Into The Silent Land Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBDCDEEFGHFFIIGJIG GKJLMNL ONOOO PQQPRQRPP STTSUTVSS OWXO YWYOO ZA2ZZZZB2B2C2D2C2GD2 GOZOZZE2E2 OZGZ OZZGGGGGGZZF2CF2GGGC GZZZZ GG2GH2G2I2T H2TI2ZOZOO BZJ2BZ GZGGZ ZZZZZ ZK2L2ZL2 L2K2NONOZZGGGGOOOOOO Z OGOGGL2GGL2 ZGZGZL2ZZL2 ZOZOK2L2K2K2L2 A ZZZZZOZO ZZZZZ GZGGZBL2BZZL2OK2GGOO K2 ZZQQQQZ ZK2ZZOOZK2GGOOZZZZK2 TOTOM2L2N2L2TK2K2O2O 2G OOQGQG OGGOGZL2ZGL2ZZL2 O GOGOQOQO K2OK2OK2OK2O P2OP2OK2OK2O ZOZOK2OK2O P2OP2O ZOZO GGK2GGK2 TTOP2P2O ZZZGGZ GGGOOG GGGL2L2G P2 GP2P2G OOOO ZOOZ ZOOZ GP2 G K2QQK2 GP2P2G ZQ2Q2Z GGGG ZOOZ K2ZZK2 BZZQ2 K2BBK2 GE2E2GI | A |
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Oh for a pen of light a tongue of fire | B |
That every word might burn in living flame | C |
Upon the age's brow and leave one name | C |
Engraven on the future One desire | B |
Fills every nook and cranny of my heart | D |
One hope one sorrow one belov d aim | C |
She whose pure life was of my life a part | D |
As light is of the day could she inspire | E |
My unmelodious muse or tune the lyre | E |
To diapasons worthy of the theme | F |
How would her joy put on its robes of light | G |
And nestle in my bosom once again | H |
As when life like an Oriental dream | F |
Fanned by Arabian airs glode down the stream | F |
To music whose remembrance is a pain | I |
The foot of time might trample on my strain | I |
But could not quench its essence There was might | G |
And majesty and greatness in the love | J |
She blest me with a blessing without stain | I |
And that was earthly since her spirit sight | G |
Looked through the veil and learned love's true delight | G |
Which sainted ministrants alone can prove | K |
Who taste the waters of eternal love | J |
I pause to think how wonderful has grown | L |
The love that was to me so wondrous here | M |
Chained as I am to this terrestrial sphere | N |
Groping my way through darkness and alone | L |
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Like a blind eaglet soaring towards the sun | O |
How would her full experience lift and cheer | N |
The heart that never feels its duty done | O |
And with a girdle of pure light enzone | O |
My flowery world of thought and make it all her own | O |
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Thus mused the Minstrel for his heart was sad | P |
Death had bereaved him of his bride while youth | Q |
And looming years of future trust and truth | Q |
Knit them together till their souls were clad | P |
With joy ineffable Love's great High Priest | R |
Sacrificed in their hearts to Him that doeth | Q |
All things well and such rare perpetual feast | R |
Of love and truth no mortals ever had | P |
To keep their memories green their lives serene and glad | P |
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He sat again within the quiet room | S |
Where Death had snapped one golden thread of life | T |
And the pale hand of Sickness sorrow rife | T |
Robbed the plump cheek of childhood of its bloom | S |
Where she another Philomena moved | U |
Like a fond Charity the coming wife | T |
Ordained to crown his being And he loved | V |
The future rose before him joy and gloom | S |
For where the sunlight shone there waved the sable plume | S |
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And yet he failed not for the coming pain | O |
The coming bliss would counterbalance all | W |
The sight prophetic that perceived the pall | X |
Looked far beyond for the celestial gain | O |
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They do not truly love who cannot yield | Y |
The mortal up at the Immortal's call | W |
Or fail to triumph for the soul that's sealed | Y |
His mind was strung to one harmonious strain | O |
To give when God should ask and not resign in vain | O |
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Love was to him life's chiefest victory | Z |
He knew no greater and he sought no less | A2 |
Like a green isle surrounded by the sea | Z |
That gives it health and vigour so was he | Z |
The centre of love's sphere of perfectness | Z |
He breathed its heavenly atmosphere the key | Z |
That opened every chamber in love's court | B2 |
Was in his hand love's mystery was his sport | B2 |
He knelt within love's fane and worshipped there | C2 |
But not alone for one was by his side | D2 |
Whose love refined his being filled the air | C2 |
Of life's irradiated sky with light | G |
As the sun floods the heavens with a tide | D2 |
Of renovating freshness as the night | G |
Is mellowed by the ample moon | O |
And hoping for the recompense | Z |
That would be theirs in life's approaching noon | O |
They built on hope's high eminence | Z |
Their airy palaces whose magnificence | Z |
Surpassed the dreams that fancy drew | E2 |
So fair the promised land that lay within their view | E2 |
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And here they lived just within reach of heaven | O |
They could put forth their hands and touch the skies | Z |
That brooded o'er the walls of chrysolite | G |
The airy minarets and golden domes | Z |
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Of their new home by Love the Maker given | O |
Steeped in his brightest dyes | Z |
All nature opened up her ponderous tomes | Z |
Whereby they had new knowledge and new sight | G |
Learned greater truths and saw the paths of light | G |
Mosaic paven which to Duty led | G |
And there were secrets written overhead | G |
In burning hieroglyphs of thought | G |
From which they gleaned such lessons as are taught | G |
Only to those whom heaven in graciousness | Z |
Lifts in her arms with a divine caress | Z |
Earth like a joyous maiden whose pure soul | F2 |
Is filled with sudden ecstacy became | C |
A fruitful Eden and the golden bowl | F2 |
That held their elixir of life was filled | G |
To overflowing with the rarest draught | G |
Ever by gods or men in rapture quaffed | G |
Till from the altar of their hearts love's flame | C |
Passed through the veins of the world and thrilled | G |
The soul of the rejoicing universe | Z |
Which became theirs and like true neophytes | Z |
They drained the sweet nepenthe and love's rites | Z |
Wiped from their hearts all trace of the primeval curse | Z |
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The happy months rolled on each wedded day | G |
A bridal and each calm and holy eve | G2 |
Strewed with rare blessings all the sunny way | G |
Through which they passed with so divine a joy | H2 |
That in his brain would meditation weave | G2 |
Love's roses into garlands of sweet song | I2 |
To deck the brow of his devoted wife | T |
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In this their El Dorado no alloy | H2 |
Mixed with the coinage of their wedded life | T |
The workmen in the mint an honest throng | I2 |
No wonder then that with go fine a bliss | Z |
Informing every fibre of his brain | O |
His thoughts begat impressions such as this | Z |
Linking their lives together with a chain | O |
Of melody as rare as some divine refrain | O |
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Like dew to the thirsty flower | B |
Like sweets to the hungry bee | Z |
Is love's divinest dower | J2 |
Its tenderness and power | B |
To thee dear Wife to thee | Z |
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Like light to the darkened spirit | G |
Like oil to the turbid sea | Z |
Like truthful words to merit | G |
Are the blessings I inherit | G |
With thee dear Wife with thee | Z |
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Afar in the distant ages | Z |
Soul ransomed and spirit free | Z |
I'll read all being's pages | Z |
Unread by mortal sages | Z |
With thee dear Wife with thee | Z |
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None but the happy heart could carol thus | Z |
A feather stolen from Devotion's wing | K2 |
To keep as a memento of the time | L2 |
When earth met heaven in life's duteous | Z |
And prayerful journey towards the shadowy clime | L2 |
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Ere they descended from their height sublime | L2 |
Where at Love's well filled table banqueting | K2 |
They sat and watched the first glad year | N |
Earthlike revolving round the sun | O |
Of their true life Within that sphere | N |
Was the new Eden One by one | O |
The precious moments dropped like golden sands | Z |
And formed the solid hours No perilous strands | Z |
Delayed life's blissful current as it sped | G |
Through flowery realms with blue skies overhead | G |
To songs and laughter musically sweet | G |
As if all sorrow had forever fled | G |
And idylls sung with cheerful tone | O |
Haunted the calm enchanted zone | O |
That hemmed them in | O |
Where like a stately queen | O |
Sate Peace beatified serene | O |
The guardian heaven sent of this their fair demesne | O |
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LOVE'S ANNIVERSARY | Z |
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Like a bold adventurous swain | O |
Just a year ago to day | G |
I launched my bark on a radiant main | O |
And Hymen led the way | G |
Breakers ahead he cried | G |
As he sought to overwhelm | L2 |
My daring craft in the shrieking tide | G |
But Love like a pilot bold and tried | G |
Sat watchful at the helm | L2 |
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And we passed the treacherous shoals | Z |
Where many a hope lay dead | G |
And splendid wrecks were piled like the ghouls | Z |
Of joys forever fled | G |
Once safely over these | Z |
We sped by a fairy realm | L2 |
Across the bluest and calmest seas | Z |
That were ever kissed by a truant breeze | Z |
With Love still at the helm | L2 |
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We sailed by sweet odorous isles | Z |
Where the flowers and trees were one | O |
Through lakes that vied with the golden smiles | Z |
Of heaven's unclouded sun | O |
Still speeds our merry bark | K2 |
Threading life's peaceful realm | L2 |
And 'tis ever morn with our marriage lark | K2 |
For the Pilot Love of our safety ark | K2 |
Stands watchful at the helm | L2 |
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A beautiful land is the Land of Dreams | Z |
Green hills and valleys and deep lagoons | Z |
Swift rushing torrents and gentle streams | Z |
Glassing a myriad silver moons | Z |
Mirror like lakelets with lovely isles | Z |
And verdurous headlands looking down | O |
On the Neread shapes whose smiles | Z |
Were worth the price of a peaceful crown | O |
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We clutch at the silvery bars | Z |
Flung from the motionless stars | Z |
And climb far into space | Z |
Defying the race | Z |
Who ride in a rial cars | Z |
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We take up the harp of the mind | G |
And finger its delicate strings | Z |
The notes soft and light | G |
As a moonbeam's flight | G |
Departing on viewless wings | Z |
Afar in some fanciful bower | B |
Some region of exquisite calm | L2 |
Where the starlight falls in a gleaming shower | B |
We sink to repose | Z |
On our couch of rose | Z |
Inhaling no mortal balm | L2 |
The worlds are no longer unknown | O |
We pass through the uttermost sky | K2 |
Our eyelids are kissed | G |
By a gentle mist | G |
And we feel the tone | O |
Of a calmer zone | O |
As if heaven were wondrous nigh | K2 |
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A fanciful land is the Land of Dreams | Z |
Where earth and heaven are clasping hands | Z |
No heaven no earth | Q |
But one wide new birth | Q |
Where Beauty and Goodness and human worth | Q |
Make earth of heaven and heaven of earth | Q |
And angels are walking on golden strands | Z |
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And the pearly gates of the universe | Z |
Of mind and fancy opening | K2 |
To the touch of the dainty finger tips | Z |
Of elegant Peris with rose bud lips | Z |
Delicate weird like sounds are born | O |
From the amber depths of odorous morn | O |
And spirits of beauty and light rehearse | Z |
Such strains as the young immortals sing | K2 |
When the souls of the blest | G |
Are borne to their rest | G |
On luminous pinions of light serene | O |
To the fragrant bowers of evergreen | O |
O'er the rosy plains where the dying hours | Z |
Are changed by a spell to celestial flowers | Z |
Where the skies have a hue no name can express | Z |
For the tone of their passionate loveliness | Z |
Surpasseth all human imagining | K2 |
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Such was their beautiful Dream of Life | T |
Each stern reality softened down | O |
Earth seemed to have ended her age of Strife | T |
And Harmony reigned her olive crown | O |
Besting on the Parian brow | M2 |
Of the fair victor like the gleam | L2 |
Of the silvery moon on waves that flow | N2 |
Thoughtfully down the summer stream | L2 |
Such was their earnest Dream of Life | T |
Was it some angel with jealous eye | K2 |
Seeing such love beneath the sky | K2 |
As never yet in world or star | O2 |
Or spheral height that reached so far | O2 |
'Twas never beheld by mortal sight | G |
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Or elsewhere save in highest heaven | O |
Was duly earned or truly given | O |
That leagued with the usurper Death | Q |
To quench the light that shone so bright | G |
That in all the earth there was not a breath | Q |
So foul as to change their day to night | G |
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Alone alone Oh word of fearful tone | O |
Well might the moon withhold her light | G |
The stars withdraw from human sight | G |
When Love was overthrown | O |
The Minstrel's heart how changed | G |
Love's principalities | Z |
O'er which he reigned supreme | L2 |
Usurped by earth's realities | Z |
The realm through which he ranged | G |
Become a vanished dream | L2 |
And yet he sung as sings | Z |
The dying swan that droops its wings | Z |
And drifts along the stream | L2 |
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THE LIGHT IN THE WINDOW PANE | O |
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A joy from my soul's departed | G |
A bliss from my heart is flown | O |
As weary weary hearted | G |
I wander alone alone | O |
The night wind sadly sigheth | Q |
A withering wild refrain | O |
And my heart within me dieth | Q |
For the light in the window pane | O |
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The stars overhead are shining | K2 |
As brightly as e'er they shone | O |
As heartless sad repining | K2 |
I wander alone alone | O |
A sudden flash comes streaming | K2 |
And flickers adown the lane | O |
But no more for me is gleaming | K2 |
The light in the window pane | O |
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The voices that pass are cheerful | P2 |
Men laugh as the night winds moan | O |
They cannot tell how fearful | P2 |
'Tis to wander alone alone | O |
For them with each night's returning | K2 |
Life singeth its tenderest strain | O |
Where the beacon of love is burning | K2 |
The light in the window pane | O |
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Oh sorrow beyond all sorrows | Z |
To which human life is prone | O |
Without thee through all the morrows | Z |
To wander alone alone | O |
Oh dark deserted dwelling | K2 |
Where Hope like a lamb was slain | O |
No voice from thy lone walls welling | K2 |
No light in thy window pane | O |
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But memory sainted angel | P2 |
Rolls back the sepulchral stone | O |
And sings like a sweet evangel | P2 |
No never never alone | O |
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True grief has its royal palace | Z |
Each loss is a greater gain | O |
And Sorrow ne'er filled a chalice | Z |
That Joy did not wait to drain | O |
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Man must be perfected | G |
By suffering he said | G |
And Death is but the stepping stone whereby | K2 |
We mount towards the gate | G |
Of heaven soon or late | G |
Death is the penalty of life we die | K2 |
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Because we live and life | T |
Is but a constant strife | T |
With the immortal Impulse that within | O |
Our bodies seeks control | P2 |
The time abiding Soul | P2 |
That wrestles with us yet we fain would win | O |
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And what the victory | Z |
Would make us slaves and we | Z |
Who in our blindness struggle for the prize | Z |
Of this illusive state | G |
Called Life do but frustrate | G |
The higher law refusing to be wise | Z |
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Rightly he knew indeed | G |
Earth's brightest paths but lead | G |
To the true wisdom of that perfect state | G |
Where Knowledge heaven born | O |
And Love's eternal morn | O |
Awaiteth those who would be truly great | G |
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With what abiding trust | G |
He rose from out the dust | G |
As Death's swift chariot passed him by the way | G |
No visionary dream | L2 |
Was his no trifling theme | L2 |
The Soul's great Mystery before him lay | G |
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THE SOUL | P2 |
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All my mind has sat in state | G |
Pond'ring on the deathless Soul | P2 |
What must be the Perfect Whole | P2 |
When the atom is so great | G |
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God I fall in spirit down | O |
Low as Persian to the sun | O |
All my senses one by one | O |
In the stream of Thought must drown | O |
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On the tide of mystery | Z |
Like a waif I'm seaward borne | O |
Ever looking for the morn | O |
That will yet interpret Thee | Z |
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Opening my blinded eyes | Z |
That have strove to look within | O |
'Whelmed in clouds of doubt and sin | O |
Sinking where I dared to rise | Z |
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Could I trace one Spirit's flight | G |
Track it to its final goal | P2 |
Know that 'Spirit' meant 'the Soul ' | - |
I must perish in the light | G |
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All in vain I search and cry | K2 |
What O Soul and whence art thou | Q |
Lower than the earth I bow | Q |
Stricken with the grave reply | K2 |
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Wouldst thou ope what God has sealed | G |
Sealed in mercy here below | P2 |
What is best for man to know | P2 |
Shall most surely be revealed | G |
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Deep on deep of mystery | Z |
Ask the sage he knows no more | Q2 |
Of the soul's unspoken lore | Q2 |
Than the child upon his knee | Z |
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Cannot tell me whence the thought | G |
That is passing through my mind | G |
Where the mystic soul is shrined | G |
Wherewith all my life is fraught | G |
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Knows not how the brain conceives | Z |
Images almost divine | O |
Cannot work my mental mine | O |
Cannot bind my golden sheaves | Z |
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Is he wiser then than I | K2 |
Seeing he can read the stars | Z |
I have rode in fancy's oars | Z |
Leagues beyond his farthest sky | K2 |
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Some old Rabbi dreaming o'er | B |
The sweet legends of his race | Z |
Ask him for some certain trace | Z |
Of the far eternal shore | Q2 |
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No The Talmud page is dark | K2 |
Though it burn with quenchless fire | B |
And the insight must pierce higher | B |
That would find the vital spark | K2 |
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O my Soul be firm and wait | G |
Hoping with the zealous few | E2 |
Till the Shekinah of the True | E2 |
Lead thee through the Golden Gate | G |
Charles Sangster
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