Prothalamion Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBD EFGHIJKJ LMNOPQOR PISJTTUAVWX EYJZA2B2A2C2JD2E2J QIF2BG2JH2GH2 BI2J2JK2A2L2M2N2J JO2M2JO2P2AQ2 R2BJF2F2JS2S2S2D2 S2T2U2S2BV2V2S2 O2V2JFFFJF JS2JS2S2Q2S2Q2W2S2W2 S2FF S2IJX2TS2Y2JS2S2N Z2S2Z2JS2S2EJ S2S2JJJE2S2S2A3Jlittle soul little flirting | A |
little perverse one | B |
where are you off to now | C |
little wan one firm one | B |
little exposed one | B |
and never make fun of me again | D |
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Now I must betray myself | E |
The feast of bondage and unity is near | F |
And none engaged in that great piety | G |
When each bows to the other kneels and takes | H |
Hand in hand glance and glance care and care | I |
None may wear masks or enigmatic clothes | J |
For weakness blinds the wounded face enough | K |
In sense see my shocking nakedness | J |
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I gave a girl an apple when five years old | L |
Saying Will you be sorry when I am gone | M |
Ravenous for such courtesies my name | N |
Is fed like a raving fire insatiate still | O |
But do not be afraid | P |
For I forget myself I do indeed | Q |
Before each genuine beauty and I will | O |
Forget myself before your unknown heart | R |
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I will forget the speech my mother made | P |
In a restaurant trapping my father there | I |
At dinner with his whore Her spoken rage | S |
Struck down the child of seven years | J |
With shame for all three with pity for | T |
The helpless harried waiter with anger for | T |
The diners gazing avid and contempt | U |
And great disgust for every human being | A |
I will remember this My mother's rhetoric | V |
Has charmed my various tongue but now I know | W |
Love's metric seeks a rhyme more pure and sure | X |
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For thus it is that I betray myself | E |
Passing the terror of childhood at second hand | Y |
Through nervous learned fingertips | J |
At thirteen when a little girl died | Z |
I walked for three weeks neither alive nor dead | A2 |
And could not understand and still cannot | B2 |
The adult blind to the nearness of the dead | A2 |
Or carefully ignorant of their own death | C2 |
This sense could shadow all the time's curving fruits | J |
But we will taste of them the whole night long | D2 |
Forgetting no twelfth night no fete of June | E2 |
But in the daylight knowing our nothingness | J |
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Let Freud and Marx be wedding guests indeed | Q |
Let them mark out masks that face us there | I |
For of all anguish weakness loss and failure | F2 |
No form is cruel as self deception none | B |
Shows day by day a bad dream long lived | G2 |
And unbroken like the lies | J |
We tell each other because we are rich or poor | H2 |
Though from the general guilt not free | G |
We can keep honor by being poor | H2 |
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The waste the evil the abomination | B |
Is interrupted the perfect stars persist | I2 |
Small in the guilty night | J2 |
and Mozart shows | J |
The irreducible incorruptible good | K2 |
Risen past birth and death though he is dead | A2 |
Hope like a face reflected on the windowpane | L2 |
Remote and dim fosters a myth or dream | M2 |
And in that dream I speak I summon all | N2 |
Who are our friends somehow and thus I say | J |
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Bid the jewellers come with monocles | J |
Exclaiming Pure Intrinsic Final | O2 |
Summon the children eating ice cream | M2 |
To speak the chill thrill of immediacy | J |
Call for the acrobats who tumble | O2 |
The ecstasy of the somersault | P2 |
Bid the self sufficient stars be piercing | A |
In the sublime and inexhaustible blue | Q2 |
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Bring a mathematician there is much to count | R2 |
The unending continuum of my attention | B |
Infinity will hurry his multiplied voice | J |
Bring the poised impeccable diver | F2 |
Summon the skater precise in figure | F2 |
He knows the peril of circumstance | J |
The risk of movement and the hard ground | S2 |
Summon the florist And the tobacconist | S2 |
All who have known a plant like beauty | S2 |
Summon the charming bird for ignorant song | D2 |
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You Athena with your tired beauty | S2 |
Will you give me away For you must come | T2 |
In a bathing suit with that white owl | U2 |
Whom as I walk I will hold in my hand | S2 |
You too Crusoe to utter the emotion | B |
Of finding Friday no longer alone | V2 |
You too Chaplin muse of the curbstone | V2 |
Mummer of hope you understand | S2 |
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But this is fantastic and pitiful | O2 |
And no one comes none will we are alone | V2 |
And what is possible is my own voice | J |
Speaking its wish despite its lasting fear | F |
Speaking of its hope its promise and its fear | F |
The voice drunk with itself and rapt in fear | F |
Exaggeration braggadocio | J |
Rhetoric and hope and always fear | F |
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For fifty six or for a thousand years | J |
I will live with you and be your friend | S2 |
And what your body and what your spirit bears | J |
I will like my own body cure and tend | S2 |
But you are heavy and my body's weight | S2 |
Is great and heavy when I carry you | Q2 |
I lift upon my back time like a fate | S2 |
Near as my heart dark when I marry you | Q2 |
The voice's promise is easy and hope | W2 |
Is drunk and wanton and unwilled | S2 |
In time's quicksilver where our desires grope | W2 |
The dream is warped or monstrously fulfilled | S2 |
In this sense listen listen and draw near | F |
Love is inexhaustible and full of fear | F |
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This life is endless and my eyes are tired | S2 |
So that again and again I touch a chair | I |
Or go to the window press my face | J |
Against it hoping with substantial touch | X2 |
Colorful sight or turning things to gain once more | T |
The look of actuality the certainty | S2 |
Of those who run down stairs and drive a car | Y2 |
Then let us be each other's truth let us | J |
Affirm the other's self and be | S2 |
The other's audience the other's state | S2 |
Each to the other his sonorous fame | N |
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Now you will be afraid when waking up | Z2 |
Before familiar morning by my mute side | S2 |
Wan and abandoned then when waking up | Z2 |
You see the lion or lamb upon my face | J |
Or see the daemon breathing heavily | S2 |
His sense of ignorance his wish to die | S2 |
For I am nothing because my circus self | E |
Divides its love a million times | J |
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I am the octopus in love with God | S2 |
For thus is my desire inconclusible | S2 |
Until my mind deranged in swimming tubes | J |
Issues its own darkness clutching seas | J |
O God of my perfect ignorance | J |
Bring the New Year to my only sister soon | E2 |
Take from me strength and power to bless her head | S2 |
Give her the magnitude of secular trust | S2 |
Until she turns to me in her troubled sleep | A3 |
Seeing me in my wish free from self wrongs | J |
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