Epicede Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCBCBDEDEDEDEDDDD DDDDDFDGDFDFFEFEFEFE HIHIHIHJKLKLKLKL

As a vesture shalt thou change them said the prophetA
And the raiment that was flesh is turned to dustB
Dust and flesh and dust again the likeness of itC
And the fine gold woven and worn of youth is rustB
Hours that wax and wane salute the shade and scoff itC
That it knows not aught it doth nor aught it mustB
Day by day the speeding soul makes haste to doff itC
Night by night the pride of life resigns its trustB
Sleep whose silent notes of song loud life's derange notD
Takes the trust in hand awhile as angels mayE
Joy with wings that rest not grief with wings that range notD
Guard the gates of sleep and waking gold or greyE
Joys that joys estrange and griefs that griefs estrange notD
Day that yearns for night and night that yearns for dayE
As a vesture shalt thou change them and they change notD
Seeing that change may never change or pass awayE
Life of death makes question What art thou that changestD
What am I that fear should trust or faith should doubtD
I that lighten thou that darkenest and estrangestD
Is it night or day that girds us round aboutD
Light and darkness on the ways wherein thou rangestD
Seem as one and beams as clouds they put to routD
Strange is hope but fear of all things born were strangestD
Seeing that none may strive with change to cast it outD
Change alone stands fast thou sayest O death I know notD
What art thou my brother death that thou shouldst knowF
Men may reap no fruits of fields wherein they sow notD
Hope or fear is all the seed we have to sowG
Winter seals the sacred springs up that they flow notD
Wind and sun and change unbind them and they flowF
Am I thou or art thou I The years that show notD
Pass and leave no sign when time shall be to showF
Hope makes suit to faith lest fear give ear to sorrowF
Doubt strews dust upon his head and goes his wayE
All the golden hope that life of death would borrowF
How if death require again may life repayE
Earth endures no darkness whence no light yearns thoroughF
God in man as light in darkness lives they sayE
Yet would midnight take assurance of the morrowF
Who shall pledge the faith or seal the bond of dayE
Darkness mute or loud with music or with mourningH
Starry darkness winged with wind or clothed with calmI
Dreams no dream of grief or fear or wrath or warningH
Bears no sign of race or goal or strife or palmI
Word of blessing word of mocking or of scorningH
Knows it none nor whence its breath sheds blight or balmI
Yet a little while and hark the psalm of morningH
Yet a little while and silence takes the psalmJ
All the comfort all the worship all the wonderK
All the light of love that darkness holds in feeL
All the song that silence keeps or keeps not underK
Night the soul that knows gives thanks for all to theeL
Far beyond the gates that morning strikes in sunderK
Hopes that grief makes holy dreams that fear sets freeL
Far above the throne of thought the lair of thunderK
Silent shines the word whose utterance fills the seaL

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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