The Nevers Of Poetry Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIIJ J FKLLEEMANNOOPPEQ OORRRMSSRR TTUU RRBBBBRRRRVV BBBBRRR WWXXRRCC BBVVRR BBYYXX XBZZ BBXXFF BBBBXX VVXXRRXX FFBBRR CCNever say aught in verse or grave or gay | A |
That you in prose would hesitate to say | A |
Never in rhyme pretend to tears unless | B |
True feeling sheds them in unfeigned distress | B |
Or some dream grief with such a mournful strain | C |
As night winds make in pine tops stirs your brain | C |
To shake them dew like o er the flowers that bloom | D |
In the wild dark round Joy s imagined tomb | D |
Or save when doubts that over Love may lower | E |
Like summer clouds break in a sunny shower | E |
Out of your gladdened eyes to freshen all | F |
The bowers of memory with their grateful fall | F |
Never too much affect that polished thing | G |
Once belauded known as point or sting | G |
The highest and the noblest growths of wit | H |
Are never or but seldom touched with it | H |
For of the muse it is not truly born | I |
Unless the apex of some burst of scorn | I |
Or irony or hate all torture torn | I |
Not to increase the passion but to make | J |
The wave full surging on its object break | J |
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Never if you d be readable at all | F |
Aim overmuch at being ethical | K |
Though she should be a teacher still the Muse | L |
To be a mere schoolmistress should refuse | L |
She should instruct us but her methods never | E |
Be academic ones however clever | E |
Her morals like great nature s morals aye | M |
Should work themselves out in an unforced way | A |
And not so patly as to hint the while | N |
At cryptic ingenuities of style | N |
Whate er the theme her ethic lights should shine | O |
Full forth as from a central heat divine | O |
Or heat inherent to the passion wrought | P |
Into the chastened harmony of thought | P |
And not be mere extraneous coals of fire | E |
Blown for the nonce into factitious ire | Q |
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Though sone has oft some beauty most divine | O |
Which well we feel yet cannot well define | O |
Some yearning excellence intense and far | R |
Coming and going like a clouded star | R |
Some awful glory we but half descry | R |
Like a strong sunset in a stormy sky | M |
Yet ne er be murky of set purpose since | S |
You only thereby shall the more evince | S |
That even the Sublime s but then made sure | R |
When like a morning alp it breaks from the obscure | R |
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Never heed whether a line strictly goes | T |
By learned rule if brook like it warble as it flows | T |
Or if in concord with the thought it fills | U |
Fast forward like a torrent fast flooding from the hills | U |
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Never say aught is fading like a star | R |
Because receding in the past afar | R |
Since stars do not fade but shine on no less | B |
Thought lost in light to our weaksightedness | B |
And no true trope should ever rest on fancy | B |
But claim a universal relevancy | B |
Nor think a line is racy to the core | R |
And bold and bravely eloquent the more | R |
It striving seems to tear itself asunder | R |
Like this Down there i the deep heart o the thunder | R |
But for which surely out of chaos none | V |
Might feign to find a sanction save in fun | V |
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Never think harshness the best foil to raise | B |
And relish sweetness for love craggy lays | B |
Yet never be you glib when passion s force | B |
Should ridge your style as by a tempest hoarse | B |
The deep is roughened into waves that roar | R |
At heaven upheaping huddling more and more | R |
To burst at last in booming thunder on the shore | R |
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Never be such a pagan as to deem | W |
That truth or beauty must diviner seem | W |
For some abnormal set off hunched and rude | X |
Prowling for evil in the neighbourhood | X |
If such strange opposite breathe not the air | R |
Of nature being found not conjured there | R |
And never to be graceless be you fain | C |
Till to be graceful you have tried in vain | C |
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Never be cheated never may you be | B |
Into the cramp belief that poesy | B |
Must of necessity in soul be one | V |
With the mere form of verse if it but deftly run | V |
Or pour as with a mill wheel s vigorous cheer | R |
A rhyming clatter hard upon the ear | R |
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Never believe that verse a license knows | B |
For aught that would be balderdash in prose | B |
Or that all reason may at any time | Y |
Find a sufficient substitute in rhyme | Y |
Or that because with many words you re fraught | X |
There must be under them some flood of thought | X |
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Never compel a simile that wont | X |
Take service without forcing if it don t | B |
As of itself into your verses flow | Z |
But true to liberty and let it go | Z |
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Never reject a homely sounding phrase | B |
That your whole meaning easily conveys | B |
For one made current by some courtly wit | X |
Which barely indicates a shade of it | X |
Or which for probably it so may fall | F |
Does not express what you would mean at all | F |
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Never suppose that you in song are free | B |
To strain all praise and make it flattery | B |
To sing of the heroic is to raise | B |
One value by another but to praise | B |
Mere clowns in verse or natures lean and cold | X |
Is like to setting gravel stones in gold | X |
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Never exalt vagaries to a station | V |
But due to flights of the imagination | V |
Gas charged balloons put vainly all a bloat | X |
For clouds of God that in the orient float | X |
Theatric thunders all set brattling for | R |
The dread all shaking tempest trumps of Thor | R |
For in the end all charlatanry must | X |
The more it startle but the more disgust | X |
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And lastly never take for gospel all | F |
Your friends say of your genius when they call | F |
Its merits o er but at the same time see | B |
That you do never take yourself to be | B |
So great an ass as your known foes declare | R |
They do most solemnly believe you are | R |
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Each embryo poet profit by my strain | C |
Then shall men say He has not lived in vain | C |
Charles Harpur
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