Laus Mortis Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCADEEDFGGFHIIHJKLJ MNNMOPQO| I bring to thee for love white roses delicate Death | A |
| White lilies of the valley dropping gently tears | B |
| The white camellia the seal of perfect years | C |
| The misty white azalea flickering as a breath | A |
| White flowers I bring and all the flowers I bring for thee | D |
| Discreet and comforting Death for those pale hands of thine | E |
| O hands that I have fled soft hands now laid on mine | E |
| Softer than these white flowers of life thy hands to me | D |
| Most comfortable Death mother of many dreams | F |
| And gatherer of many dreams of men | G |
| Dreams that come desolately flying back again | G |
| With soiled and quivering wings from undiscovered streams | F |
| I have been fearful of thee mother all life long | H |
| For I have loved a warm alluring treacherous bride | I |
| Life and she loved thee not to hold me from thy side | I |
| She closed her arms about my heart to do thee wrong | H |
| O gay and bitter bride of such divine desires | J |
| Too fiercely passionate Life that wast so prodigal | K |
| Of thine eternal moments at the end of all | L |
| Take my forgiveness I have passed through all thy fires | J |
| Nothing can hurt me now and having gained and lost | M |
| All things and having loved and having done with life | N |
| I come back to thy arms mother and now all strife | N |
| Ceases and every homeward flying dream wind tossed | M |
| My soul that looks upon thy face and understands | O |
| My throbbing heart that at thy touch is quieted | P |
| And all that once desired and all desire now dead | Q |
| Are gathered to the peace and twilight of thy hands | O |
Arthur Symons
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