Gilbert Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEFGF HIJIKILI FAMKNAIA OPIPQLRL STUTVIWI XYPYZA2B2A2 C2FIFD2IE2I F2IG2IIH2IH2 IIIII2ZIZ PJ2IJ2ISK2S L2M2N2O2PP2IP2 Q2R2IS2T2ZA2Z WU2IU2IV2IV2 W2IT X2Y2IY2 PZ2IZ2A2IPI IFN2A3YB3C3A2 A2 M2IM2IX2IX2I PIPID3Z2D3Z2 D2E3D2M2PO2X2M2 H2D3H2D3IIII F3G3H3I3IIII J3K3J3K3T2PT2P H3F2F3F2B3IB3I IPIPL3Z2L3Z2 MIM3IN3T2N3T2 D2O3D2O3IP3IP3 Q3IQ3IIP3IP3 P3R3P3R3S3AS3A AP3AP3IP3IP3 P3LLI THE GARDEN | A |
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ABOVE the city hung the moon | B |
Right o'er a plot of ground | C |
Where flowers and orchard trees were fenced | D |
With lofty walls around | C |
'Twas Gilbert's garden there to night | E |
Awhile he walked alone | F |
And tired with sedentary toil | G |
Mused where the moonlight shone | F |
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This garden in a city heart | H |
Lay still as houseless wild | I |
Though many windowed mansion fronts | J |
Were round it closely piled | I |
But thick their walls and those within | K |
Lived lives by noise unstirred | I |
Like wafting of an angel's wing | L |
Time's flight by them was heard | I |
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Some soft piano notes alone | F |
Were sweet as faintly given | A |
Where ladies doubtless cheered the hearth | M |
With song that winter even | K |
The city's many mingled sounds | N |
Rose like the hum of ocean | A |
They rather lulled the heart than roused | I |
Its pulse to faster motion | A |
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Gilbert has paced the single walk | O |
An hour yet is not weary | P |
And though it be a winter night | I |
He feels nor cold nor dreary | P |
The prime of life is in his veins | Q |
And sends his blood fast flowing | L |
And Fancy's fervour warms the thoughts | R |
Now in his bosom glowing | L |
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Those thoughts recur to early love | S |
Or what he love would name | T |
Though haply Gilbert's secret deeds | U |
Might other title claim | T |
Such theme not oft his mind absorbs | V |
He to the world clings fast | I |
And too much for the present lives | W |
To linger o'er the past | I |
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But now the evening's deep repose | X |
Has glided to his soul | Y |
That moonlight falls on Memory | P |
And shows her fading scroll | Y |
One name appears in every line | Z |
The gentle rays shine o'er | A2 |
And still he smiles and still repeats | B2 |
That one name Elinor | A2 |
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There is no sorrow in his smile | C2 |
No kindness in his tone | F |
The triumph of a selfish heart | I |
Speaks coldly there alone | F |
He says ' She loved me more than life | D2 |
And truly it was sweet | I |
To see so fair a woman kneel | E2 |
In bondage at my feet | I |
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There was a sort of quiet bliss | F2 |
To be so deeply loved | I |
To gaze on trembling eagerness | G2 |
And sit myself unmoved | I |
And when it pleased my pride to grant | I |
At last some rare caress | H2 |
To feel the fever of that hand | I |
My fingers deigned to press | H2 |
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'Twas sweet to see her strive to hide | I |
What every glance revealed | I |
Endowed the while with despot might | I |
Her destiny to wield | I |
I knew myself no perfect man | I2 |
Nor as she deemed divine | Z |
I knew that I was glorious but | I |
By her reflected shine | Z |
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Her youth her native energy | P |
Her powers new born and fresh | J2 |
'Twas these with Godhead sanctified | I |
My sensual frame of flesh | J2 |
Yet like a god did I descend | I |
At last to meet her love | S |
And like a god I then withdrew | K2 |
To my own heaven above | S |
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And never more could she invoke | L2 |
My presence to her sphere | M2 |
No prayer no plaint no cry of hers | N2 |
Could win my awful ear | O2 |
I knew her blinded constancy | P |
Would ne'er my deeds betray | P2 |
And calm in conscience whole in heart | I |
I went my tranquil way | P2 |
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Yet sometimes I still feel a wish | Q2 |
The fond and flattering pain | R2 |
Of passion's anguish to create | I |
In her young breast again | S2 |
Bright was the lustre of her eyes | T2 |
When they caught fire from mine | Z |
If I had power this very hour | A2 |
Again I 'd light their shine | Z |
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But where she is or how she lives | W |
I have no clue to know | U2 |
I 've heard she long my absence pined | I |
And left her home in woe | U2 |
But busied then in gathering gold | I |
As I am busied now | V2 |
I could not turn from such pursuit | I |
To weep a broken vow | V2 |
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Nor could I give to fatal risk | W2 |
The fame I ever prized | I |
Even now I fear that precious fame | T |
Is too much compromised ' | - |
An inward trouble dims his eye | X2 |
Some riddle he would solve | Y2 |
Some method to unloose a knot | I |
His anxious thoughts revolve | Y2 |
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He pensive leans against a tree | P |
A leafy evergreen | Z2 |
The boughs the moonlight intercept | I |
And hide him like a screen | Z2 |
He starts the tree shakes with his tremor | A2 |
Yet nothing near him pass'd | I |
He hurries up the garden alley | P |
In strangely sudden haste | I |
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With shaking hand he lifts the latchet | I |
Steps o'er the threshold stone | F |
The heavy door slips from his fingers | N2 |
It shuts and he is gone | A3 |
What touched transfixed appalled his soul | Y |
A nervous thought no more | B3 |
'Twill sink like stone in placid pool | C3 |
And calm close smoothly o'er | A2 |
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II THE PARLOUR | A2 |
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WARM is the parlour atmosphere | M2 |
Serene the lamp's soft light | I |
The vivid embers red and clear | M2 |
Proclaim a frosty night | I |
Books varied on the table lie | X2 |
Three children o'er them bend | I |
And all with curious eager eye | X2 |
The turning leaf attend | I |
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Picture and tale alternately | P |
Their simple hearts delight | I |
And interest deep and tempered glee | P |
Illume their aspects bright | I |
The parents from their fireside place | D3 |
Behold that pleasant scene | Z2 |
And joy is on the mother's face | D3 |
Pride in the father's mien | Z2 |
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As Gilbert sees his blooming wife | D2 |
Beholds his children fair | E3 |
No thought has he of transient strife | D2 |
Or past though piercing fear | M2 |
The voice of happy infancy | P |
Lisps sweetly in his ear | O2 |
His wife with pleased and peaceful eye | X2 |
Sits kindly smiling near | M2 |
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The fire glows on her silken dress | H2 |
And shows its ample grace | D3 |
And warmly tints each hazel tress | H2 |
Curled soft around her face | D3 |
The beauty that in youth he wooed | I |
Is beauty still unfaded | I |
The brow of ever placid mood | I |
No churlish grief has shaded | I |
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Prosperity in Gilbert's home | F3 |
Abides the guest of years | G3 |
There Want or Discord never come | H3 |
And seldom Toil or Tears | I3 |
The carpets bear the peaceful print | I |
Of comfort's velvet tread | I |
And golden gleams from plenty sent | I |
In every nook are shed | I |
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The very silken spaniel seems | J3 |
Of quiet ease to tell | K3 |
As near its mistress' feet it dreams | J3 |
Sunk in a cushion's swell | K3 |
And smiles seem native to the eyes | T2 |
Of those sweet children three | P |
They have but looked on tranquil skies | T2 |
And know not misery | P |
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Alas that misery should come | H3 |
In such an hour as this | F2 |
Why could she not so calm a home | F3 |
A little longer miss | F2 |
But she is now within the door | B3 |
Her steps advancing glide | I |
Her sullen shade has crossed the floor | B3 |
She stands at Gilbert's side | I |
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She lays her hand upon his heart | I |
It bounds with agony | P |
His fireside chair shakes with the start | I |
That shook the garden tree | P |
His wife towards the children looks | L3 |
She does not mark his mien | Z2 |
The children bending o'er their books | L3 |
His terror have not seen | Z2 |
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In his own home by his own hearth | M |
He sits in solitude | I |
And circled round with light and mirth | M3 |
Cold horror chills his blood | I |
His mind would hold with desperate clutch | N3 |
The scene that round him lies | T2 |
No changed as by some wizard's touch | N3 |
The present prospect flies | T2 |
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A tumult vague a viewless strife | D2 |
His futile struggles crush | O3 |
'Twixt him and his an unknown life | D2 |
And unknown feelings rush | O3 |
He sees but scarce can language paint | I |
The tissue Fancy weaves | P3 |
For words oft give but echo faint | I |
Of thoughts the mind conceives | P3 |
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Noise tumult strange and darkness dim | Q3 |
Efface both light and quiet | I |
No shape is in those shadows grim | Q3 |
No voice in that wild riot | I |
Sustained and strong a wondrous blast | I |
Above and round him blows | P3 |
A greenish gloom dense overcast | I |
Each moment denser grows | P3 |
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He nothing knows nor clearly sees | P3 |
Resistance checks his breath | R3 |
The high impetuous ceaseless breeze | P3 |
Blows on him cold as death | R3 |
And still the undulating gloom | S3 |
Mocks sight with formless motion | A |
Was such sensation Jonah's doom | S3 |
Gulphed in the depths of ocean | A |
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Streaking the air the nameless vision | A |
Fast driven deep sounding flows | P3 |
Oh whence its source and what its mission | A |
How will its terrors close | P3 |
Long sweeping rushing vast and void | I |
The Universe it swallows | P3 |
And still the dark devouring tide | I |
A Typhoon tempest follows | P3 |
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More slow it rolls its furious race | P3 |
Sinks to a solemn gliding | L |
The stunning | L |
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