Epilogue To Songs Before Sunrise Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Between the wave ridge and the strand	A
I let you forth in sight of land	A
Songs that with storm crossed wings and eyes	B
Strain eastward till the darkness dies	B
Let signs and beacons fall or stand	A
And stars and balefires set and rise	B
Ye till some lordlier lyric hand	A
Weave the beloved brows their crown	C
At the beloved feet lie down	C
	-
O whatsoever of life or light	D
Love hath to give you what of might	D
Or heart or hope is yours to live	E
I charge you take in trust to give	F
For very love's sake in whose sight	D
Through poise of hours alternative	F
And seasons plumed with light or night	D
Ye live and move and have your breath	G
To sing with on the ridge of death	G
	-
I charge you faint not all night through	H
For love's sake that was breathed on you	H
To be to you as wings and feet	I
For travel and as blood to heat	I
And sense of spirit to renew	H
And bloom of fragrance to keep sweet	I
And fire of purpose to keep true	H
The life if life in such things be	J
That I would give you forth of me	J
	-
Out where the breath of war may bear	K
Out in the rank moist reddened air	K
That sounds and smells of death and hath	L
No light but death's upon its path	L
Seen through the black wind's tangled hair	K
I send you past the wild time's wrath	L
To find his face who bade you bear	K
Fruit of his seed to faith and love	M
That he may take the heart thereof	M
	-
By day or night by sea or street	I
Fly till ye find and clasp his feet	I
And kiss as worshippers who bring	N
Too much love on their lips to sing	N
But with hushed heads accept and greet	I
The presence of some heavenlier thing	N
In the near air so may ye meet	I
His eyes and droop not utterly	J
For shame's sake at the light you see	J
	-
Not utterly struck spiritless	J
For shame's sake and unworthiness	J
Of these poor forceless hands that come	O
Empty these lips that should be dumb	O
This love whose seal can but impress	J
These weak word offerings wearisome	O
Whose blessings have not strength to bless	J
Nor lightnings fire to burn up aught	I
Nor smite with thunders of their thought	I
	-
One thought they have even love one light	I
Truth that keeps clear the sun by night	I
One chord of faith as of a lyre	P
One heat of hope as of a fire	Q
One heart one music and one might	I
One flame one altar and one choir	Q
And one man's living head in sight	I
Who said when all time's sea was foam	R
Let there be Rome and there was Rome	R
	-
As a star set in space for token	S
Like a live word of God's mouth spoken	S
Visible sound light audible	T
In the great darkness thick as hell	U
A stanchless flame of love unsloken	S
A sign to conquer and compel	U
A law to stand in heaven unbroken	S
Whereby the sun shines and wherethrough	Q
Time's eldest empires are made new	S
	-
So rose up on our generations	J
That light of the most ancient nations	J
Law life and light on the world's way	V
The very God of very day	V
The sun god from their star like stations	J
Far down the night in disarray	V
Fled crowned with fires of tribulations	J
The suns of sunless years whose light	I
And life and law were of the night	I
	-
The naked kingdoms quenched and stark	W
Drave with their dead things down the dark	W
Helmless their whole world throne by throne	S
Fell and its whole heart turned to stone	S
Hopeless their hands that touched our ark	W
Withered and lo aloft alone	S
On time's white waters man's one bark	W
Where the red sundawn's open eye	X
Lit the soft gulf of low green sky	X
	-
So for a season piloted	I
It sailed the sunlight and struck red	I
With fire of dawn reverberate	I
The wan face of incumbent fate	I
That paused half pitying overhead	I
And almost had foregone the freight	I
Of those dark hours the next day bred	I
For shame and almost had forsworn	S
Service of night for love of morn	S
	-
Then broke the whole night in one blow	Y
Thundering then all hell with one throe	V
Heaved and brought forth beneath the stroke	Z
Death and all dead things moved and woke	Z
That the dawn's arrows had brought low	Y
At the great sound of night that broke	Z
Thundering and all the old world wide woe	Y
And under night's loud sounding dome	R
Men sought her and she was not Rome	R
	-
Still with blind hands and robes blood wet	I
Night hangs on heaven reluctant yet	I
With black blood dripping from her eyes	J
On the soiled lintels of the skies	J
With brows and lips that thirst and threat	I
Heart sick with fear lest the sun rise	J
And aching with her fires that set	I
And shuddering ere dawn bursts her bars	J
Burns out with all her beaten stars	J
	-
In this black wind of war they fly	X
Now ere that hour be in the sky	X
That brings back hope and memory back	A2
And light and law to lands that lack	A2
That spiritual sweet hour whereby	X
The bloody handed night and black	A2
Shall be cast out of heaven to die	X
Kingdom by kingdom crown by crown	S
The fires of darkness are blown down	S
	-
Yet heavy grievous yet the weight	I
Sits on us of imperfect fate	I
From wounds of other days and deeds	J
Still this day's breathing body bleeds	J
Still kings for fear and slaves for hate	I
Sow lives of men on earth like seeds	J
In the red soil they saturate	I
And we with faces eastward set	I
Stand sightless of the morning yet	I
	-
And many for pure sorrow's sake	B2
Look back and stretch back hands to take	B2
Gifts of night's giving ease and sleep	C2
Flowers of night's grafting strong to steep	C2
The soul in dreams it will not break	B2
Songs of soft hours that sigh and sweep	C2
Its lifted eyelids nigh to wake	B2
With subtle plumes and lulling breath	G
That soothe its weariness to death	G
	-
And many called of hope and pride	I
Fall ere the sunrise from our side	I
Fresh lights and rumours of fresh fames	J
That shift and veer by night like flames	J
Shouts and blown trumpets ghosts that glide	I
Calling and hail them by dead names	J
Fears angers memories dreams divide	I
Spirit from spirit and wear out	I
Strong hearts of men with hope and doubt	I
	-
Till time beget and sorrow bear	V
The soul sick eyeless child despair	V
That comes among us mad and blind	I
With counsels of a broken mind	I
Tales of times dead and woes that were	V
And prophesying against mankind	I
Shakes out the horror of her hair	V
To take the sunlight with its coils	J
And hold the living soul in toils	J
	-
By many ways of death and moods	J
Souls pass into their servitudes	J
Their young wings weaken plume by plume	D2
Drops and their eyelids gather gloom	D2
And close against man's frauds and feuds	J
And their tongues call they know not whom	D2
To help in their vicissitudes	J
For many slaveries are but one	S
Liberty single as the sun	S
	-
One light one law that burns up strife	E2
And one sufficiency of life	E2
Self stablished the sufficing soul	F2
Hears the loud wheels of changes roll	F2
Sees against man man bare the knife	E2
Sees the world severed and is whole	F2
Sees force take dowerless fraud to wife	E2
And fear from fraud's incestuous bed	I
Crawl forth and smite his father dead	I
	-
Sees death made drunk with war sees time	G2
Weave many coloured crime with crime	G2
State overthrown on ruining state	I
And dares not be disconsolate	I
Only the soul hath feet to climb	G2
Only the soul hath room to wait	I
Hath brows and eyes to hold sublime	G2
Above all evil and all good	I
All strength and all decrepitude	I
	-
She only she since earth began	S
The many minded soul of man	S
From one incognizable root	I
That bears such divers coloured fruit	I
Hath ruled for blessing or for ban	S
The flight of seasons and pursuit	I
She regent she republican	S
With wide and equal eyes and wings	J
Broods on things born and dying things	J
	-
Even now for love or doubt of us	J
The hour intense and hazardous	J
Hangs high with pinions vibrating	N
Whereto the light and darkness cling	N
Dividing the dim season thus	J
And shakes from one ambiguous wing	N
Shadow and one is luminous	J
And day falls from it so the past	I
Torments the future to the last	I
	-
And we that cannot hear or see	J
The sounds and lights of liberty	J
The witness of the naked God	I
That treads on burning hours unshod	I
With instant feet unwounded we	J
That can trace only where he trod	I
By fire in heaven or storm at sea	J
Not know the very present whole	F2
And naked nature of the soul	F2
	-
We that see wars and woes and kings	J
And portents of enormous things	J
Empires and agonies and slaves	J
And whole flame of town swallowing graves	J
That hear the harsh hours clap sharp wings	J
Above the roar of ranks like waves	J
From wreck to wreck as the world swings	J
Know but that men there are who see	J
And hear things other far than we	J
	-
By the light sitting on their brows	J
The fire wherewith their presence glows	J
The music falling with their feet	I
The sweet sense of a spirit sweet	I
That with their speech or motion grows	J
And breathes and burns men's hearts with heat	I
By these signs there is none but knows	J
Men who have life and grace to give	F
Men who have seen the soul and live	E
	-
By the strength sleeping in their eyes	J
The lips whereon their sorrow lies	J
Smiling the lines of tears unshed	I
The large divine look of one dead	I
That speaks out of the breathless skies	J
In silence when the light is shed	I
Upon man's soul of memories	J
The supreme look that sets love free	J
The look of stars and of the sea	J
	-
By the strong patient godhead seen	S
Implicit in their mortal mien	S
The conscience of a God held still	H2
And thunders ruled by their own will	H2
And fast bound fires that might burn clean	S
This worldly air that foul things fill	H2
And the afterglow of what has been	S
That passing shows us without word	I
What they have seen what they have heard	I
	-
By all these keen and burning signs	J
The spirit knows them and divines	J
In bonds in banishment in grief	I2
Scoffed at and scourged with unbelief	I2
Foiled with false trusts and thwart designs	J
Stripped of green days and hopes in leaf	I2
Their mere bare body of glory shines	J
Higher and man gazing surelier sees	J
What light what comfort is of these	J
	-
So I now gazing till the sense	J
Being set on fire of confidence	J
Strains itself sunward feels out far	V
Beyond the bright and morning star	V
Beyond the extreme wave's refluence	J
To where the fierce first sunbeams are	V
Whose fire intolerant and intense	J
As birthpangs whence day burns to be	J
Parts breathless heaven from breathing sea	J
	-
I see not know not and am blest	I
Master who know that thou knowest	I
Dear lord and leader at whose hand	I
The first days and the last days stand	I
With scars and crowns on head and breast	I
That fought for love of the sweet land	I
Or shall fight in her latter quest	I
All the days armed and girt and crowned	I
Whose glories ring thy glory round	I
	-
Thou sawest when all the world was blind	I
The light that should be of mankind	I
The very day that was to be	J
And how shalt thou not sometime see	J
Thy city perfect to thy mind	I
Stand face to living face with thee	J
And no miscrowned man's head behind	I
The hearth of man the human home	R
The central flame that shall be Rome	R
	-
As one that ere a June day rise	J
Makes seaward for the dawn and tries	J
The water with delighted limbs	J
That taste the sweet dark sea and swims	J
Right eastward under strengthening skies	J
And sees the gradual rippling rims	J
Of waves whence day breaks blossom wise	J
Take fire ere light peer well above	I2
And laughs from all his heart with love	I2
	-
And softlier swimming with raised head	I
Feels the full flower of morning shed	I
And fluent sunrise round him rolled	I
That laps and laves his body bold	I
With fluctuant heaven in water's stead	I
And urgent through the growing gold	I
Strikes and sees all the spray flash red	I
And his soul takes the sun and yearns	J
For joy wherewith the sea's heart burns	J
	-
So the soul seeking through the dark	W
Heavenward a dove without an ark	W
Transcends the unnavigable sea	J
Of years that wear out memory	J
So calls a sunward singing lark	W
In the ear of souls that should be free	J
So points them toward the sun for mark	W
Who steer not for the stress of waves	J
And seek strange helmsmen and are slaves	J
	-
For if the swimmer's eastward eye	X
Must see no sunrise must put by	X
The hope that lifted him and led	I
Once to have light about his head	I
To see beneath the clear low sky	X
The green foam whitened wave wax red	I
And all the morning's banner fly	X
Then as earth's helpless hopes go down	S
Let earth's self in the dark tides drown	S
	-
Yea if no morning must behold	I
Man other than were they now cold	I
And other deeds than past deeds done	S
Nor any near or far off sun	S
Salute him risen and sunlike souled	I
Free boundless fearless perfect one	S
Let man's world die like worlds of old	I
And here in heaven's sight only be	J
The sole sun on the worldless sea	J

Algernon Charles Swinburne

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