From: Preludes For Memnon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A ABCBBBDB EFGFAHAH IAAAAAAA CJAJAKCK AAAAALAL MNANONAN PQRQSQTQ UVFVAVWV AXHX A AHY AKZ BTA ASA

LXIIA
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I read the primrose and the seaA
and remember nothingB
I read Arcturus and the snowC
and remember nothingB
I read the green and white book of springB
and remember nothingB
I read the hatred in a man s eyeD
Lord I remember nothingB
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Scorn spat at me and spokeE
I remember it notF
The river was frozen round the shipG
I remember it notF
I found a secret message in a blade of grassA
and it is forgottenH
I called my lovers by their sweet namesA
they are all forgottenH
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Where are my lovers nowI
buried in meA
The blades of grass the ships the scornersA
here in meA
The haters in the spring snow and ArcturusA
here in meA
The primrose and the seaA
here in meA
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I know what humans knowC
no less no moreJ
I know how the summer breaksA
on Neptune s shoreJ
I know how winter freezesA
the Milky WayK
My heart s home is in LimboC
and there I stayK
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Praise Limbo heart and praiseA
forgetfulnessA
We know what the tiger knowsA
no more no lessA
We know what the primrose thinksA
and think it tooL
We walk when the snail walksA
across the dewL
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I was a rash man in my timeM
but now I am stillN
I spoke with god s voice onceA
now I am stillN
Evil made my right hand strongO
which now is stillN
Wisdom gave me pride onceA
but it is stillN
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Lie down poor heart at lastP
and have your restQ
Remember to forgetR
and have your restQ
Think of yourself as once you wereS
at your bestQ
And then lie down aloneT
and have your restQ
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These things are as time weaves themU
on his loomV
Forgot forgetting we survive notF
mortal bloomV
Let us give thanks to spaceA
for a little roomV
Space is our face and time our deathW
two poles of doomV
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Come dance around the compassA
pointing northX
Before face downward frozenH
we go forthX
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LXIIIA
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Thus systole addressed diastoleA
The heart contracting with its grief of burdenH
To the lax heart with grief of burden goneY
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Thus star to dead leaf speaks thus cliff to seaA
And thus the spider on a summer s dayK
To the bright thistledown trapped in the webZ
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No language leaps this chasm like a lightningB
Here is no message of assuagement blownT
From Ecuador to Greenland here is onlyA
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A trumpet blast that calls dead men to armsA
The granite s pity for the cloud the whisperS
Of time to spaceA

Conrad Potter Aiken



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