Ilicet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DDEFFG CHIDDJ FFKFFK LLMCCM NOPLLP FFQJJR AASKKT HCJFFJ JJSDDS HCUFFU FFVCHV WWJFFJ JJBFFB DDRNNR FFXYYX FFZFFA2 FFYDDY FFB2C2C2B2 D2D2FFFF LLFLLF FFE2FFF2 D2G2JLLJ FFRC2C2R| THERE is an end of joy and sorrow | A |
| Peace all day long all night all morrow | A |
| But never a time to laugh or weep | B |
| The end is come of pleasant places | C |
| The end of tender words and faces | C |
| The end of all the poppied sleep | B |
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| No place for sound within their hearing | D |
| No room to hope no time for fearing | D |
| No lips to laugh no lids for tears | E |
| The old years have run out all their measure | F |
| No chance of pain no chance of pleasure | F |
| No fragment of the broken years | G |
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| Outside of all the worlds and ages | C |
| There where the fool is as the sage is | H |
| There where the slayer is clean of blood | I |
| No end no passage no beginning | D |
| There where the sinner leaves off sinning | D |
| There where the good man is not good | J |
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| There is not one thing with another | F |
| But Evil saith to Good My brother | F |
| My brother I am one with thee | K |
| They shall not strive nor cry for ever | F |
| No man shall choose between them never | F |
| Shall this thing end and that thing be | K |
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| Wind wherein seas and stars are shaken | L |
| Shall shake them and they shall not waken | L |
| None that has lain down shall arise | M |
| The stones are sealed across their places | C |
| One shadow is shed on all their faces | C |
| One blindness cast on all their eyes | M |
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| Sleep is it sleep perchance that covers | N |
| Each face as each face were his lover s | O |
| Farewell as men that sleep fare well | P |
| The grave s mouth laughs unto derision | L |
| Desire and dread and dream and vision | L |
| Delight of heaven and sorrow of hell | P |
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| No soul shall tell nor lip shall number | F |
| The names and tribes of you that slumber | F |
| No memory no memorial | Q |
| Thou knowest who shall say thou knowest | J |
| There is none highest and none lowest | J |
| An end an end an end of all | R |
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| Good night good sleep good rest from sorrow | A |
| To these that shall not have good morrow | A |
| The gods be gentle to all these | S |
| Nay if death be not how shall they be | K |
| Nay is there help in heaven it may be | K |
| All things and lords of things shall cease | T |
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| The stooped urn filling dips and flashes | H |
| The bronz d brims are deep in ashes | C |
| The pale old lips of death are fed | J |
| Shall this dust gather flesh hereafter | F |
| Shall one shed tears or fall to laughter | F |
| At sight of all these poor old dead | J |
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| Nay as thou wilt these know not of it | J |
| Thine eyes strong weeping shall not profit | J |
| Thy laughter shall not give thee ease | S |
| Cry aloud spare not cease not crying | D |
| Sigh till thou cleave thy sides with sighing | D |
| Thou shalt not raise up one of these | S |
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| Burnt spices flash and burnt wine hisses | H |
| The breathing flame s mouth curls and kisses | C |
| The small dried rows of frankincense | U |
| All round the sad red blossoms smoulder | F |
| Flowers coloured like the fire but colder | F |
| In sign of sweet things taken hence | U |
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| Yea for their sake and in death s favour | F |
| Things of sweet shape and of sweet savour | F |
| We yield them spice and flower and wine | V |
| Yea costlier things than wine or spices | C |
| Whereof none knoweth how great the price is | H |
| And fruit that comes not of the vine | V |
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| From boy s pierced throat and girl s pierced bosom | W |
| Drips reddening round the blood red blossom | W |
| The slow delicious bright soft blood | J |
| Bathing the spices and the pyre | F |
| Bathing the flowers and fallen fire | F |
| Bathing the blossom by the bud | J |
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| Roses whose lips the flame has deadened | J |
| Drink till the lapping leaves are reddened | J |
| And warm wet inner petals weep | B |
| The flower whereof sick sleep gets leisure | F |
| Barren of balm and purple pleasure | F |
| Fumes with no native steam of sleep | B |
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| Why will ye weep what do ye weeping | D |
| For waking folk and people sleeping | D |
| And sands that fill and sands that fall | R |
| The days rose red the poppied hours | N |
| Blood wine and spice and fire and flowers | N |
| There is one end of one and all | R |
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| Shall such an one lend love or borrow | F |
| Shall these be sorry for thy sorrow | F |
| Shall these give thanks for words or breath | X |
| Their hate is as their loving kindness | Y |
| The frontlet of their brows is blindness | Y |
| The armlet of their arms is death | X |
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| Lo for no noise or light of thunder | F |
| Shall these grave clothes be rent in sunder | F |
| He that hath taken shall he give | Z |
| He hath rent them shall he bind together | F |
| He hath bound them shall he break the tether | F |
| He hath slain them shall he bid them live | A2 |
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| A little sorrow a little pleasure | F |
| Fate metes us from the dusty measure | F |
| That holds the date of all of us | Y |
| We are born with travail and strong crying | D |
| And from the birth day to the dying | D |
| The likeness of our life is thus | Y |
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| One girds himself to serve another | F |
| Whose father was the dust whose mother | F |
| The little dead red worm therein | B2 |
| They find no fruit of things they cherish | C2 |
| The goodness of a man shall perish | C2 |
| It shall be one thing with his sin | B2 |
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| In deep wet ways by grey old gardens | D2 |
| Fed with sharp spring the sweet fruit hardens | D2 |
| They know not what fruits wane or grow | F |
| Red summer burns to the utmost ember | F |
| They know not neither can remember | F |
| The old years and flowers they used to know | F |
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| Ah for their sakes so trapped and taken | L |
| For theirs forgotten and forsaken | L |
| Watch sleep not gird thyself with prayer | F |
| Nay where the heart of wrath is broken | L |
| Where long love ends as a thing spoken | L |
| How shall thy crying enter there | F |
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| Though the iron sides of the old world falter | F |
| The likeness of them shall not alter | F |
| For all the rumour of periods | E2 |
| The stars and seasons that come after | F |
| The tears of latter men the laughter | F |
| Of the old unalterable gods | F2 |
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| Far up above the years and nations | D2 |
| The high gods clothed and crowned with patience | G2 |
| Endure through days of deathlike date | J |
| They bear the witness of things hidden | L |
| Before their eyes all life stands chidden | L |
| As they before the eyes of Fate | J |
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| Not for their love shall Fate retire | F |
| Nor they relent for our desire | F |
| Nor the graves open for their call | R |
| The end is more than joy and anguish | C2 |
| Than lives that laugh and lives that languish | C2 |
| The poppied sleep the end of all | R |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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