A Dream In June Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACA DEFEFED GHHGHHIJIJ KLMLHHNON OPHQHDGRF SJSJTUVVNVN WXXXYYZZA2XXXA2X XDXDDOOXJB2B2XJ XXC2XC2FHDHF XC2XC2IIZIJJNJNZJ XZDXZDXOOXEEEZZE EEDXXEEEE SSXXD2D2E2E2XX ESSEXDXXXD

In twilight of the longest dayA
I lingered over LucianB
Till ere the dawn a dreamy wayA
My spirit found untrod of manC
Between the green sky and the greyA
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Amid the soft dusk suddenlyD
More light than air I seemed to sailE
Afloat upon the ocean skyF
While through the faint blue clear and paleE
I saw the mountain clouds go byF
My barque had thought for helm and sailE
And one mist wreath for canopyD
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Like torches on a marble floorG
Reflected so the wild stars shoneH
Within the abysmal hyalineH
Till the day widened more and moreG
And sank to sunset and was goneH
And then as burning beacons shineH
On summits of a mountain isleI
A light to folk on sea that fareJ
So the sky's beacons for a whileI
Burned in these islands of the airJ
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Then from a starry island setK
Where one swift tide of wind there flowsL
Came scent of lily and violetM
Narcissus hyacinth and roseL
Laurel and myrtle buds and vineH
So delicate is the air and fineH
And forests of all fragrant treesN
Sloped seaward from the central hillO
And ever clamorous were theseN
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With singing of glad birds and stillO
Such music came as in the woodsP
Most lonely consecrate to PanH
The Wind makes in his many moodsQ
Upon the pipes some shepherd ManH
Hangs up in thanks for victoryD
On these shall mortals play no moreG
But the Wind doth touch them over and o'erR
And the Wind's breath in the reeds will sighF
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Between the daylight and the darkS
That island lies in silver airJ
And suddenly my magic barqueS
Wheeled and ran in and grounded thereJ
And by me stood the sentinelT
Of them who in the island dwellU
All smiling did he bind my handsV
With rushes green and rosy bandsV
They have no harsher bonds than theseN
The people of the pleasant landsV
Within the wash of the airy seasN
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Then was I to their city ledW
Now all of ivory and goldX
The great walls were that garlandedX
The temples in their shining foldX
Each fane of beryl built and eachY
Girt with its grove of shadowy beechY
And all about the town and throughZ
There flowed a River fed with dewZ
As sweet as roses and as clearA2
As mountain crystals pure and coldX
And with his waves that water kissedX
The gleaming altars of amethystX
That smoke with victims all the yearA2
And sacred are to the Gods of oldX
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There sat three Judges by the GateX
And I was led before the ThreeD
And they but looked on me and straightX
The rosy bonds fell down from meD
Who being innocent was freeD
And I might wander at my willO
About that City on the hillO
Among the happy people cladX
In purple weeds of woven airJ
Hued like the webs that Twilight weavesB2
At shut of languid summer evesB2
So light their raiment seemed and gladX
Was every face I looked on thereJ
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There was no heavy heat no coldX
The dwellers there wax never oldX
Nor wither with the waning timeC2
But each man keeps that age he hadX
When first he won the fairy climeC2
The Night falls never from on highF
Nor ever burns the heat of noonH
But such soft light eternallyD
Shines as in silver dawns of JuneH
Before the Sun hath climbed the skyF
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Within these pleasant streets and wideX
The souls of Heroes go and comeC2
Even they that fell on either sideX
Beneath the walls of IliumC2
And sunlike in that shadowy isleI
The face of Helen and her smileI
Makes glad the souls of them that knewZ
Grief for her sake a little whileI
And all true Greeks and wise are thereJ
And with his hand upon the hairJ
Of Phaedo saw I SocratesN
About him many youths and fairJ
Hylas Narcissus and with theseN
Him whom the quoit of Phoebus slewZ
By fleet Eurotas unawareJ
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All these their mirth and pleasure madeX
Within the plain ElysianZ
The fairest meadow that may beD
With all green fragrant trees for shadeX
And every scented wind to fanZ
And sweetest flowers to strew the leaD
The soft Winds are their servants fleetX
To fetch them every fruit at willO
And water from the river chillO
And every bird that singeth sweetX
Throstle and merle and nightingaleE
Brings blossoms from the dewy valeE
Lily and rose and asphodelE
With these doth each guest twine his crownZ
And wreathe his cup and lay him downZ
Beside some friend he loveth wellE
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There with the shining Souls I layE
When lo a Voice that seemed to sayE
In far off haunts of MemoryD
Whoso death taste the Dead Men's breadX
Shall dwell for ever with these DeadX
Nor ever shall his body lieE
Beside his friends on the grey hillE
Where rains weep and the curlews shrillE
And the brown water wanders byE
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Then did a new soul in me wakeS
The dead men's bread I feared to breakS
Their fruit I would not taste indeedX
Were it but a pomegranate seedX
Nay not with these I made my choiceD2
To dwell for ever and rejoiceD2
For otherwhere the River rollsE2
That girds the home of Christian soulsE2
And these my whole heart seeks are foundX
On otherwise enchanted groundX
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Even so I put the cup awayE
The vision wavered dimmed and brokeS
And nowise sorrowing I wokeS
While grey among the ruins greyE
Chill through the dwellings of the deadX
The Dawn crept o'er the Northern seaD
Then in a moment flushed to redX
Flushed all the broken minster oldX
And turned the shattered stones to goldX
And wakened half the world with meD

Andrew Lang



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