Thalassius Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Upon the flowery forefront of the yearA
One wandering by the grey green April seaB
Found on a reach of shingle and shallower sandC
Inlaid with starrier glimmering jewelleryA
Left for the sun's love and the light wind's cheerA
Along the foam flowered strandC
Breeze brightened something nearer sea than landC
Though the last shoreward blossom fringe was nearA
A babe asleep with flower soft face that gleamedD
To sun and seaward as it laughed and dreamedD
Too sure of either love for either's fearA
Albeit so birdlike slight and light it seemedD
Nor man nor mortal child of man but fairA
As even its twin born tenderer spray flowers wereA
That the wind scatters like an Oread's hairA
For when July strewed fire on earth and seaB
The last time ere that yearA
Out of the flame of morn CymothoeE
Beheld one brighter than the sunbright sphereA
Move toward her from its fieriest heart whence trodF
The live sun's very GodF
Across the foam bright water ways that areA
As heavenlier heavens with star for answering starA
And on her eyes and hair and maiden mouthE
Felt a kiss falling fierier than the SouthE
And heard above afarA
A noise of songs and wind enamoured wingsG
And lutes and lyres of milder and mightier stringsG
And round the resonant radiance of his carA
Where depth is one with heightH
Light heard as music music seen as lightH
And with that second moondawn of the spring'sG
That fosters the first roseI
A sun child whiter than the sunlit snowsI
Was born out of the world of sunless thingsG
That round the round earth flows and ebbs and flowsI
But he that found the sea flower by the seaB
And took to foster like a graft of earthE
Was born of man's most highest and heavenliest birthE
Free born as winds and stars and waves are freeB
A warrior grey with glories more than yearsJ
Though more of years than change the quick to deadK
Had rained their light and darkness on his headK
A singer that in time's and memory's earsJ
Should leave such words to sing as all his peersJ
Might praise with hallowing heat of rapturous tearsL
Till all the days of human flight were fledK
And at his knees his fosterling was fedK
Not with man's wine and breadK
Nor mortal mother milk of hopes and fearsJ
But food of deep memorial days long spedK
For bread with wisdom and with song for wineM
Clear as the full calm's emerald hyalineM
And from his grave glad lips the boy would gatherA
Fine honey of song notes goldener than goldN
More sweet than bees make of the breathing heatherA
That he as glad and boldN
Might drink as they and keep his spirit from coldN
And the boy loved his laurel laden hairA
As his own father's risen on the eastern airA
And that less white brow binding bayleaf bloomO
More than all flowers his father's eyes relumeO
And those high songs he heardP
More than all notes of any landward birdP
More than all sounds less freeB
Than the wind's quiring to the choral seaB
High things the high song taught him how the breathE
Too frail for life may be more strong than deathE
And this poor flash of sense in life that gleamsQ
As a ghost's glory in dreamsQ
More stabile than the world's own heart's root seemsQ
By that strong faith of lordliest love which givesR
To death's own sightless seeming eyes a lightH
Clearer to death's bare bones a verier mightH
Than shines or strikes from any man that livesR
How he that loves life overmuch shall dieS
The dog's death utterlyB
And he that much less loves it than he hatesT
All wrongdoing that is doneM
Anywhere always underneath the sunM
Shall live a mightier life than time's or fate'sT
One fairer thing he shewed him and in mightH
More strong than day and nightH
Whose strengths build up time's towering periodU
Yea one thing stronger and more high than GodF
Which if man had not then should God not beB
And that was LibertyB
And gladly should man die to gain he saidK
Freedom and gladlier having lost lie deadK
For man's earth was not nor the sweet sea wavesT
His nor his own land nor its very gravesT
Except they bred not bore not hid not slavesT
But all of all that isT
Were one man free in body and soul were hisT
And the song softened even as heaven by nightH
Softens from sunnier down to starrier lightH
And with its moonbright breathE
Blessed life for death's sake and for life's sake deathE
Till as the moon's own beam and breath confuseT
In one clear hueless haze of glimmering huesT
The sea's line and the land's line and the sky'sT
And light for love of darkness almost diesT
As darkness only lives for light's dear loveV
Whose hands the web of night is woven ofV
So in that heaven of wondrous words were lifeW
And death brought out of strifeW
Yea by that strong spell of serene increaseT
Brought out of strife to peaceT
And the song lightened as the wind at mornM
Flashes and even with lightning of the windX
Night's thick spun web is thinnedY
And all its weft unwoven and overwornM
Shrinks as might love from scornM
And as when wind and light on water and landC
Leap as twin gods from heavenward hand in handC
And with the sound and splendour of their leapZ
Strike darkness dead and daunt the spirit of sleepZ
And burn it up with fireA
So with the light that lightened from the lyreA
Was all the bright heat in the child's heart stirredP
And blown with blasts of music into flameO
Till even his sense becameO
Fire as the sense that fires the singing birdP
Whose song calls night by nameO
And in the soul within the sense beganM
The manlike passion of a godlike manM
And in the sense within the soul againM
Thoughts that make men of gods and gods of menM
For love the high song taught him love that turnsT
God's heart toward man as man's to Godward loveV
That life and death and life are fashioned ofV
From the first breath that burnsT
Half kindled on the flowerlike yeanling's lipA2
So light and faint that life seems like to slipA2
To that yet weaklier drawnM
When sunset dies of night's devouring dawnM
But the man dying not wholly as all men diesT
If aught be left of his in live men's eyesT
Out of the dawnless dark of death to riseT
If aught of deed or wordP
Be seen for all time or of all time heardP
Love that though body and soul were overthrownM
Should live for love's sake of itself aloneM
Though spirit and flesh were one thing doomed and deadK
Not wholly annihilatedB2
Seeing even the hoariest ash flake that the pyreA
Drops and forgets the thing was once afireA
And gave its heart to feed the pile's full flameO
Till its own heart its own heat overcameO
Outlives its own life though by scarce a spanM
As such men dying outlive themselves in manM
Outlive themselves for ever if the heatC2
Outburn the heart that kindled it the sweetC2
Outlast the flower whose soul it was and flitD2
Forth of the body of itD2
Into some new shape of a strange perfumeO
More potent than its light live spirit of bloomO
How shall not something of that soul reliveE2
That only soul that had such gifts to giveE2
As lighten something even of all men's doomO
Even from the labouring wombO
Even to the seal set on the unopening tombO
And these the loving light of song and loveV
Shall wrap and lap round and impend aboveV
Imperishable and all springs born illumeO
Their sleep with brighter thoughts than wake the doveV
To music when the hillside winds resumeO
The marriage song of heather flower and broomO
And all the joy thereofV
And hate the song too taught him hate of allF2
That brings or holds in thrallF2
Of spirit or flesh free born ere God beganM
The holy body and sacred soul of manM
And wheresoever a curse was or a chainM
A throne for torment or a crown for baneM
Rose moulded out of poor men's molten painM
There said he should man's heaviest hate be setG2
Inexorably to faint not or forgetG2
Till the last warmth bled forth of the last veinM
In flesh that none should call a king's againM
Seeing wolves and dogs and birds that plague strike airA
Leave the last bone of all the carrion bareA
And hope the high song taught him hope whose eyesT
Can sound the seas unsoundable the skiesT
Inaccessible of eyesight that can seeB
What earth beholds not hear what wind and seaB
Hear not and speak what all these crying in oneM
Can speak not to the sunM
For in her sovereign eyelight all things areA
Clear as the closest seen and kindlier starA
That marries morn and even and winter and springH2
With one love's golden ringH2
For she can see the days of man the birthE
Of good and death of evil things on earthE
Inevitable and infinite and sureA
As present pain is or herself is pureA
Yea she can hear and see beyond all thingsT
That lighten from before Time's thunderous wingsT
Through the awful circle of wheel winged periodsT
The tempest of the twilight of all GodsT
And higher than all the circling course they ranM
The sundawn of the spirit that was manM
And fear the song too taught him fear to beB
Worthless the dear love of the wind and seaB
That bred him fearless like a sea mew rearedI2
In rocks of man's foot fearedI2
Where nought of wingless life may sing or shineM
Fear to wax worthless of that heaven he hadJ2
When all the life in all his limbs was gladJ2
And all the drops in all his veins were wineM
And all the pulses music when his heartK2
Singing bade heaven and wind and sea bear partK2
In one live song's reiterance and they boreA
Fear to go crownless of the flower he woreA
When the winds loved him and the waters knewM
The blithest life that clove their blithe life throughM
With living limbs exultant or held strifeW
More amorous than all dalliance aye anewM
With the bright breath and strength of their large lifeW
With all strong wrath of all sheer winds that blewM
All glories of all storms of the air that fellL2
Prone ineluctableL2
With roar from heaven of revel and with hueM
As of a heaven turned hellL2
For when the red blast of their breath had madeM2
All heaven aflush with light more dire than shadeM2
He felt it in his blood and eyes and hairA
Burn as if all the fires of the earth and airA
Had laid strong hold upon his flesh and stungN2
The soul behind it as with serpent's tongueN2
Forked like the loveliest lightnings nor could bearA
But hardly half distraught with strong delightH
The joy that like a garment wrapped him roundO2
And lapped him over and underA
With raiment of great lightH
And rapture of great soundO2
At every loud leap earthward of the thunderA
From heaven's most furthest boundO2
So seemed all heaven in hearing and in sightH
Alive and mad with glory and angry joyP2
That something of its marvellous mirth and mightH
Moved even to madness fledged as even for flightH
The blood and spirit of one but mortal boyP2
So clothed with love and fear that love makes greatQ2
And armed with hope and hateQ2
He set first foot upon the spring flowered waysT
That all feet pass and praiseT
And one dim dawn between the winter and springH2
In the sharp harsh wind harrying heaven and earthE
To put back April that had borne his birthE
From sunward on her sunniest shower struck wingH2
With tears and laughter for the dew dropt thingH2
Slight as indeed a dew drop by the seaB
One met him lovelier than all men may beB
God featured with god's eyes and in their mightH
Somewhat that drew men's own to mar their sightH
Even of all eyes drawn toward him and his mouthE
Was as the very rose of all men's youthE
One rose of all the rose beds in the worldR2
But round his brows the curls were snakes that curledR2
And like his tongue a serpent's and his voiceT
Speaks death and bids rejoiceT
Yet then he spake no word seeming as dumbO
A dumb thing mild and hurtless nor at firstS2
From his bowed eyes seemed any light to comeO
Nor his meek lips for blood or tears to thirstS2
But as one blind and mute in mild sweet wiseT
Pleading for pity of piteous lips and eyesT
He strayed with faint bare lily lovely feetC2
Helpless and flowerlike sweetC2
Nor might man see not having word hereofW
That this of all gods was the great god LoveW
And seeing him lovely and like a little childT2
That wellnigh wept for wonder that it smiledT2
And was so feeble and fearful with soft speechU2
The youth bespake him softly but there fellL2
From the sweet lips no sweet word audibleL2
That ear or thought might reachU2
No sound to make the dim cold silence gladJ2
No breath to thaw the hard harsh air with heatC2
Only the saddest smile of all things sweetC2
Only the sweetest smile of all things sadJ2
And so they went together one green wayV2
Till April dying made free the world for MayV2
And on his guide suddenly Love's face turnedW2
And in his blind eyes burnedW2
Hard light and heat of laughter and like flameO
That opens in a mountain's ravening mouthE
To blear and sear the sunlight from the southE
His mute mouth opened and his first word cameO
'Knowest thou me now by name 'X2
And all his stature waxed immeasurableL2
As of one shadowing heaven and lightening hellL2
And statelier stood he than a tower that standsT
And darkens with its darkness far off sandsT
Whereon the sky leans redK
And with a voice that stilled the winds he saidK
'I am he that was thy lord before thy birthE
I am he that is thy lord till thou turn earthE
I make the night more dark and all the morrowA
Dark as the night whose darkness was my breathE
O fool my name is sorrowA
Thou fool my name is death 'X2
And he that heard spake not and looked right onM
Again and Love was goneM
Through many a night toward many a wearier dayV2
His spirit bore his body down its wayV2
Through many a day toward many a wearier nightH
His soul sustained his sorrows in her sightH
And earth was bitter and heaven and even the seaB
Sorrowful even as heB
And the wind helped not and the sun was dumbO
And with too long strong stress of grief to beB
His heart grew sere and numbO
And one bright eve ere summer in autumn sankY2
At stardawn standing on a grey sea bankY2
He felt the wind fitfully shift and heaveW
As toward a stormier eveW
And all the wan wide sea shuddered and earthE
Shook underfoot as toward some timeless birthE
Intolerable and inevitable and allL2
Heaven darkling trembled like a stricken thrallL2
And far out of the quivering east and farA
From past the moonrise and its guiding starA
Began a noise of tempest and a lightH
That was not of the lightning and a soundO2
Rang with it round and roundO2
That was not of the thunder and a flightH
As of blown clouds by nightH
That was not of them and with songs and criesT
That sang and shrieked their soul out at the skiesT
A shapeless earthly storm of shapes beganM
From all ways round to move in on the manM
Clamorous against him silent and their feetC2
Were as the wind's are fleetC2
And their shrill songs were as wild birds' are sweetC2
And as when all the world of earth was wrongedZ2
And all the host of all men driven afoamO
By the red hand of RomeO
Round some fierce amphitheatre overthrongedZ2
With fair clear faces full of bloodier lustZ2
Than swells and stings the tiger when his moodZ2
Is fieriest after bloodZ2
And drunk with trampling of the murderous mustZ2
That soaks and stains the tortuous close coiled woodZ2
Made monstrous with its myriad mustering broodZ2
Face by fair face panted and gleamed and pressedZ2
And breast by passionate breastZ2
Heaved hot with ravenous rapture as they quaffedZ2
The red ripe full fume of the deep live draughtZ2
The sharp quick reek of keen fresh bloodshed blownM
Through the dense deep drift up to the emperor's throneM
From the under steaming sandsT
With clamour of all applausive throats and handsT
Mingling in mirthful timeO
With shrill blithe mockeries of the lithe limbed mimeO
So from somewhence far forth of the unbeholdenM
Dreadfully driven from over and after and underA
Fierce blown through fifes of brazen blast and goldenM
With sound of chiming waves that drown the thunderA
Or thunder that strikes dumb the sea's own chimesT
Began the bellowing of the bull voiced mimesT
Terrible firs bowed down as briars or palmsT
Even at the breathless blast as of a breezeT
Fulfilled with clamour and clangour and storms of psalmsT
Red hands rent up the roots of old world treesT
Thick flames of torches tossed as tumbling seasT
Made mad the moonless and infuriate airA
That ravening revelled in the riotous hairA
And raiment of the furred BassaridesT
So came all those in on him and his heartZ2
As out of sleep suddenly struck astartZ2
Danced and his flesh took fire of theirs and griefW
Was as a last year's leafW
Blown dead far down the wind's way and he setZ2
His pale mouth to the brightest mouth it metZ2
That laughed for love against his lips and badeZ2
Follow and in following all his blood grew gladZ2
And as again a sea bird's for the windZ2
Took him to bathe him deep round breast and browA
Not as it takes a dead leaf drained and thinnedZ2
But as the brightest bay flower blown on boughA
Set springing toward it singing and they rodeZ2
By many a vine leafed many a rose hung roadZ2
Exalt with exultation many a nightZ2
Set all its stars upon them as for spiesT
On many a moon bewildering mountain heightZ2
Where he rode only by the fierier lightZ2
Of his dread lady's hot sweet hungering eyesT
For the moon wandered witless of her wayV2
Spell stricken by strong magic in such wiseT
As wizards use to set the stars astrayV2
And in his ears the music that makes madZ2
Beat always and what way the music badeZ2
That alway rode he nor was any sleepZ
His nor from height nor deepZ
But heaven was as red iron slumberlessT
And had no heart to blessT
And earth lay sere and darkling as distraughtZ2
And help in her was noughtZ2
Then many a midnight many a morn and evenM
His mother passing forth of her fair heavenM
With goodlier gifts than all save gods can giveW
From earth or from the heaven where sea things liveW
With shine of sea flowers through the bay leaf braidZ2
Woven for a crown her foam white hands had madeZ2
To crown him with land's laurel and sea dewZ2
Sought the sea bird that was her boy but heB
Sat panther throned beside ErigoneM
Riding the red ways of the revel throughZ2
Midmost of pale mouthed passion's crownless crewZ2
Till on some winter's dawn of some dim yearA
He let the vine bit on the panther's lipA2
Slide and the green rein slipA2
And set his eyes to seaward nor gave earA
If sound from landward hailed him dire or dearA
And passing forth of all those fair fierce ranksT
Back to the grey sea banksT
Against a sea rock lying aslant the steepZ
Fell after many sleepless dreams on sleepZ
And in his sleep the dun green light was shedZ2
Heavily round his headZ2
That through the veil of sea falls fathom deepZ
Blurred like a lamp's that when the night drops deadZ2
Dies and his eyes gat grace of sleep to seeB
The deep divine dark dayshine of the seaB
Dense water walls and clear dusk water waysT
Broad based or branching as a sea flower spraysT
That side or this dividing and anewZ2
The glory of all her glories that he knewZ2
And in sharp rapture of recovering tearsT
He woke on fire with yearnings of old yearsT
Pure as one purged of pain that passion boreA
Ill child of bitter mother for his ownM
Looked laughing toward him from her midsea throneM
Up toward him there ashoreA
Thence in his heart the great same joy beganM
Of child that made him manM
And turned again from all hearts else on questZ2
He communed with his own heart and had restZ2
And like sea winds upon loud waters ranM
His days and dreams together till the joyP2
Burned in him of the boyP2
Till the earth's great comfort and the sweet sea's breathE
Breathed and blew life in where was heartless deathE
Death spirit stricken of soul sick days where strifeW
Of thought and flesh made mock of death and lifeW
And grace returned upon him of his birthE
Where heaven was mixed with heavenlike sea and earthE
And song shot forth strong wings that took the sunM
From inward fledged with might of sorrow and mirthE
And father's fire made mortal in his sonM
Nor was not spirit of strength in blast and breezeT
To exalt again the sun's child and the sea'sT
For as wild mares in Thessaly grow greatZ2
With child of ravishing winds that violateZ2
Their leaping length of limb with manes like fireA
And eyes outburning heaven'sT
With fires more violent than the lightning levin'sT
And breath drained out and desperate of desireA
Even so the spirit in him when winds grew strongA3
Grew great with child of songA3
Nor less than when his veins first leapt for joyP2
To draw delight in such as burns a boyP2
Now too the soul of all his senses feltZ2
The passionate pride of deep sea pulses dealtZ2
Through nerve and jubilant veinM
As from the love and largess of old timeO
And with his heart againM
The tidal throb of all the tides keep rhymeO
And charm him from his own soul's separate senseT
With infinite and invasive influenceT
That made strength sweet in him and sweetness strongA3
Being now no more a singer but a songA3
Till one clear day when brighter sea wind blewZ2
And louder sea shine lightened for the wavesT
Were full of godhead and the light that savesT
His father's and their spirit had pierced him throughZ2
He felt strange breath and light all round him shedZ2
That bowed him down with rapture and he knewZ2
His father's hand hallowing his humbled headZ2
And the old great voice of the old good time that saidZ2
Child of my sunlight and the sea from birthE
A fosterling and fugitive on earthE
Sleepless of soul as wind or wave or fireA
A manchild with an ungrown God's desireA
Because thou hast loved nought mortal more than meB
Thy father and thy mother hearted seaB
Because thou hast set thine heart to sing and soldZ2
Life and life's love for song God's living goldZ2
Because thou hast given thy flower and fire of youthE
To feed men's hearts with visions truer than truthE
Because thou hast kept in those world wandering eyesT
The light that makes me music of the skiesT
Because thou hast heard with world unwearied earsT
The music that puts light into the spheresT
Have therefore in thine heart and in thy mouthE
The sound of song that mingles north and southE
The song of all the winds that sing of meB
And in thy soul the sense of all the seaB

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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