The Undying One- Canto Iii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCCCDDEECCFG HIJJKKLLMMNNOOPPCC QQRRSS ATATEECCUUCCVVWXYYZZ A2B2C2C2D2E2 MMF2F2G2G2H2H2CCI2I2 PPCCCCJ2IK2K2L2L2KK Q CCM2M2N2N2A2B2OOCCPP O2O2P2P2QQC2Q2YY R2R2CCCCH2H2J2ILLI2I 2C2C2MM CCP2P2MM UUP2I2N2N2PS2CCP2P2P 2P2T2T2PPU2U2H2H2CCO O I2I2V2V2CCI2I2CCU2'THERE is a sound the autumn wind doth make | A |
Howling and moaning listlessly and low | B |
Methinks that to a heart that ought to break | A |
All the earth's voices seem to murmur so | B |
The visions that crost | C |
Our path in light | C |
The things that we lost | C |
In the dim dark night | C |
The faces for which we vainly yearn | D |
The voices whose tones will not return | D |
That low sad wailing breeze doth bring | E |
Borne on its swift and rushing wing | E |
Have ye sat alone when that wind was loud | C |
And the moon shone dim from the wintry cloud | C |
When the fire was quench'd on your lonely hearth | F |
And the voices were still which spoke of mirth | G |
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If such an evening tho' but one | H |
It hath been yours to spend alone | I |
Never though years may roll along | J |
Cheer'd by the merry dance and song | J |
Though you mark'd not that bleak wind's sound before | K |
When louder perchance it used to roar | K |
Never shall sound of that wintry gale | L |
Be aught to you but a voice of wail | L |
So o'er the careless heart and eye | M |
The storms of the world go sweeping by | M |
But oh when once we have learn'd to weep | N |
Well doth sorrow his stern watch keep | N |
Let one of our airy joys decay | O |
Let one of our blossoms fade away | O |
And all the griefs that others share | P |
Seem ours as well as theirs to bear | P |
And the sound of wail like that rushing wind | C |
Shall bring all our own deep woe to mind | C |
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'I went through the world but I paused not now | Q |
At the gladsome heart and the joyous brow | Q |
I went through the world and I stay'd to mark | R |
Where the heart was sore and the spirit dark | R |
And the grief of others though sad to see | S |
Was fraught with a demon's joy to me | S |
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'I saw the inconstant lover come to take | A |
Farewell of her he loved in better days | T |
And coldly careless watch the heart strings break | A |
Which beat so fondly at his words of praise | T |
She was a faded painted guilt bow'd thing | E |
Seeking to mock the hues of early spring | E |
When misery and years had done their worst | C |
To wither her away The big tears burst | C |
From out her flashing eyes which turn'd on him | U |
With agony reproach and fear while dim | U |
Each object swam in her uncertain sight | C |
And nature's glories took the hue of night | C |
There was in spite of all her passion's storm | V |
A wild revolting beauty in her form | V |
A beauty as of sin when first she comes | W |
To tempt us from our calm and pleasant homes | X |
Her voice with the appealing tone it took | Y |
Her soft clear voice belied her fearless look | Y |
And woman's tenderness seem'd still to dwell | Z |
In that full bosom's agonizing swell | Z |
And he stood there the worshipp'd one of years | A2 |
Sick of her fondness angry at her tears | B2 |
Choking the loathing words which rose within | C2 |
The heart whose passion tempted her to sin | C2 |
While with a strange sad smile lost hours she mourns | D2 |
And prays and weeps and weeps and prays by turns | E2 |
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A moment yet he paused and sigh'd a sigh | M |
Of deep deep bitterness and on his eye | M |
Love's gentle shadow rested for a space | F2 |
And faded feelings brighten'd o'er his face | F2 |
'Twas but a moment and he turn'd in wrath | G2 |
To quench the sunshine on her lonely path | G2 |
And his lip curl'd as on that alter'd cheek | H2 |
His cold glance rested while all faint and weak | H2 |
With tearful sad imploring gaze she stood | C |
Watching with trembling heart his changeful mood | C |
Her thin lips parted with a ghastly smile | I2 |
She strove to please yet felt she fail'd the while | I2 |
And thus his words burst forth ' And dost thou dare | P |
Reproach me with the burden of thy care | P |
Accuse thy self will'd heart where passion reign'd | C |
Some other hand the lily might have stain'd | C |
For thou didst listen when none else approved | C |
Proud in thy strength and eager to be loved | C |
Rose of the morning how thy leaves are gone | J2 |
How art thou faded since the sunrise shone | I |
Think not my presence was the cause of all | K2 |
Oh no thy folly would have made thee fall | K2 |
Alike thy woe alike the cause of blame | L2 |
Another tempter but thine act the same | L2 |
And tell me not of all I said or swore | K |
Poor wretch art thou as in the days of yore | K |
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Thing of the wanton heart and faded brow | Q |
Whate'er I said or did I loathe thee now ' | - |
The frozen tears sank back beneath the lid | C |
Whose long black lashes half their sadness hid | C |
And with a calm and stedfast look which spoke | M2 |
Unutterable scorn her spirit woke | M2 |
'And thou art he for whom my young heart gave | N2 |
All hope of pardon on this side the grave | N2 |
For whom I still have struggled on for years | A2 |
Through days of bitterness and nights of tears | B2 |
True I am changed since that bright summer's day | O |
When first from home love lured my steps to stray | O |
And true it is that art hath sought to hide | C |
The work of woe which all my words belied | C |
But for whose sake have I with watchful care | P |
Though sick at heart endeavour'd to be fair | P |
For whom when daylight broke along the skies | O2 |
Have I with fear survey'd my weeping eyes | O2 |
For whom with trembling fingers sought to dress | P2 |
Each woe worn feature with mock loveliness | P2 |
Chased the pale sickness from my darken'd brow | Q |
And strove to listen calm as I do now | Q |
For whom if not for thee Oh had I been | C2 |
Pure as the stainless lily were each scene | Q2 |
Of guilt and passion blotted from that book | Y |
Where weepingly and sad the angels look | Y |
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Did I stand here the calm approved wife | R2 |
Bound to thee by the chain that binds for life | R2 |
Could I have loved thee more The dream is past | C |
I who forsook am lonely at the last | C |
One hour ago the thought that we must part | C |
And part for ever would have broke my heart | C |
But now I cast thee from me Go and seek | H2 |
To pale the roses on a fresher cheek | H2 |
Why lingerest thou Dost fear when thou art gone | J2 |
My woman's heart will wake and live alone | I |
Fear not the specious tongue whose well feign'd tale | L |
Hath lured the dove to leave her native vale | L |
May use its art some other to beguile | I2 |
And the approving world will only smile | I2 |
But she who sins and suffers for that sin | C2 |
Who throws the dangerous die and doth not win | C2 |
Loves once and loves no more ' He glided by | M |
And she turn'd from him with a shuddering sigh | M |
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'I saw the widower mournful stand | C |
Gazing out on the sea and the land | C |
O'er the yellow corn and the waving trees | P2 |
And the blue stream rippling in the breeze | P2 |
Oh beautiful seem the earth and sky | M |
Why doth he heave that bitter sigh | M |
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Vain are the sunshine and brightness to him | U |
His heart is heavy his eyes are dim | U |
His thoughts are not with the moaning sea | P2 |
Though his gaze be fix'd on it vacantly | I2 |
His thoughts are far where the dark boughs wave | N2 |
O'er the silent rest of his Mary's grave | N2 |
He starts and brushes away the tear | P |
For the soft small voices are in his ear | S2 |
Of the bright hair'd angels his Mary left | C |
To comfort her lonely and long bereft | C |
With a gush of sorrow he turns to press | P2 |
His little ones close with a fond caress | P2 |
And they sigh oh not because Mary sleeps | P2 |
For she is forgotten but that HE weeps | P2 |
Yes she is forgotten the patient love | T2 |
The tenderness of that meek eyed dove | T2 |
The voice that rose on the evening air | P |
To bid them kneel to the God of prayer | P |
The joyous tones that greeted them when | U2 |
After a while she came again | U2 |
The pressure soft of her rose leaf cheek | H2 |
The touch of her hand as white and weak | H2 |
She laid it low on each shining head | C |
And bless'd the sons of the early dead | C |
All is forgotten all past away | O |
Like the fading close of a summer's day | O |
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Or the sound of her voice though they scarce can tell | I2 |
Whose voice it was that they loved so well | I2 |
Comes with their laughter a short sweet dream | V2 |
As the breeze blows over the gentle stream | V2 |
Rippling a moment its quiet breast | C |
And leaving it then to its sunny rest | C |
But he oh deep in his inmost soul | I2 |
Which hath drunk to the dregs of sorrow's bowl | I2 |
Her look and her smile the lightest word | C |
Of the musical voice he so often heard | C |
And n | U2 |
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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