L'irreparable Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDA EDEDE EEDEE FGHGF EDEDE IJIKI DLDLD MNMNM OPOO NENEN

Ah can we stifle the old the long remorseA
Who lives and moves full tortuouslyB
Who feeds upon us like the worm upon the corpseC
The caterpillar on the treeD
Ah can we stifle now the implacable remorseA
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What wine what magistral what philtre known to manE
Will drown our olden enemyD
Gluttonous and destructive like the courtesanE
Still moiling ant wise patientlyD
What wine what magistral what philtre known to manE
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Tell it fair sorceress if haply thou dost knowE
To one with anguish overborneE
And like a dying man with all his wounds aflowD
By hoofs of horses bruised and tornE
Tell it fair sorceress if haply thou dost knowE
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To him the prowling wolves have scented from afarF
And crows have marked within the gloomG
A broken soldier who despairs in some lost warH
Of cross or cenotaph or tombG
This fallen man the wolves have scented from afarF
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Can one illuminate the muddy murk of heavenE
Or tear the tenebrific pallD
Intenser still than pitch with neither morn nor evenE
nor stars nor gleams funeralD
Can one illuminate the muddy murk of heavenE
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Our hope that burned for us behind the hostel panesI
Is long outblown is dead for ayeJ
With neither moon nor lamp we lodge in dark domainsI
The martyrs of an evil wayK
The Devil has put out all the tavern panesI
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Dost love the damned O sorceress adorableD
Ah tell me knowest thou the lostL
Dost know Remorse whose venom dropping darts from HellD
Into the targe of souls are tossedL
Dost love the damned O sorceress adorableD
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The Irreparable toils with fell accursed teethM
Fretting our soul's frail monumentN
And often like the moiling termite delves beneathM
To gnaw the ruinous fundamentN
The Irreparable toils with fell accursed teethM
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I have seen sometimes within the common theatreO
Aflame with music sonorousP
A Fay from heavens dark as the sepulchreO
I have seen sometimes within the common theatreO
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A Being wholly wrought of gold and gauze and lightN
Cast a great Satan down in scornE
But my heart long unvisited of all delightN
Is like a theatre forlornE
That waits always in vain the Being winged with lightN

Clark Ashton Smith



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