A Nympholept Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBABCDCDDCDEFEFFE FGHHHHHHHIHIIHIHJHJJ HJKLKLLKLHMHMMHMKNKN NKOPHPHHPHOHOHHOHQHQ HHQHRHRHHRHOHOHHOHOD ODDODSTSTTSTUVUVVUVD WDWXDWKYKYYKYZKZKKZK A2UYUUYUOB2OB2B2OB2D UDUUDUHHHHHHHHOHOOHO C2HC2HHC2HOIOIIOIKD2 KD2D2KD2HOHOOHOYHYHH YHE2HE2HHE2HF2KF2KKF 2KYKYKKYKG2HG2HHG2HY KYKKYKE2KE2KKE2KH2HH 2HHH2HVOVOOVOHUHUUHUSummer and noon and a splendour of silence felt | A |
Seen and heard of the spirit within the sense | B |
Soft through the frondage the shades of the sunbeams melt | A |
Sharp through the foliage the shafts of them keen and dense | B |
Cleave as discharged from the string of the God's bow tense | B |
As a war steed's girth and bright as a warrior's belt | A |
Ah why should an hour that is heaven for an hour pass hence | B |
I dare not sleep for delight of the perfect hour | C |
Lest God be wroth that his gift should be scorned of man | D |
The face of the warm bright world is the face of a flower | C |
The word of the wind and the leaves that the light winds fan | D |
As the word that quickened at first into flame and ran | D |
Creative and subtle and fierce with invasive power | C |
Through darkness and cloud from the breath of the one God Pan | D |
The perfume of earth possessed by the sun pervades | E |
The chaster air that he soothes but with sense of sleep | F |
Soft imminent strong as desire that prevails and fades | E |
The passing noon that beholds not a cloudlet weep | F |
Imbues and impregnates life with delight more deep | F |
Than dawn or sunset or moonrise on lawns or glades | E |
Can shed from the skies that receive it and may not keep | F |
The skies may hold not the splendour of sundown fast | G |
It wanes into twilight as dawn dies down into day | H |
And the moon triumphant when twilight is overpast | H |
Takes pride but awhile in the hours of her stately sway | H |
But the might of the noon though the light of it pass away | H |
Leaves earth fulfilled of desires and of dreams that last | H |
But if any there be that hath sense of them none can say | H |
For if any there be that hath sight of them sense or trust | H |
Made strong by the might of a vision the strength of a dream | I |
His lips shall straiten and close as a dead man's must | H |
His heart shall be sealed as the voice of a frost bound stream | I |
For the deep mid mystery of light and of heat that seem | I |
To clasp and pierce dark earth and enkindle dust | H |
Shall a man's faith say what it is or a man's guess deem | I |
Sleep lies not heavier on eyes that have watched all night | H |
Than hangs the heat of the noon on the hills and trees | J |
Why now should the haze not open and yield to sight | H |
A fairer secret than hope or than slumber sees | J |
I seek not heaven with submission of lips and knees | J |
With worship and prayer for a sign till it leap to light | H |
I gaze on the gods about me and call on these | J |
I call on the gods hard by the divine dim powers | K |
Whose likeness is here at hand in the breathless air | L |
In the pulseless peace of the fervid and silent flowers | K |
In the faint sweet speech of the waters that whisper there | L |
Ah what should darkness do in a world so fair | L |
The bent grass heaves not the couch grass quails not or cowers | K |
The wind's kiss frets not the rowan's or aspen's hair | L |
But the silence trembles with passion of sound suppressed | H |
And the twilight quivers and yearns to the sunward wrung | M |
With love as with pain and the wide wood's motionless breast | H |
Is thrilled with a dumb desire that would fain find tongue | M |
And palpitates tongueless as she whom a man snake stung | M |
Whose heart now heaves in the nightingale never at rest | H |
Nor satiated ever with song till her last be sung | M |
Is it rapture or terror that circles me round and invades | K |
Each vein of my life with hope if it be not fear | N |
Each pulse that awakens my blood into rapture fades | K |
Each pulse that subsides into dread of a strange thing near | N |
Requickens with sense of a terror less dread than dear | N |
Is peace not one with light in the deep green glades | K |
Where summer at noonday slumbers Is peace not here | O |
The tall thin stems of the firs and the roof sublime | P |
That screens from the sun the floor of the steep still wood | H |
Deep silent splendid and perfect and calm as time | P |
Stand fast as ever in sight of the night they stood | H |
When night gave all that moonlight and dewfall could | H |
The dense ferns deepen the moss glows warm as the thyme | P |
The wild heath quivers about me the world is good | H |
Is it Pan's breath fierce in the tremulous maidenhair | O |
That bids fear creep as a snake through the woodlands felt | H |
In the leaves that it stirs not yet in the mute bright air | O |
In the stress of the sun For here has the great God dwelt | H |
For hence were the shafts of his love or his anger dealt | H |
For here has his wrath been fierce as his love was fair | O |
When each was as fire to the darkness its breath bade melt | H |
Is it love is it dread that enkindles the trembling noon | Q |
That yearns reluctant in rapture that fear has fed | H |
As man for woman as woman for man Full soon | Q |
If I live and the life that may look on him drop not dead | H |
Shall the ear that hears not a leaf quake hear his tread | H |
The sense that knows not the sound of the deep day's tune | Q |
Receive the God be it love that he brings or dread | H |
The naked noon is upon me the fierce dumb spell | R |
The fearful charm of the strong sun's imminent might | H |
Unmerciful steadfast deeper than seas that swell | R |
Pervades invades appals me with loveless light | H |
With harsher awe than breathes in the breath of night | H |
Have mercy God who art all For I know thee well | R |
How sharp is thine eye to lighten thine hand to smite | H |
The whole wood feels thee the whole air fears thee but fear | O |
So deep so dim so sacred is wellnigh sweet | H |
For the light that hangs and broods on the woodlands here | O |
Intense invasive intolerant imperious and meet | H |
To lighten the works of thine hands and the ways of thy feet | H |
Is hot with the fire of the breath of thy life and dear | O |
As hope that shrivels or shrinks not for frost or heat | H |
Thee thee the supreme dim godhead approved afar | O |
Perceived of the soul and conceived of the sense of man | D |
We scarce dare love and we dare not fear the star | O |
We call the sun that lit us when life began | D |
To brood on the world that is thine by his grace for a span | D |
Conceals and reveals in the semblance of things that are | O |
Thine immanent presence the pulse of thy heart's life Pan | D |
The fierce mid noon that wakens and warms the snake | S |
Conceals thy mercy reveals thy wrath and again | T |
The dew bright hour that assuages the twilight brake | S |
Conceals thy wrath and reveals thy mercy then | T |
Thou art fearful only for evil souls of men | T |
That feel with nightfall the serpent within them wake | S |
And hate the holy darkness on glade and glen | T |
Yea then we know not and dream not if ill things be | U |
Or if aught of the work of the wrong of the world be thine | V |
We hear not the footfall of terror that treads the sea | U |
We hear not the moan of winds that assail the pine | V |
We see not if shipwreck reign in the storm's dim shrine | V |
If death do service and doom bear witness to thee | U |
We see not know not if blood for thy lips be wine | V |
But in all things evil and fearful that fear may scan | D |
As in all things good as in all things fair that fall | W |
We know thee present and latent the lord of man | D |
In the murmuring of doves in the clamouring of winds that call | W |
And wolves that howl for their prey in the midnight's pall | X |
In the naked and nymph like feet of the dawn O Pan | D |
And in each life living O thou the God who art all | W |
Smiling and singing wailing and wringing of hands | K |
Laughing and weeping watching and sleeping still | Y |
Proclaim but and prove but thee as the shifted sands | K |
Speak forth and show but the strength of the sea's wild will | Y |
That sifts and grinds them as grain in the storm wind's mill | Y |
In thee is the doom that falls and the doom that stands | K |
The tempests utter thy word and the stars fulfil | Y |
Where Etna shudders with passion and pain volcanic | Z |
That rend her heart as with anguish that rends a man's | K |
Where Typho labours and finds not his thews Titanic | Z |
In breathless torment that ever the flame's breath fans | K |
Men felt and feared thee of old whose pastoral clans | K |
Were given to the charge of thy keeping and soundless panic | Z |
Held fast the woodland whose depths and whose heights were Pan's | K |
And here though fear be less than delight and awe | A2 |
Be one with desire and with worship of earth and thee | U |
So mild seems now thy secret and speechless law | Y |
So fair and fearless and faithful and godlike she | U |
So soft the spell of thy whisper on stream and sea | U |
Yet man should fear lest he see what of old men saw | Y |
And withered yet shall I quail if thy breath smite me | U |
Lord God of life and of light and of all things fair | O |
Lord God of ravin and ruin and all things dim | B2 |
Death seals up life and darkness the sunbright air | O |
And the stars that watch blind earth in the deep night swim | B2 |
Laugh saying What God is your God that ye call on him | B2 |
What is man that the God who is guide of our way should care | O |
If day for a man be golden or night be grim | B2 |
But thou dost thou hear Stars too but abide for a span | D |
Gods too but endure for a season but thou if thou be | U |
God more than shadows conceived and adored of man | D |
Kind Gods and fierce that bound him or made him free | U |
The skies that scorn us are less in thy sight than we | U |
Whose souls have strength to conceive and perceive thee Pan | D |
With sense more subtle than senses that hear and see | U |
Yet may not it say though it seek thee and think to find | H |
One soul of sense in the fire and the frost bound clod | H |
What heart is this what spirit alive or blind | H |
That moves thee only we know that the ways we trod | H |
We tread with hands unguided with feet unshod | H |
With eyes unlightened and yet if with steadfast mind | H |
Perchance may we find thee and know thee at last for God | H |
Yet then should God be dark as the dawn is bright | H |
And bright as the night is dark on the world no more | O |
Light slays not darkness and darkness absorbs not light | H |
And the labour of evil and good from the years of yore | O |
Is even as the labour of waves on a sunless shore | O |
And he who is first and last who is depth and height | H |
Keeps silence now as the sun when the woods wax hoar | O |
The dark dumb godhead innate in the fair world's life | C2 |
Imbues the rapture of dawn and of noon with dread | H |
Infects the peace of the star shod night with strife | C2 |
Informs with terror the sorrow that guards the dead | H |
No service of bended knee or of humbled head | H |
May soothe or subdue the God who has change to wife | C2 |
And life with death is as morning with evening wed | H |
And yet if the light and the life in the light that here | O |
Seem soft and splendid and fervid as sleep may seem | I |
Be more than the shine of a smile or the flash of a tear | O |
Sleep change and death are less than a spell struck dream | I |
And fear than the fall of a leaf on a starlit stream | I |
And yet if the hope that hath said it absorb not fear | O |
What helps it man that the stars and the waters gleam | I |
What helps it man that the noon be indeed intense | K |
The night be indeed worth worship Fear and pain | D2 |
Were lords and masters yet of the secret sense | K |
Which now dares deem not that light is as darkness fain | D2 |
Though dark dreams be to declare it crying in vain | D2 |
For whence thou God of the light and the darkness whence | K |
Dawns now this vision that bids not the sunbeams wane | D2 |
What light what shadow diviner than dawn or night | H |
Draws near makes pause and again or I dream draws near | O |
More soft than shadow more strong than the strong sun's light | H |
More pure than moonbeams yea but the rays run sheer | O |
As fire from the sun through the dusk of the pinewood clear | O |
And constant yea but the shadow itself is bright | H |
That the light clothes round with love that is one with fear | O |
Above and behind it the noon and the woodland lie | Y |
Terrible radiant with mystery superb and subdued | H |
Triumphant in silence and hardly the sacred sky | Y |
Seems free from the tyrannous weight of the dumb fierce mood | H |
Which rules as with fire and invasion of beams that brood | H |
The breathless rapture of earth till its hour pass by | Y |
And leave her spirit released and her peace renewed | H |
I sleep not never in sleep has a man beholden | E2 |
This From the shadow that trembles and yearns with light | H |
Suppressed and elate and reluctant obscure and golden | E2 |
As water kindled with presage of dawn or night | H |
A form a face a wonder to sense and sight | H |
Grows great as the moon through the month and her eyes embolden | E2 |
Fear till it change to desire and desire to delight | H |
I sleep not sleep would die of a dream so strange | F2 |
A dream so sweet would die as a rainbow dies | K |
As a sunbow laughs and is lost on the waves that range | F2 |
And reck not of light that flickers or spray that flies | K |
But the sun withdraws not the woodland shrinks not or sighs | K |
No sweet thing sickens with sense or with fear of change | F2 |
Light wounds not darkness blinds not my steadfast eyes | K |
Only the soul in my sense that receives the soul | Y |
Whence now my spirit is kindled with breathless bliss | K |
Knows well if the light that wounds it with love makes whole | Y |
If hopes that carol be louder than fears that hiss | K |
If truth be spoken of flowers and of waves that kiss | K |
Of clouds and stars that contend for a sunbright goal | Y |
And yet may I dream that I dream not indeed of this | K |
An earth born dreamer constrained by the bonds of birth | G2 |
Held fast by the flesh compelled by his veins that beat | H |
And kindle to rapture or wrath to desire or to mirth | G2 |
May hear not surely the fall of immortal feet | H |
May feel not surely if heaven upon earth be sweet | H |
And here is my sense fulfilled of the joys of earth | G2 |
Light silence bloom shade murmur of leaves that meet | H |
Bloom fervour and perfume of grasses and flowers aglow | Y |
Breathe and brighten about me the darkness gleams | K |
The sweet light shivers and laughs on the slopes below | Y |
Made soft by leaves that lighten and change like dreams | K |
The silence thrills with the whisper of secret streams | K |
That well from the heart of the woodland these I know | Y |
Earth bore them heaven sustained them with showers and beams | K |
I lean my face to the heather and drink the sun | E2 |
Whose flame lit odour satiates the flowers mine eyes | K |
Close and the goal of delight and of life is one | E2 |
No more I crave of earth or her kindred skies | K |
No more But the joy that springs from them smiles and flies | K |
The sweet work wrought of them surely the good work done | E2 |
If the mind and the face of the season be loveless dies | K |
Thee therefore thee would I come to cleave to cling | H2 |
If haply thy heart be kind and thy gifts be good | H |
Unknown sweet spirit whose vesture is soft in spring | H2 |
In summer splendid in autumn pale as the wood | H |
That shudders and wanes and shrinks as a shamed thing should | H |
In winter bright as the mail of a war worn king | H2 |
Who stands where foes fled far from the face of him stood | H |
My spirit or thine is it breath of thy life or of mine | V |
Which fills my sense with a rapture that casts out fear | O |
Pan's dim frown wanes and his wild eyes brighten as thine | V |
Transformed as night or as day by the kindling year | O |
Earth born or mine eye were withered that sees mine ear | O |
That hears were stricken to death by the sense divine | V |
Earth born I know thee but heaven is about me here | O |
The terror that whispers in darkness and flames in light | H |
The doubt that speaks in the silence of earth and sea | U |
The sense more fearful at noon than in midmost night | H |
Of wrath scarce hushed and of imminent ill to be | U |
Where are they Heaven is as earth and as heaven to me | U |
Earth for the shadows that sundered them here take flight | H |
And nought is all as am I but a dream of thee | U |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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