A Dream In June Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACA DEFEFED GHHGHHIJIJ KLMLHHNON OPHQHDGRF SJSJTUVVNVN WXXXYYZZA2XXXA2X XDXDDOOXJB2B2XJ XXC2XC2FHDHF XC2XC2IIZIJJNJNZJ XZDXZDXOOXEEEZZE EEDXXEEEE SSXXD2D2E2E2XX ESSEXDXXXDIn twilight of the longest day | A |
I lingered over Lucian | B |
Till ere the dawn a dreamy way | A |
My spirit found untrod of man | C |
Between the green sky and the grey | A |
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Amid the soft dusk suddenly | D |
More light than air I seemed to sail | E |
Afloat upon the ocean sky | F |
While through the faint blue clear and pale | E |
I saw the mountain clouds go by | F |
My barque had thought for helm and sail | E |
And one mist wreath for canopy | D |
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Like torches on a marble floor | G |
Reflected so the wild stars shone | H |
Within the abysmal hyaline | H |
Till the day widened more and more | G |
And sank to sunset and was gone | H |
And then as burning beacons shine | H |
On summits of a mountain isle | I |
A light to folk on sea that fare | J |
So the sky's beacons for a while | I |
Burned in these islands of the air | J |
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Then from a starry island set | K |
Where one swift tide of wind there flows | L |
Came scent of lily and violet | M |
Narcissus hyacinth and rose | L |
Laurel and myrtle buds and vine | H |
So delicate is the air and fine | H |
And forests of all fragrant trees | N |
Sloped seaward from the central hill | O |
And ever clamorous were these | N |
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With singing of glad birds and still | O |
Such music came as in the woods | P |
Most lonely consecrate to Pan | H |
The Wind makes in his many moods | Q |
Upon the pipes some shepherd Man | H |
Hangs up in thanks for victory | D |
On these shall mortals play no more | G |
But the Wind doth touch them over and o'er | R |
And the Wind's breath in the reeds will sigh | F |
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Between the daylight and the dark | S |
That island lies in silver air | J |
And suddenly my magic barque | S |
Wheeled and ran in and grounded there | J |
And by me stood the sentinel | T |
Of them who in the island dwell | U |
All smiling did he bind my hands | V |
With rushes green and rosy bands | V |
They have no harsher bonds than these | N |
The people of the pleasant lands | V |
Within the wash of the airy seas | N |
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Then was I to their city led | W |
Now all of ivory and gold | X |
The great walls were that garlanded | X |
The temples in their shining fold | X |
Each fane of beryl built and each | Y |
Girt with its grove of shadowy beech | Y |
And all about the town and through | Z |
There flowed a River fed with dew | Z |
As sweet as roses and as clear | A2 |
As mountain crystals pure and cold | X |
And with his waves that water kissed | X |
The gleaming altars of amethyst | X |
That smoke with victims all the year | A2 |
And sacred are to the Gods of old | X |
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There sat three Judges by the Gate | X |
And I was led before the Three | D |
And they but looked on me and straight | X |
The rosy bonds fell down from me | D |
Who being innocent was free | D |
And I might wander at my will | O |
About that City on the hill | O |
Among the happy people clad | X |
In purple weeds of woven air | J |
Hued like the webs that Twilight weaves | B2 |
At shut of languid summer eves | B2 |
So light their raiment seemed and glad | X |
Was every face I looked on there | J |
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There was no heavy heat no cold | X |
The dwellers there wax never old | X |
Nor wither with the waning time | C2 |
But each man keeps that age he had | X |
When first he won the fairy clime | C2 |
The Night falls never from on high | F |
Nor ever burns the heat of noon | H |
But such soft light eternally | D |
Shines as in silver dawns of June | H |
Before the Sun hath climbed the sky | F |
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Within these pleasant streets and wide | X |
The souls of Heroes go and come | C2 |
Even they that fell on either side | X |
Beneath the walls of Ilium | C2 |
And sunlike in that shadowy isle | I |
The face of Helen and her smile | I |
Makes glad the souls of them that knew | Z |
Grief for her sake a little while | I |
And all true Greeks and wise are there | J |
And with his hand upon the hair | J |
Of Phaedo saw I Socrates | N |
About him many youths and fair | J |
Hylas Narcissus and with these | N |
Him whom the quoit of Phoebus slew | Z |
By fleet Eurotas unaware | J |
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All these their mirth and pleasure made | X |
Within the plain Elysian | Z |
The fairest meadow that may be | D |
With all green fragrant trees for shade | X |
And every scented wind to fan | Z |
And sweetest flowers to strew the lea | D |
The soft Winds are their servants fleet | X |
To fetch them every fruit at will | O |
And water from the river chill | O |
And every bird that singeth sweet | X |
Throstle and merle and nightingale | E |
Brings blossoms from the dewy vale | E |
Lily and rose and asphodel | E |
With these doth each guest twine his crown | Z |
And wreathe his cup and lay him down | Z |
Beside some friend he loveth well | E |
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There with the shining Souls I lay | E |
When lo a Voice that seemed to say | E |
In far off haunts of Memory | D |
Whoso death taste the Dead Men's bread | X |
Shall dwell for ever with these Dead | X |
Nor ever shall his body lie | E |
Beside his friends on the grey hill | E |
Where rains weep and the curlews shrill | E |
And the brown water wanders by | E |
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Then did a new soul in me wake | S |
The dead men's bread I feared to break | S |
Their fruit I would not taste indeed | X |
Were it but a pomegranate seed | X |
Nay not with these I made my choice | D2 |
To dwell for ever and rejoice | D2 |
For otherwhere the River rolls | E2 |
That girds the home of Christian souls | E2 |
And these my whole heart seeks are found | X |
On otherwise enchanted ground | X |
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Even so I put the cup away | E |
The vision wavered dimmed and broke | S |
And nowise sorrowing I woke | S |
While grey among the ruins grey | E |
Chill through the dwellings of the dead | X |
The Dawn crept o'er the Northern sea | D |
Then in a moment flushed to red | X |
Flushed all the broken minster old | X |
And turned the shattered stones to gold | X |
And wakened half the world with me | D |
Andrew Lang
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