Interlude: The Casement Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEDFBFBGBGBHIHI BBBBJJKKBBLLMMNNOPQQ RRSTBB Q QQQQ QUQV WQWQ

Once when the sun burst flewA
its banner above broad seas and eastern hillsB
my casement knewA
that morning in her wondrous isle of youth distilsB
perpetual balm and tidings trumpetedC
of Eden airD
winsome and quick round many a wilding grace unwedE
clad only in glad hairD
bade fancy soarF
far and aloft along that limitless ecstasyB
of crystal towards some shoreF
where life were crown'd amidst a halcyon seaB
Now desolate despairful lamentable retreatG
wreck'd wheels and sparsB
streaming from irresistible defeatG
the broken field of starsB
and all our hope they bore the appointed wordH
and that unbroken songI
that should resolve our suffering dark in peace deferr'dH
how longI
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The window is wide and lo beyond its barsB
dim fields of fading starsB
and cavern tracts whence the great store of tearsB
that Beauty all the yearsB
hath wept in wanderings of the eyeless darkJ
remembering the long carkJ
whereunder we her care are silent bow'dK
invades with numbing shroudK
this dwindling realm of listless avatarsB
Dim fields of fading starsB
and shall yet ye with amaranth rapture burnL
and maiden grace returnL
sprung soft and sudden on the fainting nightM
rose passioning to whiteM
or must our task remain and hopeless artN
that sickeneth the heartN
from yon dull embers to evoke the ghostO
of the first garden lostP
sad necromancers we Then let the blastQ
that waked you ancient castQ
into the deeps your useless lagging dearthR
O blazon'd shame of EarthR
who then might hail the last oblivionS
knowing you doomward blownT
before the advance of night's relentless carsB
dim fields of fading starsB
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'O white wind numbing the world'Q
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O WHITE wind numbing the worldQ
to a mask of suffering hateQ
and thy goblin pipes have skirl dQ
all night at my broken gateQ
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O heart be hidden and keptQ
in a half light colour d and warmU
and call on thy dreams that have sleptQ
to charm thee from hate and harmV
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They are gone for I might not keepW
my sense is beaten and dinn dQ
there is no peace but a grey sleepW
in the pause of the windQ

Christopher John Brennan



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