Songs Of Two Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCBDEFEF A GGHIJHIHKLLJKKKK A KKMMKKNKNK OOPPAAQAQQ RRSS ATAT A UUUUAAAO O KVMVKMWWKKXXXX XXXXA A A X KKTKTKOOYYXXWW X OOZZKMMKKYKKYKK MMMM KA2KA2B2MSMKSK JJKK PC2D2C2 D2D2D2E2E2 KKF2UF2KKUKF2UF2 K KK G2 KH2 TKG2 I2J2J2J2I2 WK2KK2WKL2L2KKM2M2 N2O2N2O2 O2 O2 D2A2D2A2P2A2WA2 UUUUMM M Q2Q2UUM2M2 M2M2| I | A |
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| Last night I dreamed this dream That I was dead | B |
| And as I slept forgot of man and God | C |
| That other dreamless sleep of rest | D |
| I heard a footstep on the sod | C |
| As of one passing overhead | B |
| And lo thou Dear didst touch me on the breast | D |
| Saying What shall I write against thy name | E |
| That men should see | F |
| Then quick the answer came | E |
| I was beloved of thee | F |
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| II | A |
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| Dear Giver of Thyself when at thy side | G |
| I see the path beyond divide | G |
| Where we must walk alone a little space | H |
| I say Now am I strong indeed | I |
| To wait with only memory awhile | J |
| Content until I see thy face | H |
| Yet turn as one in sorest need | I |
| To ask once more thy giving grace | H |
| So at the last | K |
| Of all our partings when the night | L |
| Has hidden from my failing sight | L |
| The comfort of thy smile | J |
| My hand shall seek thine own to hold it fast | K |
| Nor wilt thou think for this the heart ingrate | K |
| Less glad for all its past | K |
| Less strong to bear the utmost of its fate | K |
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| III | A |
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| As once through forest shade I went | K |
| I heard a flower call and bent | K |
| Then strove to go Should love not spare | M |
| Nay Dearest this is love's sweet share | M |
| Of selfishness For which is best | K |
| To die alone or on thy breast | K |
| If thou hast heard my call | N |
| Take fearlessly thou art my guest | K |
| To give is all | N |
| Hush O Love thou casuist | K |
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| IV | - |
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| Ask me not why I only know | O |
| It were thy loss if I could show | O |
| Thee cause as for a lesser thing | P |
| Remember how we searched the spring | P |
| But found no source so clear the sky | A |
| Within its earth bound depths did lie | A |
| Give to thy joy its wings | Q |
| And to thy heart its song nor try | A |
| With questionings | Q |
| The throbbing throat that sings | Q |
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| V | - |
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| For in thy clear and steadfast eyes | R |
| Thine own self wonder deepest lies | R |
| Nor any words that lips can teach | S |
| Are sweeter than their wonder speech | S |
| And when thou givest them to me | - |
| Through dawns of tenderness I see | - |
| As in the water sky | A |
| The sun of certainly appear | T |
| So ask me why | A |
| For then thou knowest Dear | T |
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| VI | A |
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| To give is more than to receive men say | U |
| But thou hast made them one What if some day | U |
| Men bade me render back the gifts I cannot pay | U |
| Since all were undeserved should I obey | U |
| Lo all these years of giving when we try | A |
| To own our thanks we hear the giver cry | A |
| Nay it was thou who givest Dear not I | A |
| If Wisdom smile let Wisdom go | O |
| All things above | - |
| This is the truest that we know because we love | - |
| Not love because we know | O |
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| VII | - |
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| Let it not grieve thee Dear that Love is sad | K |
| Who changeless loveth so the things that change | V |
| The morning in thine eyes the dusk within thy hair | M |
| Were it not strange | V |
| If he were glad | K |
| Who cannot keep thy heart from care | M |
| Or shelter from the whip of pain | W |
| The bosom where his head hath lain | W |
| Poor sentinel that may not guard | K |
| The door that love itself unbarred | K |
| Who in the sweetness | X |
| Of his service knows its incompleteness | X |
| And while he sings | X |
| Of life eternal feels the coldness of Death's wings | X |
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| VIII | - |
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| Stoop with me Dearest to the grass | X |
| One little moment ere we pass | X |
| From out these parched and thirsty lands | X |
| See all these tiny blades are hands | X |
| Stretched supplicating to the sky | A |
| And listen Dearest patiently | - |
| Dost thou not hear them move | - |
| The myriad roots that search and cry | A |
| As hearts do Love | - |
| Feed us or let us die | A |
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| IX | X |
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| Beloved when far up the mountain side | K |
| We found almost at eventide | K |
| Our spring how far we did fear | T |
| Lest it should dare the trackless wood | K |
| And disappear | T |
| And lost all heart when on the crest we stood | K |
| And saw it spent in mist below | O |
| Yet ever surer was its flow | O |
| And ever gathering to its own | Y |
| New springs of which we had not known | Y |
| To fairer meadows | X |
| Swept exultant from the woodland shadows | X |
| And when at last upon the baffling plain | W |
| We thought it scattered like a ravelled skein | W |
| Lo tranquil free | - |
| Its longed for home the wide unfathomable sea | - |
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| X | X |
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| Thy names are like sweet flowers that grow | O |
| Within a garden where I go | O |
| Sometimes at dawn to see each one | Z |
| Life its head proudly in the sun | Z |
| Sometimes at night | K |
| When only by the fragrant air | M |
| I know them there | M |
| And none are grieved or think I slight | K |
| Their worth if closest to my breast | K |
| This one I take which holds within its own | Y |
| Each single fragrance of the rest | K |
| My friend my friend | K |
| And as I loved it first alone | Y |
| So shall I love it to the end | K |
| For none were half so dear were it not best | K |
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| XI | - |
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| My every purpose fashioned by some thought of thee | - |
| Though as a feather's weight that shapes the arrow's flight it be | - |
| No single joy complete in which thou hast no fee | - |
| Though thy share be the star and mine its shadow in the sea | - |
| Thy very pulse my pulse thy every prayer my prayer | M |
| Thy love my blue o'erreaching sky that bounds me everywhere | M |
| Yet free Beloved free for this encircling air | M |
| I cannot leave behind doth but love's boundlessness declare | M |
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| XII | - |
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| Last night the angel of remembrance brought | K |
| Me while I slept think Dear of all his store | A2 |
| Just that one memory I thought | K |
| Banished forever from our door | A2 |
| Thy sob of pain when once I hurt thee sure | B2 |
| Then in my dream I suddenly was ware | M |
| Of God above me saying Reach | S |
| Thy hand to Me in prayer | M |
| And I will give thee pardon yet | K |
| Thou Nay she hath forgiven teach | S |
| Her to forget | K |
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| XIII | - |
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| Love me not Dearest for the smile | J |
| The tender greeting or the wile | J |
| By which unconscious of its road | K |
| My soul seeks thine in its abode | K |
| Nor say I love thee of thine eyes | - |
| For when Death shuts them where thy skies | - |
| But love me for my love | - |
| Then am I safe from all surprise | - |
| And thou above | - |
| The loss of all that dies | - |
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| XIV | - |
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| Dear hands forgiving hands | - |
| There is no speech so sure as thing | P |
| Lips falter with so much | C2 |
| To tell eyes fill with thoughts I scarce divine | D2 |
| But thy least touch | C2 |
| Soul understands | - |
| Dear giving taking hands | - |
| There are no gifts so free as thine | D2 |
| One last gem from the heart of the mine | D2 |
| One last cup from the veins of the vine | D2 |
| From the rose to the wind one last sweet breath | E2 |
| Then poverty and death | E2 |
| But thy dear palms | - |
| Are richest empty asking alms | - |
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| XV | - |
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| A little moment at the end | K |
| Of day left over in the candle light | K |
| On the shore of dreams on the edge of sleep | F2 |
| Too small to throw away | U |
| Too poor to keep | F2 |
| But it holds two words for thee dear Friend | K |
| Good night Good night | K |
| And so this remnant of the day | U |
| Left over in the candle light | K |
| On the shore of dreams on the edge of sleep | F2 |
| Becomes too great to throw away | U |
| Too dear to keep | F2 |
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| XVI | - |
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| Beloved when I read some fine conceit | K |
| Wherein are wrought as in glass | - |
| The features love hath made so sweet | K |
| I marvel at so bold an art | K |
| Seeing thou art too dear to praise | - |
| Upon the highway where men pass | - |
| For when I seek | G2 |
| To tell the ways | - |
| God's hand of tenderness | - |
| Hath touched thine earthly part | K |
| Again I hear | H2 |
| Thy first own cry of happiness | - |
| And sweetest of God's sounds the dear | T |
| Remonstrance of thy giving heart | K |
| And cannot speak | G2 |
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| XVII | - |
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| Across the plain of Time | I2 |
| I saw them marching all night long | J2 |
| The endless throng | J2 |
| Of all who ever dared to fight with wrong | J2 |
| All the blood of their hearts the prime | I2 |
| And crown of their fleeting years | - |
| All the toil of their hands the tears | - |
| Of their eyes the thought of their brain | W |
| For a word from the lips of Truth | K2 |
| For a glimpse of the scroll of Fate | K |
| Ere love and youth | K2 |
| Were spent in vain | W |
| And even truth too late | K |
| Oh when the Silence speaks and the scroll | L2 |
| Unrolls to the eye of the soul | L2 |
| What will it be that shall pay the cost | K |
| Of the pain gone waste and the labor lost | K |
| And then Dear waking I saw you | M2 |
| And knew | M2 |
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| XVIII | - |
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| We thought when Love at last should come | N2 |
| The rose would lose its thorn | O2 |
| And every lip but Joy's be dumb | N2 |
| When Love sweet Love was born | O2 |
| That never tears should start to rise | - |
| No night o'ertake our morn | O2 |
| Nor any guest of grief surprise | - |
| When Love sweet Love was born | O2 |
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| And when he came O Heart of mine | D2 |
| And stood within our door | A2 |
| No joy our dreaming could divine | D2 |
| Was missing from his store | A2 |
| The thorns shall wound our hearts again | P2 |
| But not the fear of yore | A2 |
| for all the guests of grief and pain | W |
| Shall serve him evermore | A2 |
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| XIX | - |
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| Dost thou remember Dear the day | U |
| We met in those bare woods of May | U |
| Each had a secret unconfessed | U |
| Each sound a promise in each nest | U |
| Young wings a tremble for the air | M |
| How we joined hands not knowing where | M |
| The springs that touch set free | - |
| Should find their sea | - |
| Speechless so sure we were to share | M |
| The unknown good to be | - |
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| XX | - |
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| The woods are bare again There are | Q2 |
| No secrets now the bud's a scar | Q2 |
| No promises this is the end | U |
| Ah Dearest I have seen thee bend | U |
| Above thy flowers as one who knew | M2 |
| The dying wood should bloom anew | M2 |
| Come let us sleep Perchance | - |
| God's countenance | - |
| Like thine above thy flowers smiles through | M2 |
| The night upon us two | M2 |
Arthur Sherburne Hardy
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