Builders Of Ruins Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABA CDCEC FGFGF HIHIH AGAJA KGKGK FCFCF ICLCI MGMGM NFNFF FFFFF OFOFOWe build with strength and deep tower wall | A |
That shall be shattered thus and thus | B |
And fair and great are court and hall | A |
But how fair this is not for us | B |
Who know the lack that lurks in all | A |
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We know we know how all too bright | C |
The hues are that our painting wears | D |
And how the marble gleams too white | C |
We speak in unknown tongues the years | E |
Interpret everything aright | C |
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And crown with weeds our pride of towers | F |
And warm our marble through with sun | G |
And break our pavements through with flowers | F |
With an Amen when all is done | G |
Knowing these perfect things of ours | F |
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O days we ponder left alone | H |
Like children in their lonely hour | I |
And in our secrets keep your own | H |
As seeds the color of the flower | I |
To day they are not all unknown | H |
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The stars that 'twixt the rise and fall | A |
Like relic seers shall one by one | G |
Stand musing o'er our empty hall | A |
And setting moons shall brood upon | J |
The frscoes of our inward wall | A |
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And when some midsummer shall be | K |
Hither shall come some little one | G |
Dusty with bloom of flowers is he | K |
Sit on a ruin i' the late long sun | G |
And think one foot upon his knee | K |
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And where they wrought these lives of ours | F |
So many worded many souled | C |
A north west wind will take the towers | F |
And dark with color sunny and cold | C |
Will range alone among the flowers | F |
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And here or there at our desire | I |
The little clamorous owl shall sit | C |
Through her still time and we aspire | L |
To make a law and know not it | C |
Unto the life of a wild briar | I |
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Our purpose is distinct and dear | M |
Though from our open eyes 'tis hidden | G |
Thou time to come shall make it clear | M |
Undoing our work we are children chidden | G |
With pity and smiles of many a year | M |
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We shall allot the praise and guess | N |
What part is yours and what is ours | F |
O years that certainly will bless | N |
Our flowers with fruits our seeds with flowers | F |
With ruin all our perfectness | F |
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Be patient Time of our delays | F |
Too happy hopes and wasted fears | F |
Our faithful ways our wilful ways | F |
Solace our labors O our seers | F |
The seasons and our bards the days | F |
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And make our pause and silence brim | O |
With the shrill children's play and sweets | F |
Of those pathetic flowers and dim | O |
Of those eternal flowers my Keats | F |
Dying felt growing over him | O |
Alice Meynell
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