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 P3LL

I THE GARDENA
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ABOVE the city hung the moonB
Right o'er a plot of groundC
Where flowers and orchard trees were fencedD
With lofty walls aroundC
'Twas Gilbert's garden there to nightE
Awhile he walked aloneF
And tired with sedentary toilG
Mused where the moonlight shoneF
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This garden in a city heartH
Lay still as houseless wildI
Though many windowed mansion frontsJ
Were round it closely piledI
But thick their walls and those withinK
Lived lives by noise unstirredI
Like wafting of an angel's wingL
Time's flight by them was heardI
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Some soft piano notes aloneF
Were sweet as faintly givenA
Where ladies doubtless cheered the hearthM
With song that winter evenK
The city's many mingled soundsN
Rose like the hum of oceanA
They rather lulled the heart than rousedI
Its pulse to faster motionA
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Gilbert has paced the single walkO
An hour yet is not wearyP
And though it be a winter nightI
He feels nor cold nor drearyP
The prime of life is in his veinsQ
And sends his blood fast flowingL
And Fancy's fervour warms the thoughtsR
Now in his bosom glowingL
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Those thoughts recur to early loveS
Or what he love would nameT
Though haply Gilbert's secret deedsU
Might other title claimT
Such theme not oft his mind absorbsV
He to the world clings fastI
And too much for the present livesW
To linger o'er the pastI
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But now the evening's deep reposeX
Has glided to his soulY
That moonlight falls on MemoryP
And shows her fading scrollY
One name appears in every lineZ
The gentle rays shine o'erA2
And still he smiles and still repeatsB2
That one name ElinorA2
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There is no sorrow in his smileC2
No kindness in his toneF
The triumph of a selfish heartI
Speaks coldly there aloneF
He says ' She loved me more than lifeD2
And truly it was sweetI
To see so fair a woman kneelE2
In bondage at my feetI
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There was a sort of quiet blissF2
To be so deeply lovedI
To gaze on trembling eagernessG2
And sit myself unmovedI
And when it pleased my pride to grantI
At last some rare caressH2
To feel the fever of that handI
My fingers deigned to pressH2
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'Twas sweet to see her strive to hideI
What every glance revealedI
Endowed the while with despot mightI
Her destiny to wieldI
I knew myself no perfect manI2
Nor as she deemed divineZ
I knew that I was glorious butI
By her reflected shineZ
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Her youth her native energyP
Her powers new born and freshJ2
'Twas these with Godhead sanctifiedI
My sensual frame of fleshJ2
Yet like a god did I descendI
At last to meet her loveS
And like a god I then withdrewK2
To my own heaven aboveS
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And never more could she invokeL2
My presence to her sphereM2
No prayer no plaint no cry of hersN2
Could win my awful earO2
I knew her blinded constancyP
Would ne'er my deeds betrayP2
And calm in conscience whole in heartI
I went my tranquil wayP2
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Yet sometimes I still feel a wishQ2
The fond and flattering painR2
Of passion's anguish to createI
In her young breast againS2
Bright was the lustre of her eyesT2
When they caught fire from mineZ
If I had power this very hourA2
Again I 'd light their shineZ
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But where she is or how she livesW
I have no clue to knowU2
I 've heard she long my absence pinedI
And left her home in woeU2
But busied then in gathering goldI
As I am busied nowV2
I could not turn from such pursuitI
To weep a broken vowV2
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Nor could I give to fatal riskW2
The fame I ever prizedI
Even now I fear that precious fameT
Is too much compromised '-
An inward trouble dims his eyeX2
Some riddle he would solveY2
Some method to unloose a knotI
His anxious thoughts revolveY2
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He pensive leans against a treeP
A leafy evergreenZ2
The boughs the moonlight interceptI
And hide him like a screenZ2
He starts the tree shakes with his tremorA2
Yet nothing near him pass'dI
He hurries up the garden alleyP
In strangely sudden hasteI
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With shaking hand he lifts the latchetI
Steps o'er the threshold stoneF
The heavy door slips from his fingersN2
It shuts and he is goneA3
What touched transfixed appalled his soulY
A nervous thought no moreB3
'Twill sink like stone in placid poolC3
And calm close smoothly o'erA2
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II THE PARLOURA2
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WARM is the parlour atmosphereM2
Serene the lamp's soft lightI
The vivid embers red and clearM2
Proclaim a frosty nightI
Books varied on the table lieX2
Three children o'er them bendI
And all with curious eager eyeX2
The turning leaf attendI
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Picture and tale alternatelyP
Their simple hearts delightI
And interest deep and tempered gleeP
Illume their aspects brightI
The parents from their fireside placeD3
Behold that pleasant sceneZ2
And joy is on the mother's faceD3
Pride in the father's mienZ2
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As Gilbert sees his blooming wifeD2
Beholds his children fairE3
No thought has he of transient strifeD2
Or past though piercing fearM2
The voice of happy infancyP
Lisps sweetly in his earO2
His wife with pleased and peaceful eyeX2
Sits kindly smiling nearM2
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The fire glows on her silken dressH2
And shows its ample graceD3
And warmly tints each hazel tressH2
Curled soft around her faceD3
The beauty that in youth he wooedI
Is beauty still unfadedI
The brow of ever placid moodI
No churlish grief has shadedI
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Prosperity in Gilbert's homeF3
Abides the guest of yearsG3
There Want or Discord never comeH3
And seldom Toil or TearsI3
The carpets bear the peaceful printI
Of comfort's velvet treadI
And golden gleams from plenty sentI
In every nook are shedI
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The very silken spaniel seemsJ3
Of quiet ease to tellK3
As near its mistress' feet it dreamsJ3
Sunk in a cushion's swellK3
And smiles seem native to the eyesT2
Of those sweet children threeP
They have but looked on tranquil skiesT2
And know not miseryP
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Alas that misery should comeH3
In such an hour as thisF2
Why could she not so calm a homeF3
A little longer missF2
But she is now within the doorB3
Her steps advancing glideI
Her sullen shade has crossed the floorB3
She stands at Gilbert's sideI
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She lays her hand upon his heartI
It bounds with agonyP
His fireside chair shakes with the startI
That shook the garden treeP
His wife towards the children looksL3
She does not mark his mienZ2
The children bending o'er their booksL3
His terror have not seenZ2
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In his own home by his own hearthM
He sits in solitudeI
And circled round with light and mirthM3
Cold horror chills his bloodI
His mind would hold with desperate clutchN3
The scene that round him liesT2
No changed as by some wizard's touchN3
The present prospect fliesT2
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A tumult vague a viewless strifeD2
His futile struggles crushO3
'Twixt him and his an unknown lifeD2
And unknown feelings rushO3
He sees but scarce can language paintI
The tissue Fancy weavesP3
For words oft give but echo faintI
Of thoughts the mind conceivesP3
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Noise tumult strange and darkness dimQ3
Efface both light and quietI
No shape is in those shadows grimQ3
No voice in that wild riotI
Sustained and strong a wondrous blastI
Above and round him blowsP3
A greenish gloom dense overcastI
Each moment denser growsP3
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He nothing knows nor clearly seesP3
Resistance checks his breathR3
The high impetuous ceaseless breezeP3
Blows on him cold as deathR3
And still the undulating gloomS3
Mocks sight with formless motionA
Was such sensation Jonah's doomS3
Gulphed in the depths of oceanA
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Streaking the air the nameless visionA
Fast driven deep sounding flowsP3
Oh whence its source and what its missionA
How will its terrors closeP3
Long sweeping rushing vast and voidI
The Universe it swallowsP3
And still the dark devouring tideI
A Typhoon tempest followsP3
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More slow it rolls its furious raceP3
Sinks to a solemn glidingL
The stunningL

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