The Unknown Eros. Book I. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDBBD ECEDAFGGDHHFIIJJKKLL MBMBBNNOOPP QQRAARDBSSTTUBVUV WDWA AX QYZQZA2B2YB2EC2C2ED2 HD2HE2E2HHBBE2E2E2E2 BF2F2E2G2H2H2I2HH AE HHHYYNHHJ2J2E2E2FK2F K2BL2BBL2NBM2EM2EN2E 2TTNNK2GGEEO2PO2PO2P 2FFE2E2Q2Q2BAR2TP2E2 AB Q2S2S2BBQ2AAT2BU2BU2 BB AE2 AV2W2E2E2AAX2X2AE2X2 BP2BP2BBABBAV2PBBY2B PBY2BP2BBP2NN AABBE2E2BBBBBBZ2Z2G2 G2BBZ2A3A3AP2B3B| I | A |
| Saint Valentine s Day | B |
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| Well dost thou Love thy solemn Feast to hold | C |
| In vestal February | D |
| Not rather choosing out some rosy day | B |
| From the rich coronet of the coming May | B |
| When all things meet to marry | D |
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| O quick pr vernal Power | E |
| That signall'st punctual through the sleepy mould | C |
| The Snowdrop's time to flower | E |
| Fair as the rash oath of virginity | D |
| Which is first love's first cry | A |
| O Baby Spring | F |
| That flutter'st sudden 'neath the breast of Earth | G |
| A month before the birth | G |
| Whence is the peaceful poignancy | D |
| The joy contrite | H |
| Sadder than sorrow sweeter than delight | H |
| That burthens now the breath of everything | F |
| Though each one sighs as if to each alone | I |
| The cherish'd pang were known | I |
| At dusk of dawn on his dark spray apart | J |
| With it the Blackbird breaks the young Day's heart | J |
| In evening's hush | K |
| About it talks the heavenly minded Thrush | K |
| The hill with like remorse | L |
| Smiles to the Sun's smile in his westering course | L |
| The fisher's drooping skiff | M |
| In yonder sheltering bay | B |
| The choughs that call about the shining cliff | M |
| The children noisy in the setting ray | B |
| Own the sweet season each thing as it may | B |
| Thoughts of strange kindness and forgotten peace | N |
| In me increase | N |
| And tears arise | O |
| Within my happy happy Mistress' eyes | O |
| And lo her lips averted from my kiss | P |
| Ask from Love's bounty ah much more than bliss | P |
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| Is't the sequester'd and exceeding sweet | Q |
| Of dear Desire electing his defeat | Q |
| Is't the waked Earth now to yon purpling cope | R |
| Uttering first love's first cry | A |
| Vainly renouncing with a Seraph's sigh | A |
| Love's natural hope | R |
| Fair meaning Earth foredoom'd to perjury | D |
| Behold all amorous May | B |
| With roses heap'd upon her laughing brows | S |
| Avoids thee of thy vows | S |
| Were it for thee with her warm bosom near | T |
| To abide the sharpness of the Seraph's sphere | T |
| Forget thy foolish words | U |
| Go to her summons gay | B |
| Thy heart with dead wing'd Innocencies fill'd | V |
| Ev'n as a nest with birds | U |
| After the old ones by the hawk are kill'd | V |
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| Well dost thou Love to celebrate | W |
| The noon of thy soft ecstasy | D |
| Or e'er it be too late | W |
| Or e'er the Snowdrop die | A |
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| II | A |
| Wind And Wave | X |
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| The wedded light and heat | Q |
| Winnowing the witless space | Y |
| Without a let | Z |
| What are they till they beat | Q |
| Against the sleepy sod and there beget | Z |
| Perchance the violet | A2 |
| Is the One found | B2 |
| Amongst a wilderness of as happy grace | Y |
| To make Heaven's bound | B2 |
| So that in Her | E |
| All which it hath of sensitively good | C2 |
| Is sought and understood | C2 |
| After the narrow mode the mighty Heavens prefer | E |
| She as a little breeze | D2 |
| Following still Night | H |
| Ripples the spirit's cold deep seas | D2 |
| Into delight | H |
| But in a while | E2 |
| The immeasurable smile | E2 |
| Is broke by fresher airs to flashes blent | H |
| With darkling discontent | H |
| And all the subtle zephyr hurries gay | B |
| And all the heaving ocean heaves one way | B |
| T'ward the void sky line and an unguess'd weal | E2 |
| Until the vanward billows feel | E2 |
| The agitating shallows and divine the goal | E2 |
| And to foam roll | E2 |
| And spread and stray | B |
| And traverse wildly like delighted hands | F2 |
| The fair and fleckless sands | F2 |
| And so the whole | E2 |
| Unfathomable and immense | G2 |
| Triumphing tide comes at the last to reach | H2 |
| And burst in wind kiss'd splendours on the deaf'ning beach | H2 |
| Where forms of children in first innocence | I2 |
| Laugh and fling pebbles on the rainbow'd crest | H |
| Of its untired unrest | H |
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| III | A |
| Winter | E |
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| I singularly moved | H |
| To love the lovely that are not beloved | H |
| Of all the Seasons most | H |
| Love Winter and to trace | Y |
| The sense of the Trophonian pallor on her face | Y |
| It is not death but plenitude of peace | N |
| And the dim cloud that does the world enfold | H |
| Hath less the characters of dark and cold | H |
| Than warmth and light asleep | J2 |
| And correspondent breathing seems to keep | J2 |
| With the infant harvest breathing soft below | E2 |
| Its eider coverlet of snow | E2 |
| Nor is in field or garden anything | F |
| But duly look'd into contains serene | K2 |
| The substance of things hoped for in the Spring | F |
| And evidence of Summer not yet seen | K2 |
| On every chance mild day | B |
| That visits the moist shaw | L2 |
| The honeysuckle 'sdaining to be crost | B |
| In urgence of sweet life by sleet or frost | B |
| 'Voids the time's law | L2 |
| With still increase | N |
| Of leaflet new and little wandering spray | B |
| Often in sheltering brakes | M2 |
| As one from rest disturb'd in the first hour | E |
| Primrose or violet bewilder'd wakes | M2 |
| And deems 'tis time to flower | E |
| Though not a whisper of her voice he hear | N2 |
| The buried bulb does know | E2 |
| The signals of the year | T |
| And hails far Summer with his lifted spear | T |
| The gorse field dark by sudden gold caprice | N |
| Turns here and there into a Jason's fleece | N |
| Lilies that soon in Autumn slipp'd their gowns of green | K2 |
| And vanish'd into earth | G |
| And came again ere Autumn died to birth | G |
| Stand full array'd amidst the wavering shower | E |
| And perfect for the Summer less the flower | E |
| In nook of pale or crevice of crude bark | O2 |
| Thou canst not miss | P |
| If close thou spy to mark | O2 |
| The ghostly chrysalis | P |
| That if thou touch it stirs in its dream dark | O2 |
| And the flush'd Robin in the evenings hoar | P2 |
| Does of Love's Day as if he saw it sing | F |
| But sweeter yet than dream or song of Summer or Spring | F |
| Are Winter's sometime smiles that seem to well | E2 |
| From infancy ineffable | E2 |
| Her wandering languorous gaze | Q2 |
| So unfamiliar so without amaze | Q2 |
| On the elemental chill adversity | B |
| The uncomprehended rudeness and her sigh | A |
| And solemn gathering tear | R2 |
| And look of exile from some great repose the sphere | T |
| Of ether moved by ether only or | P2 |
| By something still more tranquil | E2 |
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| IV | A |
| Beta | B |
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| Of infinite Heaven the rays | Q2 |
| Piercing some eyelet in our cavern black | S2 |
| Ended their viewless track | S2 |
| On thee to smite | B |
| Solely as on a diamond stalactite | B |
| And in mid darkness lit a rainbow's blaze | Q2 |
| Wherein the absolute Reason Power and Love | A |
| That erst could move | A |
| Mainly in me but toil and weariness | T2 |
| Renounced their deadening might | B |
| Renounced their undistinguishable stress | U2 |
| Of withering white | B |
| And did with gladdest hues my spirit caress | U2 |
| Nothing of Heaven in thee showing infinite | B |
| Save the delight | B |
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| V | A |
| The Day After To Morrow | E2 |
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| Perchance she droops within the hollow gulf | A |
| Which the great wave of coming pleasure draws | V2 |
| Not guessing the glad cause | W2 |
| Ye Clouds that on your endless journey go | E2 |
| Ye Winds that westward flow | E2 |
| Thou heaving Sea | A |
| That heav'st 'twixt her and me | A |
| Tell her I come | X2 |
| Then only sigh your pleasure and be dumb | X2 |
| For the sweet secret of our either self | A |
| We know | E2 |
| Tell her I come | X2 |
| And let her heart be still'd | B |
| One day's controlled hope and then one more | P2 |
| And on the third our lives shall be fulfill'd | B |
| Yet all has been before | P2 |
| Palm placed in palm twin smiles and words astray | B |
| What other should we say | B |
| But shall I not with ne'er a sign perceive | A |
| Whilst her sweet hands I hold | B |
| The myriad threads and meshes manifold | B |
| Which Love shall round her weave | A |
| The pulse in that vein making alien pause | V2 |
| And varying beats from this | P |
| Down each long finger felt a differing strand | B |
| Of silvery welcome bland | B |
| And in her breezy palm | Y2 |
| And silken wrist | B |
| Beneath the touch of my like numerous bliss | P |
| Complexly kiss'd | B |
| A diverse and distinguishable calm | Y2 |
| What should we say | B |
| It all has been before | P2 |
| And yet our lives shall now be first fulfill'd | B |
| And into their summ'd sweetness fall distill'd | B |
| One sweet drop more | P2 |
| One sweet drop more in absolute increase | N |
| Of unrelapsing peace | N |
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| O heaving Sea | A |
| That heav'st as if for bliss of her and me | A |
| And separatest not dear heart from heart | B |
| Though each 'gainst other beats too far apart | B |
| For yet awhile | E2 |
| Let it not seem that I behold her smile | E2 |
| O weary Love O folded to her breast | B |
| Love in each moment years and years of rest | B |
| Be calm as being not | B |
| Ye oceans of intolerable delight | B |
| The blazing photosphere of central Night | B |
| Be ye forgot | B |
| Terror thou swarthy Groom of Bride bliss coy | Z2 |
| Let me not see thee toy | Z2 |
| O Death too tardy with thy hope intense | G2 |
| Of kisses close beyond conceit of sense | G2 |
| O Life too liberal while to take her hand | B |
| Is more of hope than heart can understand | B |
| Perturb my golden patience not with joy | Z2 |
| Nor through a wish profane | A3 |
| The peace that should pertain | A3 |
| To him who does by her attraction move | A |
| Has all not been before | P2 |
| One day's controlled hope and one again | B3 |
| And then the third and ye shall have the | B |
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