Siste Viator Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCAC DEFGDG BHHIBI JKLMNM OPQDOD RSSIRI TUUVTV AWWXAXWHAT is it that is dead | A |
Somewhere there is a grave and something lies | B |
Cold in the ground and stirs not for my sighs | B |
Nor songs that I can make nor smiles from me | C |
Nor tenderest foolish words that I have said | A |
Something that was has hushed and will not be | C |
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Did it go yesterday | D |
Or did it wane away with the old years | E |
There hath not been farewell nor watchers' tears | F |
Nor hopes nor vain reprieves nor strife with death | G |
Nor lingering in a meted out delay | D |
None closed the eyes nor felt the latest breath | G |
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But be there joyous skies | B |
It is not in their sunshine in the night | H |
It is not in the silence and the light | H |
Of all the silver stars the flowers asleep | I |
Dream no more of it nor their morning eyes | B |
Betray the secrets it has bidden them keep | I |
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Birds that go singing now | J |
Forget it and leave sweetness meaningless | K |
The fitful nightingale that feigns distress | L |
To sing it all away flows on by rote | M |
The seeking lark in very heaven I trow | N |
Shall find no memory to inform her note | M |
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The voices of the shore | O |
Chime not with it for burden in the wood | P |
Where it has soul of the vast solitude | Q |
It hath forsook the stillness dawn and day | D |
And the deep thoughted dusk know it no more | O |
It is no more the freshness of the May | D |
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Joy hath it not for heart | R |
Nor music for its second subtler tongue | S |
Sounding what music's self hath never sung | S |
Nor very Sorrow needs it help her weep | I |
Vanished from everywhere what was a part | R |
Of all and everywhere lost into sleep | I |
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What was it ere it went | T |
Whence had it birth What is its name to call | U |
That gone unmissed has left a want in all | U |
Or shall I cry on Youth in June time still | V |
Or cry on Hope who long since am content | T |
Or Love who hold him ready at my will | V |
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What is it that is dead | A |
Breath of a flower sea freshness on a wind | W |
Oh dearest what is that that we should find | W |
If you and I at length could win it back | X |
What have we lost and know not it hath fled | A |
Heart of my heart could it be love we lack | X |
Augusta Davies Webster
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