The Pilgrims Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEECD FGEHIIEJ EEKELLKE MMENOOEN EEIGPPIF CCQRSSQR TTUQCCQQ VVEWSSEW KKQORRQO XXEYZZEY CCXKEEA2K| Who is your lady of love O ye that pass | A |
| Singing and is it for sorrow of that which was | B |
| That ye sing sadly or dream of what shall be | C |
| For gladly at once and sadly it seems ye sing | D |
| Our lady of love by you is unbeholden | E |
| For hands she hath none nor eyes nor lips nor golden | E |
| Treasure of hair nor face nor form but we | C |
| That love we know her more fair than anything | D |
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| Is she a queen having great gifts to give | F |
| Yea these that whoso hath seen her shall not live | G |
| Except he serve her sorrowing with strange pain | E |
| Travail and bloodshedding and bitterer tears | H |
| And when she bids die he shall surely die | I |
| And he shall leave all things under the sky | I |
| And go forth naked under sun and rain | E |
| And work and wait and watch out all his years | J |
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| Hath she on earth no place of habitation | E |
| Age to age calling nation answering nation | E |
| Cries out Where is she and there is none to say | K |
| For if she be not in the spirit of men | E |
| For if in the inward soul she hath no place | L |
| In vain they cry unto her seeking her face | L |
| In vain their mouths make much of her for they | K |
| Cry with vain tongues till the heart lives again | E |
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| O ye that follow and have ye no repentance | M |
| For on your brows is written a mortal sentence | M |
| An hieroglyph of sorrow a fiery sign | E |
| That in your lives ye shall not pause or rest | N |
| Nor have the sure sweet common love nor keep | O |
| Friends and safe days nor joy of life nor sleep | O |
| These have we not who have one thing the divine | E |
| Face and clear eyes of faith and fruitful breast | N |
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| And ye shall die before your thrones be won | E |
| Yea and the changed world and the liberal sun | E |
| Shall move and shine without us and we lie | I |
| Dead but if she too move on earth and live | G |
| But if the old world with all the old irons rent | P |
| Laugh and give thanks shall we be not content | P |
| Nay we shall rather live we shall not die | I |
| Life being so little and death so good to give | F |
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| And these men shall forget you Yea but we | C |
| Shall be a part of the earth and the ancient sea | C |
| And heaven high air august and awful fire | Q |
| And all things good and no man's heart shall beat | R |
| But somewhat in it of our blood once shed | S |
| Shall quiver and quicken as now in us the dead | S |
| Blood of men slain and the old same life's desire | Q |
| Plants in their fiery footprints our fresh feet | R |
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| But ye that might be clothed with all things pleasant | T |
| Ye are foolish that put off the fair soft present | T |
| That clothe yourselves with the cold future air | U |
| When mother and father and tender sister and brother | Q |
| And the old live love that was shall be as ye | C |
| Dust and no fruit of loving life shall be | C |
| She shall be yet who is more than all these were | Q |
| Than sister or wife or father unto us or mother | Q |
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| Is this worth life is this to win for wages | V |
| Lo the dead mouths of the awful grey grown ages | V |
| The venerable in the past that is their prison | E |
| In the outer darkness in the unopening grave | W |
| Laugh knowing how many as ye now say have said | S |
| How many and all are fallen are fallen and dead | S |
| Shall ye dead rise and these dead have not risen | E |
| Not we but she who is tender and swift to save | W |
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| Are ye not weary and faint not by the way | K |
| Seeing night by night devoured of day by day | K |
| Seeing hour by hour consumed in sleepless fire | Q |
| Sleepless and ye too when shall ye too sleep | O |
| We are weary in heart and head in hands and feet | R |
| And surely more than all things sleep were sweet | R |
| Than all things save the inexorable desire | Q |
| Which whoso knoweth shall neither faint nor weep | O |
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| Is this so sweet that one were fain to follow | X |
| Is this so sure where all men's hopes are hollow | X |
| Even this your dream that by much tribulation | E |
| Ye shall make whole flawed hearts and bowed necks straight | Y |
| Nay though our life were blind our death were fruitless | Z |
| Not therefore were the whole world's high hope rootless | Z |
| But man to man nation would turn to nation | E |
| And the old life live and the old great world be great | Y |
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| Pass on then and pass by us and let us be | C |
| For what light think ye after life to see | C |
| And if the world fare better will ye know | X |
| And if man triumph who shall seek you and say | K |
| Enough of light is this for one life's span | E |
| That all men born are mortal but not man | E |
| And we men bring death lives by night to sow | A2 |
| That man may reap and eat and live by day | K |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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