'blank Misgivings Of A Creature Moving About In Worlds Not Realised.' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Here am I yet another twelvemonth spentB
One third departed of the mortal spanC
Carrying on the child into the manC
Nothing into reality Sails rentB
And rudder broken reason impotentD
Affections all unfixed so forth I fareE
On the mid seas unheedingly so dareE
To do and to be done by well contentB
So was it from the first so is it yetF
Yea the first kiss that by these lips was setF
On any human lips methinks was sinG
Sin cowardice and falsehood for the willH
Into a deed e'en then advanced whereinG
God unidentified was thought of stillH
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IIA
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Though to the vilest things beneath the moonI
For poor Ease' sake I give away my heartJ
And for the moment's sympathy let partJ
My sight and sense of truth Thy precious boonI
My painful earnings lost all lost as soonI
Almost as gained and though aside I startJ
Belie Thee daily hourly still Thou artJ
Art surely as in heaven the sun at noonI
How much so e'er I sin whate'er I doK
Of evil still the sky above is blueK
The stars look down in beauty as beforeL
It is enough to walk as best we mayM
To walk and sighing dream of that blest dayM
When ill we cannot quell shall be no moreL
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IIIA
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Well well Heaven bless you all from day to dayM
Forgiveness too or e'er we part from eachN
As I do give it so must I beseechN
I owe all much much more than I can payM
Therefore it is I go how could I stayM
Where every look commits me to fresh debtF
And to pay little I must borrow yet IA
Enough of this already now awayM
With silent woods and hills untenantedF
Let me go commune under thy sweet gloomO
O kind maternal Darkness hide my headF
The day may come I yet may re assumeO
My place and these tired limbs recruited seekP
The task for which I now am all too weakP
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Yes I have lied and so must walk my wayM
Bearing the liar's curse upon my headF
Letting my weak and sickly heart be fedF
On food which does the present craving stayM
But may be clean denied me e'en to dayM
And tho' 'twere certain yet were ought but breadF
Letting for so they say it seems I saidF
And I am all too weak to disobeyM
Therefore for me sweet Nature's scenes reveal notF
Their charm sweet Music greets me and I feel notF
Sweet eyes pass off me uninspired yea moreL
The golden tide of opportunityF
Flows wafting in friendships and better IA
Unseeing listless pace along the shoreL
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VF
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How often sit I poring o'erQ
My strange distorted youthR
Seeking in vain in all my storeL
One feeling based on truthR
Amid the maze of petty life-
A clue whereby to move-
A spot whereon in toil and strife-
To dare to rest and love-
So constant as my heart would beF
So fickle as it mustF
'Twere well for others as for meF
'Twere dry as summer dustF
Excitements come and act and speechN
Flow freely forth but noS
Nor they nor ought beside can reachN
The buried world belowS
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VIA
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Like a childF
In some strange garden left awhile aloneT
I pace about the pathways of the worldF
Plucking light hopes and joys from every stemU
With qualms of vague misgiving in my heartF
That payment at the last will be requiredF
Payment I cannot make or guilt incurredF
And shame to be enduredF
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VIIA
Roused by importunate knocksV
I rose I turned the key and let them inG
First one anon another and at lengthW
In troops they came for how could I who onceX
Had let in one nor looked him in the faceY
Show scruples e'er again So in they cameZ
A noisy band of revellers vain hopesA2
Wild fancies fitful joys and there they sitF
In my heart's holy place and through the nightF
Carouse to leave it when the cold grey dawnB2
Gleams from the East to tell me that the timeC2
For watching and for thought bestowed is goneB2
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VIIIA
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O kind protecting Darkness as a childF
Flies back to bury in its mother's lapD2
His shame and his confusion so to theeF
O Mother Night come I within the foldsE2
Of thy dark robe hide thou me close for IA
So long so heedless with external thingsF2
Have played the liar that whate'er I seeF
E'en these white glimmering curtains yon bright starsG2
Which to the rest rain comfort down for meF
Smiling those smiles which I may not returnH2
Or frowning frowns of fierce triumphant maliceI2
As angry claimants or expectants sureJ2
Of that I promised and may not performK2
Look me in the face O hide me Mother NightF
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IXI2
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Once more the wonted road I treadF
Once more dark heavens above me spreadF
Upon the windy down I standF
My station whence the circling landF
Lies mapped and pictured wide belowS
Such as it was such e'en againL2
Long dreary bank and breadth of plainM2
By hedge or tree unbroken loS
A few grey woods can only showS
How vain their aid and in the senseI2
Of one unaltering impotenceI2
Relieving not meseems enhanceI2
The sovereign dulness of the expanseI2
Yet marks where human hand hath beenG
Bare house unsheltered village spaceI2
Of ploughed and fenceless tilth betweenN2
Such aspect as methinks may beF
In some half settled colonyF
From Nature vindicate the sceneN2
A wide and yet disheartening viewA
A melancholy worldF
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'Tis trueA
Most true and yet like those strange smilesI2
By fervent hope or tender thoughtF
From distant happy regions broughtF
Which upon some sick bed are seenN2
To glorify a pale worn faceI2
With sudden beauty so at whilesI2
Lights have descended hues have beenG
To clothe with half celestial graceI2
The bareness of the desert placeI2
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Since so it is so be it stillH
Could only thou my heart be taughtF
To treasure and in act fulfilH
The lesson which the sight has broughtF
In thine own dull and dreary stateF
To work and patiently to waitF
Little thou think'st in thy despairE
How soon the o'ershaded sun may shineO2
And e'en the dulling clouds combineO2
To bless with lights and hues divineO2
That region desolate and bareE
Those sad and sinful thoughts of thineO2
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Still doth the coward heart complainM2
The hour may come and come in vainM2
The branch that withered lies and deadF
No suns can force to lift its headF
True yet how little thou canst tellH
How much in thee is ill or wellH
Nor for thy neighbour nor for theeF
Be sure was life designed to beF
A draught of dull complacencyF
One Power too is it who doth giveA
The food without us and withinG
The strength that makes it nutritiveA
He bids the dry bones rise and liveA
And e'en in hearts depraved to sinG
Some sudden gracious influenceI2
May give the long lost good againL2
And wake within the dormant senseI2
And love of good for mortal menL2
So but thou strive thou soon shalt seeF
Defeat itself is victoryF
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So be it yet O Good and GreatF
In whom in this bedarkened stateF
I fain am struggling to believeA
Let me not ever cease to grieveA
Nor lose the consciousness of illH
Within me and refusing stillH
To recognise in things aroundF
What cannot truly there be foundF
Let me not feel nor be it trueA
That while each daily task I doA
I still am giving day by dayM
My precious things within awayM
Those thou didst give to keep as thineO2
And casting do whate'er I mayM
My heavenly pearls to earthly swineO2

Arthur Hugh Clough



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