From House To Home Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG HIHJ KLKL MNMN COCO PQRS TUTU VWVW XYXY XJXJ CZCZ A2WA2W B2C2B2C2 JD2JD2 E2F2E2F2 AG2AH2 I2J2K2J2 L2LL2L M2QM2Q N2O2N2O2 FJ2GJ2 P2Q2P2Q2 WA2WA2 R2S2R2S2 T2XT2X FU2GV2 W2H2W2H2 CX2CX2 Y2JY2J Z2A3Z2A3 B3C3B3C3 D3WD3W E3X2E3X2 F3FF3G JG3JH3 I3J3I3A K3L3K3M3 N3P2N3P2 DA2DA2 O3CP3C WUWU P2Q3P2Q3 R3S3T3S3 J3N2J3N2 ZO2ZO2 U3V3U3V3 FW3GW3 BG2BG2 WWWW DH2DH2 Y2WF2W MWX3W Y3X3Y3X3 FWGW X3WX3WThe first was like a dream through summer heat | A |
The second like a tedious numbing swoon | B |
While the half frozen pulses lagged to beat | A |
Beneath a winter moon | B |
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But says my friend what was this thing and where | C |
It was a pleasure place within my soul | D |
An earthly paradise supremely fair | C |
That lured me from the goal | D |
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The first part was a tissue of hugged lies | E |
The second was its ruin fraught with pain | F |
Why raise the fair delusion to the skies | E |
But to be dashed again | G |
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My castle stood of white transparent glass | H |
Glittering and frail with many a fretted spire | I |
But when the summer sunset came to pass | H |
It kindled into fire | J |
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My pleasaunce was an undulating green | K |
Stately with trees whose shadows slept below | L |
With glimpses of smooth garden beds between | K |
Like flame or sky or snow | L |
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Swift squirrels on the pastures took their ease | M |
With leaping lambs safe from the unfeared knife | N |
All singing birds rejoicing in those trees | M |
Fulfilled their careless life | N |
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Wood pigeons cooed there stock doves nestled there | C |
My trees were full of songs and flowers and fruit | O |
Their branches spread a city to the air | C |
And mice lodged in their root | O |
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My heath lay farther off where lizards lived | P |
In strange metallic mail just spied and gone | Q |
Like darted lightnings here and there perceived | R |
But nowhere dwelt upon | S |
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Frogs and fat toads were there to hop or plod | T |
And propagate in peace an uncouth crew | U |
Where velvet headed rushes rustling nod | T |
And spill the morning dew | U |
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All caterpillars throve beneath my rule | V |
With snails and slugs in corners out of sight | W |
I never marred the curious sudden stool | V |
That perfects in a night | W |
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Safe in his excavated gallery | X |
The burrowing mole groped on from year to year | Y |
No harmless hedgehog curled because of me | X |
His prickly back for fear | Y |
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Ofttimes one like an angel walked with me | X |
With spirit discerning eyes like flames of fire | J |
But deep as the unfathomed endless sea | X |
Fulfilling my desire | J |
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And sometimes like a snowdrift he was fair | C |
And sometimes like a sunset glorious red | Z |
And sometimes he had wings to scale the air | C |
With aureole round his head | Z |
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We sang our songs together by the way | A2 |
Calls and recalls and echoes of delight | W |
So communed we together all the day | A2 |
And so in dreams by night | W |
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I have no words to tell what way we walked | B2 |
What unforgotten path now closed and sealed | C2 |
I have no words to tell all things we talked | B2 |
All things that he revealed | C2 |
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This only can I tell that hour by hour | J |
I waxed more feastful lifted up and glad | D2 |
I felt no thorn prick when I plucked a flower | J |
Felt not my friend was sad | D2 |
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To morrow once I said to him with smiles | E2 |
To night he answered gravely and was dumb | F2 |
But pointed out the stones that numbered miles | E2 |
And miles and miles to come | F2 |
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Not so I said to morrow shall be sweet | A |
To night is not so sweet as coming days | G2 |
Then first I saw that he had turned his feet | A |
Had turned from me his face | H2 |
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Running and flying miles and miles he went | I2 |
But once looked back to beckon with his hand | J2 |
And cry Come home O love from banishment | K2 |
Come to the distant land | J2 |
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That night destroyed me like an avalanche | L2 |
One night turned all my summer back to snow | L |
Next morning not a bird upon my branch | L2 |
Not a lamb woke below | L |
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No bird no lamb no living breathing thing | M2 |
No squirrel scampered on my breezy lawn | Q |
No mouse lodged by his hoard all joys took wing | M2 |
And fled before that dawn | Q |
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Azure and sun were starved from heaven above | N2 |
No dew had fallen but biting frost lay hoar | O2 |
O love I knew that I should meet my love | N2 |
Should find my love no more | O2 |
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My love no more I muttered stunned with pain | F |
I shed no tear I wrung no passionate hand | J2 |
Till something whispered You shall meet again | G |
Meet in a distant land | J2 |
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Then with a cry like famine I arose | P2 |
I lit my candle searched from room to room | Q2 |
Searched up and down a war of winds that froze | P2 |
Swept through the blank of gloom | Q2 |
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I searched day after day night after night | W |
Scant change there came to me of night or day | A2 |
No more I wailed no more and trimmed my light | W |
And gnashed but did not pray | A2 |
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Until my heart broke and my spirit broke | R2 |
Upon the frost bound floor I stumbled fell | S2 |
And moaned It is enough withhold the stroke | R2 |
Farewell O love farewell | S2 |
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Then life swooned from me And I heard the song | T2 |
Of spheres and spirits rejoicing over me | X |
One cried Our sister she hath suffered long | T2 |
One answered Make her see | X |
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One cried O blessed she who no more pain | F |
Who no more disappointment shall receive | U2 |
One answered Not so she must live again | G |
Strengthen thou her to live | V2 |
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So while I lay entranced a curtain seemed | W2 |
To shrivel with crackling from before my face | H2 |
Across mine eyes a waxing radiance beamed | W2 |
And showed a certain place | H2 |
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I saw a vision of a woman where | C |
Night and new morning strive for domination | X2 |
Incomparably pale and almost fair | C |
And sad beyond expression | X2 |
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Her eyes were like some fire enshrining gem | Y2 |
Were stately like the stars and yet were tender | J |
Her figure charmed me like a windy stem | Y2 |
Quivering and drooped and slender | J |
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I stood upon the outer barren ground | Z2 |
She stood on inner ground that budded flowers | A3 |
While circling in their never slackening round | Z2 |
Danced by the mystic hours | A3 |
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But every flower was lifted on a thorn | B3 |
And every thorn shot upright from its sands | C3 |
To gall her feet hoarse laughter pealed in scorn | B3 |
With cruel clapping hands | C3 |
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She bled and wept yet did not shrink her strength | D3 |
Was strung up until daybreak of delight | W |
She measured measureless sorrow toward its length | D3 |
And breadth and depth and height | W |
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Then marked I how a chain sustained her form | E3 |
A chain of living links not made nor riven | X2 |
It stretched sheer up through lightning wind and storm | E3 |
And anchored fast in heaven | X2 |
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One cried How long yet founded on the Rock | F3 |
She shall do battle suffer and attain | F |
One answered Faith quakes in the tempest shock | F3 |
Strengthen her soul again | G |
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I saw a cup sent down and come to her | J |
Brimful of loathing and of bitterness | G3 |
She drank with livid lips that seemed to stir | J |
The depth not make it less | H3 |
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But as she drank I spied a hand distil | I3 |
New wine and virgin honey making it | J3 |
First bitter sweet then sweet indeed until | I3 |
She tasted only sweet | A |
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Her lips and cheeks waxed rosy fresh and young | K3 |
Drinking she sang My soul shall nothing want | L3 |
And drank anew while soft a song was sung | K3 |
A mystical slow chant | M3 |
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One cried The wounds are faithful of a friend | N3 |
The wilderness shall blossom as a rose | P2 |
One answered Rend the veil declare the end | N3 |
Strengthen her ere she goes | P2 |
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Then earth and heaven were rolled up like a scroll | D |
Time and space change and death had passed away | A2 |
Weight number measure each had reached its whole | D |
The day had come that day | A2 |
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Multitudes multitudes stood up in bliss | O3 |
Made equal to the angels glorious fair | C |
With harps palms wedding garments kiss of peace | P3 |
And crowned and haloed hair | C |
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They sang a song a new song in the height | W |
Harping with harps to Him Who is Strong and True | U |
They drank new wine their eyes saw with new light | W |
Lo all things were made new | U |
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Tier beyond tier they rose and rose and rose | P2 |
So high that it was dreadful flames with flames | Q3 |
No man could number them no tongue disclose | P2 |
Their secret sacred names | Q3 |
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As though one pulse stirred all one rush of blood | R3 |
Fed all one breath swept through them myriad voiced | S3 |
They struck their harps cast down their crowns they stood | T3 |
And worshipped and rejoiced | S3 |
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Each face looked one way like a moon new lit | J3 |
Each face looked one way towards its Sun of Love | N2 |
Drank love and bathed in love and mirrored it | J3 |
And knew no end thereof | N2 |
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Glory touched glory on each blessed head | Z |
Hands locked dear hands never to sunder more | O2 |
These were the new begotten from the dead | Z |
Whom the great birthday bore | O2 |
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Heart answered heart soul answered soul at rest | U3 |
Double against each other filled sufficed | V3 |
All loving loved of all but loving best | U3 |
And best beloved of Christ | V3 |
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I saw that one who lost her love in pain | F |
Who trod on thorns who drank the loathsome cup | W3 |
The lost in night in day was found again | G |
The fallen was lifted up | W3 |
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They stood together in the blessed noon | B |
They sang together through the length of days | G2 |
Each loving face bent Sunwards like a moon | B |
New lit with love and praise | G2 |
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Therefore O friend I would not if I might | W |
Rebuild my house of lies wherein I joyed | W |
One time to dwell my soul shall walk in white | W |
Cast down but not destroyed | W |
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Therefore in patience I possess my soul | D |
Yea therefore as a flint I set my face | H2 |
To pluck down to build up again the whole | D |
But in a distant place | H2 |
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These thorns are sharp yet I can tread on them | Y2 |
This cup is loathsome yet He makes it sweet | W |
My face is steadfast toward Jerusalem | F2 |
My heart remembers it | W |
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I lift the hanging hands the feeble knees | M |
I precious more than seven times molten gold | W |
Until the day when from His storehouses | X3 |
God shall bring new and old | W |
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Beauty for ashes oil of joy for grief | Y3 |
Garment of praise for spirit of heaviness | X3 |
Although to day I fade as doth a leaf | Y3 |
I languish and grow less | X3 |
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Although to day He prunes my twigs with pain | F |
Yet doth His blood nourish and warm my root | W |
To morrow I shall put forth buds again | G |
And clothe myself with fruit | W |
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Although to day I walk in tedious ways | X3 |
To day His staff is turned into a rod | W |
Yet will I wait for Him the appointed days | X3 |
And stay upon my God | W |
Christina Rossetti
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