen wits so quick to hurtV
So swift to trip you in the dirtV
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Not those who'd pluck your mystery outV
Yet never saw your last redoubtV
Whose cleverness would kill the songK4
Dead at your heart then prove you wrongK4
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Give me those eyes I used to knowC3
Where thoughts like angels come and goC3
Not glittering eyes nor dimmed by booksV4
But eyes through which the deep soul looksV4
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Give me the quiet hands and faceV4
That never strove for fame and placeV4
The soul whose love so many a dayV4
Has brought the heavens about my wayV4
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Was it a dream that low dim lighted roomE2
With that dark periwigged phantom of Dean SwiftV
Writing beside a fire to one he lovedV
Beautiful Catherine Barton once the lightV
Of Newton's house and his half sister's childV
Yes Catherine Barton I am brave enough-
To face this pale unhappy wistful ghostV
Of our departed friendship
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Savage and mad a snarling kennel of sinsV4
Your Holiness as you called me with that smile
Which even your ghost would quietly turn on meG3
Who raised it up It has no terrors dearJ3
And I shall never lay it while I live-
You write to me You think I have the powerJ3
To shield the fame of Newton from a lieA
Poor little ghost You think I hold the keysV4
Not only of Parnassus then but hellF4
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There is a tale abroad that Newton owedV
His public office to Lord HalifaxV4
Your secret lover Coarseness as you knowC3
Is my peculiar privilege I'll be plainU3
And let them wince who are whispering in the dark
They are hinting that he gained his public postV
Through you his flesh and blood and that he knewU3
You were his patron's mistressV4
Yes I knowC3
The coffee house that hatched it to be scotchedV
Nay killed before one snuff box could say snap
Had not one cold malevolent face been thereJ3
Listening that crystal minded lover of truthA4
That lucid enemy of all lies VoltaireJ3
I am told he is doing much to spread the lightV
Of Newton's great discoveries there in FranceV4
There's little fear that France whose clear keen eyesV4
Have missed no morning in the realm of thoughtV
Would fail to see it and smaller need to liftV
A brand from hell to illume the light from heavenU3
You fear he'll print his lie No doubt of thatV
I can foresee the phrase as Halley sawV4
The advent of his comet jolie nieceV4
Assez amiable then he'll give your nameL3
As Madame Conduit adding just that spiceV4
Of infidelity that the dates admitV
To none but these truth lovers It will be bestV
Not to enlighten him or he'll change his taleP2
And make an answer difficult Let him printV
This truth as he conceives it and you'll needV
No more defenceV4
All history then shall damn his death cold lieA
And show you for the laughing child you wereJ3
When Newton won his officeV4
For yourself-
You say you have no fear Your only thoughtV
Is that they'll soil his fame Ah yes they'll tryA
But they'll not hurt it For all time to comeJ
It stands there firm as marble and as pureJ3
They can do nothing that the sun and rainU3
Will not erase at last Not even VoltaireJ3
Can hurt that noble memory Think of himG2
As of a viper writhing at the baseV4
Of some great statue Let the venomous tongue
Flicker against that marble as it mayV4
It cannot wound itV
I am far more grievedV
For you who sit there wondering now too lateV
If it were some suspicion some dark hintV
Newton had heard that robbed him of his sleep
And almost broke his mind up I recallG
How the town buzzed that Newton had gone madV
You copy me that sad letter which he wroteV
To Locke wherein he begs him to forgive-
The hard words he had spoken thinking Locke
Had tried to embroil him as he says with womenU3
A piteous humble letterJ3
Had he heardV
Some hint of scandal that he could not breathe
To you because he honoured you too wellF4
I cannot tell His mind was greatly troubledV
With other things At least you need not fearJ3
That Newton thought it true He walked aloof-
Treading a deeper stranger world than oursV4
Have you not told me how he would forgetV
Even to eat and drink when he was wraptV
In those miraculous new discoveriesV4
And under this wild maze of shadow and sunU3
Beheld though not the Master Player's handV
The keys from which His organ music rollsV4
Those visible symphonies of wild cloud and lightV
Which clothe the invisible world for mortal eyesV4
I have heard that Leibnitz whispered to the courtV
That Newton was an atheist Leibnitz knewU3
His audience He could stoop to itV
Fools have saidV
That knowledge drives out wonder from the worldV
They'll say it still though all the dust's ablazeV4
With miracles at their feet while Newton's lawsV4
Foretell that knowledge one day shall be songK4
And those whom Truth has taken to her heartV
Find that it beats in musicZ4
Even this ageK3
Has glimmerings of it Newton never sawV4
His own full victory but at least he knewU3
That all the world was linked in one againU3
And if men found new worlds in years to comeJ
These too must join the universal songK4
That's why true poets love him and you'll findV
Their love will cancel all that hate can doU3
They are the sentinels of the House of FameL3
And that quick challenging couplet from the penU3
Of Alexander Pope is answer enough-
To all those whisperers round the outer doorsV4
There's Addison too The very spirit and thoughtV
Of Newton moved to music when he wroteV
The Spacious Firmament Some keen eyed age to comeJ
Will say though Newton seldom wrote a verseV4
That music was his own and speaks his faithC4
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And last for those who doubt his faith in GodV
And man's immortal destiny there remainsV4
The granite monument of his own great workZ3
That dark cathedral of man's intellectV
The vast Principia pointing to the skiesV4
Wherein our intellectual king proclaimedV
The task of science through this wildernessV4
Of Time and Space and false appearancesV4
To make the path straight from effect to causeV4
Until we come to that First Cause of allG
The Power above beyond the blind machineU3
The Primal Power the originating PowerJ3
Which cannot be mechanical He affirmed itV
With absolute certainty Whence arises allG
This order this unbroken chain of lawV4
This human will this death defying love-
Whence but from some divine transcendent PowerJ3
Not less but infinitely more than theseV4
Because it is their Fountain and their GuideV
Fools in their hearts have said Whence comes this PowerJ3
Why throw the riddle back this one stage moreJ3
And Newton from a height above all worldsV4
Answered and answers stillK2
This universeV4
Exists and by that one impossible factV
Declares itself a miracle postulatesV4
An infinite Power within itself a WholeW
Greater than any part a UnityV
Sustaining all binding all worlds in oneU3
This is the mystery palpable here and nowU3
'Tis not the lack of links within the chainU3
From cause to cause but that the chain existsV4
That's the unfathomable mysteryV
The one unquestioned miracle that we knowC3
Implying every attribute of GodV
The ultimate absolute omnipresent PowerJ3
In its own being deep and high as heavenU3
But men still trace the greater to the lessV4
Account for soul with flesh and dreams with dustV
Forgetting in their manifold world the OneU3
In whom for every splendour shining hereJ3
Abides an equal power behind the veilP2
Was the eye contrived by blindly moving atomsV4
Or the still listening ear fulfilled with musicZ4
By forces without knowledge of sweet soundsV4
Are nerves and brain so sensitively fashionedV
That they convey these pictures of the worldV
Into the very substance of our life-
While That from which we came the Power that made usV4
Is drowned in blank unconsciousness of allG
Does it not from the things we know appearJ3
That there exists a Being incorporealG
Living intelligent who in infinite spaceV4
As in His infinite sensory perceivesV4
Things in themselves by His immediate presenceV4
Everywhere Of which things we see no moreJ3
Than images only flashed through nerves and brainU3
To our small sensoriesV4
What is all science thenU3
But pure religion seeking everywhereJ3
The true commandments and through many formsV4
The eternal power that binds all worlds in oneU3
It is man's age long struggle to draw nearJ3
His Maker learn His thoughts discern His lawG
A boundless task in whose infinitudeV
As in the unfolding light and law of love-
Abides our hope and our eternal joy
I know not how my work may seem to othersV4
So wrote our mightiest mind But to myself-
I seem a child that wandering all day longK4
Upon the sea shore gathers here a shellG
And there a pebble coloured by the wave-
While the great ocean of truth from sky to skyA
Stretches before him boundless unexploredV
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He has explored it now and needs of meV
Neither defence nor tribute His own workZ3
Remains his monument He rose at last so nearJ3
The Power divine that none can nearer goC3
None in this age To carry on his fireJ3
We must await a mightier age to comeJ

Alfred Noyes



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