An Old-world Thicket Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDBE FGGFF HIIHI JKKJK LMMLL NOONN PQQPP RSTRR UHHUU QVVQQ WFFWF XYYXZ A2BBA2A2 B2C2B2B2C2 OYZOZ D2E2E2D2E2 F2G2F2G2G2 B2HHB2B2 H2I2I2H2I2 RFFRF J2K2J2J2K2 L2M2M2L2L2 N2J2J2N2J2 OO2OO2O2 P2Q2P2P2Q2 ZR2S2YR2 COOCD T2ST2TT FU2FV2V2 W2J2J2W2W2 E2X2X2E2X2 OY2OY2Y2 Z2A3A3A3A3 B3OB3C3O D3B2B2D3D3 E3A3A3E3A3Una selva oscura Dante | A |
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Awake or sleeping for I know not which | B |
I was or was not mazed within a wood | C |
Where every mother bird brought up her brood | D |
Safe in some leafy niche | B |
Of oak or ash of cypress or of beech | E |
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Of silvery aspen trembling delicately | F |
Of plane or warmer tinted sycamore | G |
Of elm that dies in secret from the core | G |
Of ivy weak and free | F |
Of pines of all green lofty things that be | F |
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Such birds they seemed as challenged each desire | H |
Like spots of azure heaven upon the wing | I |
Like downy emeralds that alight and sing | I |
Like actual coals on fire | H |
Like anything they seemed and everything | I |
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Such mirth they made such warblings and such chat | J |
With tongue of music in a well tuned beak | K |
They seemed to speak more wisdom than we speak | K |
To make our music flat | J |
And all our subtlest reasonings wild or weak | K |
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Their meat was nought but flowers like butterflies | L |
With berries coral colored or like gold | M |
Their drink was only dew which blossoms hold | M |
Deep where the honey lies | L |
Their wings and tails were lit by sparkling eyes | L |
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The shade wherein they revelled was a shade | N |
That danced and twinkled to the unseen sun | O |
Branches and leaves cast shadows one by one | O |
And all their shadows swayed | N |
In breaths of air that rustled and that played | N |
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A sound of waters neither rose nor sank | P |
And spread a sense of freshness through the air | Q |
It seemed not here or there but everywhere | Q |
As if the whole earth drank | P |
Root fathom deep and strawberry on its bank | P |
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But I who saw such things as I have said | R |
Was overdone with utter weariness | S |
And walked in care as one whom fears oppress | T |
Because above his head | R |
Death hangs or damage or the dearth of bread | R |
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Each sore defeat of my defeated life | U |
Faced and outfaced me in that bitter hour | H |
And turned to yearning palsy all my power | H |
And all my peace to strife | U |
Self stabbing self with keen lack pity knife | U |
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Sweetness of beauty moved me to despair | Q |
Stung me to anger by its mere content | V |
Made me all lonely on that way I went | V |
Piled care upon my care | Q |
Brimmed full my cup and stripped me empty and bare | Q |
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For all that was but showed what all was not | W |
But gave clear proof of what might never be | F |
Making more destitute my poverty | F |
And yet more blank my lot | W |
And me much sadder by its jubilee | F |
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Therefore I sat me down for wherefore walk | X |
And closed mine eyes for wherefore see or hear | Y |
Alas I had no shutter to mine ear | Y |
And could not shun the talk | X |
Of all rejoicing creatures far or near | Z |
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Without my will I hearkened and I heard | A2 |
Asleep or waking for I know not which | B |
Till note by note the music changed its pitch | B |
Bird ceased to answer bird | A2 |
And every wind sighed softly if it stirred | A2 |
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The drip of widening waters seemed to weep | B2 |
All fountains sobbed and gurgled as they sprang | C2 |
Somewhere a cataract cried out in its leap | B2 |
Sheer down a headlong steep | B2 |
High over all cloud thunders gave a clang | C2 |
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Such universal sound of lamentation | O |
I heard and felt fain not to feel or hear | Y |
Nought else there seemed but anguish far and near | Z |
Nought else but all creation | O |
Moaning and groaning wrung by pain or fear | Z |
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Shuddering in the misery of its doom | D2 |
My heart then rose a rebel against light | E2 |
Scouring all earth and heaven and depth and height | E2 |
Ingathering wrath and gloom | D2 |
Ingathering wrath to wrath and night to night | E2 |
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Ah me the bitterness of such revolt | F2 |
All impotent all hateful and all hate | G2 |
That kicks and breaks itself against the bolt | F2 |
Of an imprisoning fate | G2 |
And vainly shakes and cannot shake the gate | G2 |
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Agony to agony deep called to deep | B2 |
Out of the deep I called of my desire | H |
My strength was weakness and my heart was fire | H |
Mine eyes that would not weep | B2 |
Or sleep scaled height and depth and could not sleep | B2 |
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The eyes I mean of my rebellious soul | H2 |
For still my bodily eyes were closed and dark | I2 |
A random thing I seemed without a mark | I2 |
Racing without a goal | H2 |
Adrift upon life's sea without an ark | I2 |
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More leaden than the actual self of lead | R |
Outer and inner darkness weighed on me | F |
The tide of anger ebbed Then fierce and free | F |
Surged full above my head | R |
The moaning tide of helpless misery | F |
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Why should I breathe whose breath was but a sigh | J2 |
Why should I live who drew such painful breath | K2 |
Oh weary work the unanswerable why | J2 |
Yet I why should I die | J2 |
Who had no hope in life no hope in death | K2 |
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Grasses and mosses and the fallen leaf | L2 |
Make peaceful bed for an indefinite term | M2 |
But underneath the grass there gnaws a worm | M2 |
Haply there gnaws a grief | L2 |
Both haply always not as now so brief | L2 |
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The pleasure I remember it is past | N2 |
The pain I feel is passing passing by | J2 |
Thus all the world is passing and thus I | J2 |
All things that cannot last | N2 |
Have grown familiar and are born to die | J2 |
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And being familiar have so long been borne | O |
That habit trains us not to break but bend | O2 |
Mourning grows natural to us who mourn | O |
In foresight of an end | O2 |
But that which ends not who shall brave or mend | O2 |
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Surely the ripe fruits tremble on their bough | P2 |
They cling and linger trembling till they drop | Q2 |
I trembling cling to dying life for how | P2 |
Face the perpetual Now | P2 |
Birthless and deathless void of start or stop | Q2 |
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Void of repentance void of hope and fear | Z |
Of possibility alternative | R2 |
Of all that ever made us bear to live | S2 |
From night to morning here | Y |
Of promise even which has no gift to give | R2 |
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The wood and every creature of the wood | C |
Seemed mourning with me in an undertone | O |
Soft scattered chirpings and a windy moan | O |
Trees rustling where they stood | C |
And shivered showed compassion for my mood | D |
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Rage to despair and now despair had turned | T2 |
Back to self pity and mere weariness | S |
With yearnings like a smouldering fire that burned | T2 |
And might grow more or less | T |
And might die out or wax to white excess | T |
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Without within me music seemed to be | F |
Something not music yet most musical | U2 |
Silence and sound in heavenly harmony | F |
At length a pattering fall | V2 |
Of feet a bell and bleatings broke through all | V2 |
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Then I looked up The wood lay in a glow | W2 |
From golden sunset and from ruddy sky | J2 |
The sun had stooped to earth though once so high | J2 |
Had stooped to earth in slow | W2 |
Warm dying loveliness brought near and low | W2 |
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Each water drop made answer to the light | E2 |
Lit up a spark and showed the sun his face | X2 |
Soft purple shadows paved the grassy space | X2 |
And crept from height to height | E2 |
From height to loftier height crept up apace | X2 |
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While opposite the sun a gazing moon | O |
Put on his glory for her coronet | Y2 |
Kindling her luminous coldness to its noon | O |
As his great splendor set | Y2 |
One only star made up her train as yet | Y2 |
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Each twig was tipped with gold each leaf was edged | Z2 |
And veined with gold from the gold flooded west | A3 |
Each mother bird and mate bird and unfledged | A3 |
Nestling and curious nest | A3 |
Displayed a gilded moss or beak or breast | A3 |
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And filing peacefully between the trees | B3 |
Having the moon behind them and the sun | O |
Full in their meek mild faces walked at ease | B3 |
A homeward flock at peace | C3 |
With one another and with every one | O |
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A patriarchal ram with tinkling bell | D3 |
Led all his kin sometimes one browsing sheep | B2 |
Hung back a moment or one lamb would leap | B2 |
And frolic in a dell | D3 |
Yet still they kept together journeying well | D3 |
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And bleating one or other many or few | E3 |
Journeying together toward the sunlit west | A3 |
Mild face by face and woolly breast by breast | A3 |
Patient sun brightened too | E3 |
Still journeying toward the sunset and their rest | A3 |
Christina Rossetti
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