Restlessness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABAAB CCDCCD EFEGFGHHHHH AIAIJKJK LMNNOKKE| At the open door of the room I stand and look at the night | A |
| Hold my hand to catch the raindrops that slant into sight | A |
| Arriving grey from the darkness above suddenly into the light of the room | B |
| I will escape from the hollow room the box of light | A |
| And be out in the bewildering darkness which is always fecund which might | A |
| Mate my hungry soul with a germ of its womb | B |
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| I will go out to the night as a man goes down to the shore | C |
| To draw his net through the surf s thin line at the dawn before | C |
| The sun warms the sea little lonely and sad sifting the sobbing tide | D |
| I will sift the surf that edges the night with my net the four | C |
| Strands of my eyes and my lips and my hands and my feet sifting the store | C |
| Of flotsam until my soul is tired or satisfied | D |
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| I will catch in my eyes quick net | E |
| The faces of all the women as they go past | F |
| Bend over them with my soul to cherish the wet | E |
| Cheeks and wet hair a moment saying Is it you | G |
| Looking earnestly under the dark umbrellas held fast | F |
| Against the wind and if where the lamplight blew | G |
| Its rainy swill about us she answered me | H |
| With a laugh and a merry wildness that it was she | H |
| Who was seeking me and had found me at last to free | H |
| Me now from the stunting bonds of my chastity | H |
| How glad I should be | H |
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| Moving along in the mysterious ebb of the night | A |
| Pass the men whose eyes are shut like anemones in a dark pool | I |
| Why don t they open with vision and speak to me what have they in sight | A |
| Why do I wander aimless among them desirous fool | I |
| I can always linger over the huddled books on the stalls | J |
| Always gladden my amorous fingers with the touch of their leaves | K |
| Always kneel in courtship to the shelves in the doorways where falls | J |
| The shadow always offer myself to one mistress who always receives | K |
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| But oh it is not enough it is all no good | L |
| There is something I want to feel in my running blood | M |
| Something I want to touch I must hold my face to the rain | N |
| I must hold my face to the wind and let it explain | N |
| Me its life as it hurries in secret | O |
| I will trail my hands again through the drenched cold leaves | K |
| Till my hands are full of the chillness and touch of leaves | K |
| Till at length they induce me to sleep and to forget | E |
David Herbert Lawrence
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