To Poesy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDBEBCCFB GHIIJH KLIIHL MLNNOL PLPPHL FQHHRQ SBTTUB HVHHHV HBIIWB| Yet do not thou forsake me now | A |
| Poesy with Peace together | B |
| Ere this last disastrous blow | C |
| Did lay my struggling fortunes low | C |
| In love unworn have we not borne | D |
| Much wintry weather | B |
| The storm is past perhaps the last | E |
| Its rainy skirts are wearing over | B |
| But though yet a sunnier glow | C |
| Should give my ice bound hopes to flow | C |
| Forlorn of thee twere nought to me | F |
| A lonely rover | B |
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| Ah misery what were then my lot | G |
| Amongst a race of unbelievers | H |
| Sordid men who all declare | I |
| That earthly gain alone is fair | I |
| And they who pore on bardic lore | J |
| Deceived deceivers | H |
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| That all the love I ve felt to move | K |
| Round beauty in thy fountain laving | L |
| Move in music through the air | I |
| Gathering increase everywhere | I |
| The more to bless her loveliness | H |
| Was Folly raving | L |
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| That to believe thought yet shall weave | M |
| Although with arm d oppression coping | L |
| Truth bright banners which unfurled | N |
| Shall herald freedom through the world | N |
| And give to man her kindly plan | O |
| Is Folly hoping | L |
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| On thy breast in sabbath rest | P |
| How often have I lain deep musing | L |
| In the golden eventide | P |
| Till all the dead for truth that died | P |
| Looked from the skies with starry eyes | H |
| Great thoughts infusing | L |
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| But can it be life s mystery | F |
| Is but a baseless panorama | Q |
| Peopled thick with passing dreams | H |
| Wild writhing glooms and wandering gleams | H |
| And soul a breath exhaled by death | R |
| Which ends the drama | Q |
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| Then is the scope of this world s hope | S |
| No more than worldlings deem it ever | B |
| Earth and sky with nought between | T |
| Of spiritual truth serene | T |
| And if so fly for thou and I | U |
| At once should sever | B |
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| But if there lives as love believes | H |
| All underneath this silent heaven | V |
| In yon shades and by yon streams | H |
| As we have seen them in our dreams | H |
| A deathless race still let thy grace | H |
| My being leaven | V |
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| Thy mystic grace that face to face | H |
| Full converse I may hold with nature | B |
| Seeing published everywhere | I |
| In forms the soul that makes her fair | I |
| And grow the while to her large style | W |
| In mental stature | B |
Charles Harpur
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