Dominions Of The Boundary Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KGKG LMNM NNONO NPNP AQNQN GRGR STST UVUV WQWQ GXGX YNYN LNONO ZVZV LGLG NPNP XGXG LA2XA2X GNGN NZNZ LILI LNUNB2 NNNN XIXI C2NC2N NGNG XGX XD2ND2N XXXX XGXG D2ED2E XVXV

The Survival Of The GodsA
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TwilightB
The gods of Nature abdicateC
When man intrudes too farD
The Dryad leaves her woodland stateC
And Jove his thunder carD
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No more Apollo reins the sunE
Or Neptune rides the seaF
The race of Oread is runE
And Pan has ceased to beF
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The formless Winds are roaming throughG
Druidic grove and valeH
Deserted Asgard and MeruG
For Thor and Indra wailH
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Majestic Forms oblivion 'scapeI
As kelpie sylph and gnomeJ
Astarte hides in gentler shapeI
And Vestals hearthless roamJ
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Thrones Dominions Virtues PowersK
Fall from Their Mystic TreeG
And sacrilegious Time devoursK
Each PrincipalityG
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ScepticL
Whatever dramas of the VastM
About our drama playN
Or necromancies from the pastM
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Project their gloom to dayN
We seem to hear the UncreateN
Slowly let this be knownO
That man has fashioned all his fateN
And stands on earth aloneO
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That all he needs was in him storedN
Material and planP
That ne'er was deity adoredN
But first was made by manP
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The Abiding GodsA
But tho' we mumble sceptic sawQ
Or sweet old prayers forgetN
And tho' we dream of Higher LawQ
The gods are living yetN
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For they who will no MonitorG
Save One Unnamed allowR
Allegiance deep to Love or WarG
Or Chance or Wind avowR
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Avow by no mere cult of namesS
No pattering of creedsT
But by the sacrificial flamesS
Of lifelong thoughts and deedsT
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When mediaeval hurricaneU
The gods in exile droveV
'Thrice greatest' Hermes and his trainU
Usurped the seats of JoveV
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Where still their Wisdom rules the spheresW
Of yet uncharted LawQ
By building in our nerves the fearsW
Our sires in Nature sawQ
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In other garments everywhereG
Behold the prophetessX
Clairaudient interpreterG
Clairvoyant PythonessX
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Suburban Delphis for the richY
The Gnosis for the staidN
Perennial by the road the witchY
Of Endor plies her tradeN
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MysticL
All is not daylight in the dayN
Or knowledge in the knownO
The life we are the prayer we prayN
From deep to deep is blownO
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Though Reason claim omniscient worthZ
And lush her dogmas thriveV
Our present home is more than earthZ
Our senses more than fiveV
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And the mystic who sees the star folk throngL
Where we but the noonday blueG
Knows no religion yet was wrongL
And never a myth untrueG
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The wrong road now was the old high wayN
Of young Truth's caravanP
To morrow is not to day to dayN
Or the baby yet a manP
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Though mountain watchmen daily seeX
Horizons widen farG
Dominions of the BoundaryX
Have ever ruled and areG
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HeracleiticL
The lines of godhood all convergeA2
At last to unityX
And the images of all emergeA2
From every god we seeX
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So Hermes here and Venus thereG
Are Memory are FateN
And all are Winds and the Sirens fairG
Mute in the Wisdoms waitN
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All life is a stream and mortals standN
On a heaving and passing earthZ
And the land of gods is a changing landN
As the land that gave it birthZ
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Life is a stream through a gorge we goL
'Tween a deep and a living deepI
Form is the gorge and change is the flowL
And the source and the mouth are sleepI
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HistoricL
Torrential barbarisms needN
Charioteers of PainU
And wise gods sleep when men recedeN
To callow youth againB2
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But in that age long sleep have wanedN
A myriad gods or fledN
Olympic altars are disdainedN
And Gnostic Wisdom deadN
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For what to Vandals or to HunsX
When Rome's red lips were ripeI
Were calm Hellenic Shining OnesX
Or Gnostic ArchetypeI
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Yet Time matured to mellow wineC2
The Roman Gothic mustN
For Mercy and a Maid DivineC2
Subdued the hate and lustN
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Till Hedonist and Stoic holdN
Antique debates anewG
And hither return the virtues oldN
Alas and old vice tooG
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Marooned no more we sail the seaX
Ere sad gods were we knewG
And from Platonic prows decreeX
'The gods are Me are You '-
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Omni BenevolenceX
Yet shaping slowly through the stormD2
And bidding darkness fadeN
Evolving eyes discern a FormD2
No clay creator madeN
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A Symbol Form that mirrors oursX
That is yet is not weX
That seems to hint of Higher PowersX
Than Fate or MemoryX
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That takes the image as we gazeX
Of the Holiest Ones that wereG
For here It looks from Jesus' faceX
And from Mohammed's thereG
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'Tis Moses yea 'tis Krishna's formD2
'Tis fire 'tis star 'tis sunE
A myriad now Its faces swarmD2
Now All and It are OneE
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The Chinese 'Way' one watcher seesX
And one a Brooding DoveV
One Baldur Buddh or SocratesX
But always It is LoveV

Bernard O'dowd



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