Shakespeare Himself: For The Unveiling Of Mr. Partridge's Statue Of The Poet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDBDEDEFEFGFG DGDHHHIH IJIKLJLHMH NHNOPOHQHRHSHBHHHH THUHUHHHHVHVWVWHW HWHWWWWWWW XWYZXZA2ZA2HA2 HHHHB2HB2BB2C2| The body is no prison where we lie | A |
| Shut out from our true heritage of sun | B |
| It is the wings wherewith the soul may fly | A |
| Save through this flesh so scorned and spat upon | C |
| No ray of light had reached the caverned mind | D |
| No thrill of pleasure through the life had run | B |
| No love of nature or of humankind | D |
| Were it but love of self had stirred the heart | E |
| To its first deed Such freedom as we find | D |
| We find but through its service not apart | E |
| And as an eagle's wings upbear him higher | F |
| Than Andes or Himalaya and chart | E |
| Rivers and seas beneath so our desire | F |
| With more celestial members yet may soar | G |
| Into the space of empyrean fire | F |
| Still bodied but more richly than before | G |
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| The body is the man what lurks behind | D |
| Through it alone unveils itself Therefore | G |
| We are not wrong who seek to keep in mind | D |
| The form and feature of the mighty dead | H |
| So back of all the giving is divined | H |
| The giver back of all things done or said | H |
| The man himself in elemental speech | I |
| Of flesh and bone and sinew utter d | H |
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| This is thy language Sculpture Thine to reach | I |
| Beneath all thoughts all feelings all desires | J |
| To that which thinks and lives and loves and teach | I |
| The world the primal selfhood of its sires | K |
| Its heroes and its lovers and its gods | L |
| So shall Apollo flame in marble fires | J |
| The mien of Zeus suffice before he nods | L |
| So Gautama in ivory dream out | H |
| The calm of Time's untrammelled periods | M |
| So Sigurd's lips be in themselves a shout | H |
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| Mould us our Shakespeare sculptor in the form | N |
| His comrades knew rare Ben and all the rout | H |
| That found the taproom of the Mermaid warm | N |
| With wit and wine and fellowship the face | O |
| Wherein the men he chummed with found a charm | P |
| To make them love him carve for us the grace | O |
| That caught Anne Hathaway in Shottery side | H |
| The hand that clasped Southampton's in the days | Q |
| Ere that dark dame of passion and of pride | H |
| Burned in his heart the brand of her disdain | R |
| The eyes that wept when little Hamnet died | H |
| The lips that learned from Marlowe's and again | S |
| Taught riper lore to Fletcher and the rest | H |
| The presence and demeanor sovereign | B |
| At last at Stratford calm and manifest | H |
| That rested on the seventh day and scanned | H |
| His work and knew it good and left the quest | H |
| And like his own enchanter broke his wand | H |
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| No viewless mind The very shape no less | T |
| He used to speak and smile with move and stand | H |
| God is most God not in his loneliness | U |
| Unfellowed discreationed unrevealed | H |
| Nor thundering on Sinai pitiless | U |
| Nor when the seven vials are unsealed | H |
| But when his spirit companions with our thought | H |
| And in his fellowship our pain is healed | H |
| And we are likest God when we are brought | H |
| Most near to all men Bring us near to him | V |
| The gentle human soul whose calm might wrought | H |
| Imperious Lear and made our eyes grow dim | V |
| For Imogen who though he heard the spheres | W |
| Still choiring to the young eyed cherubim | V |
| Could laugh with Falstaff and his loose compeers | W |
| And love the rascal with the same big heart | H |
| That o'er Cordelia could not stay its tears | W |
| - | |
| For still the man is greater than his art | H |
| And though thy men and women Shakespeare rise | W |
| Like giants in our fancy and depart | H |
| Thyself art more than all their masteries | W |
| Thy wisdom more than Hamlet's questionings | W |
| Or the cold searching of Ulysses' eyes | W |
| Thy mirth more sweet than Benedick's flouts and flings | W |
| Thy smiling dearer than Mercutio's | W |
| Thy dignity past that of all thy kings | W |
| And thy enchantment more than Prospero's | W |
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| For thou couldst not have had Othello's flaw | X |
| Not erred with Brutus greater then than those | W |
| For all their nobleness Oh albeit with awe | Y |
| Leave we the mighty phantoms and draw near | Z |
| The man that fashioned them and gave them law | X |
| The Master Poet found with scarce a peer | Z |
| In all the ages his domain to share | A2 |
| Yet of all singers gentlest and most dear | Z |
| Oh how shall words thy proper praise declare | A2 |
| Divine in thy supreme humanity | H |
| And near as the inevitable air | A2 |
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| So he that wrought this image deemed of thee | H |
| So I thy lover keep thee in my heart | H |
| So may this figure set for men to see | H |
| Where the world passes eager for the mart | H |
| Be as a sudden insight of the soul | B2 |
| That makes a darkness into order start | H |
| And lift thee up for all men fair and whole | B2 |
| Till scholar merchant farmer artisan | B |
| Seeing divine beneath the aureole | B2 |
| The fellow heart and know thee for a man | C2 |
Bliss Carman (william)
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