Chant Of The Changing Hours Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCCCCCCC DABEAB CDCCCCCC ABAFBCCCCCCC AB ACBCCDCCDCC DDBDBCCCCCCC CCCCCCCThe Hours passed by a fleet confused crowd | A |
With wafture of blown garments bright as fire | B |
Light light of foot and laughing morning browed | A |
And where they trod the jonquil and the briar | B |
Thrilled into jocund life the dreaming dells | C |
Waked to a morrice chime of jostled bells | C |
They danced they danced to piping such as | C |
flings | C |
The garnered music of a million Springs | C |
Into one single keener ecstasy | C |
One paused and shouted to my questionings | C |
Lo I am Youth I bid thee follow me | C |
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The Hours passed by they paced great lords and | D |
proud | A |
Crowned on with sunlight robed in rich attire | B |
Before their conquering word the brute deed | E |
bowed | A |
And Ariel fancies served their large desire | B |
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They spake and roused the mused soul that dwells | C |
In dust or smiling shaped new heavens and | D |
hells | C |
Dethroned old gods and made blind beggars kings | C |
And what art thou I cried to one that brings | C |
His mistress for a brooch the Galaxy | C |
I am the plumed Thought that soars and sings | C |
Lo I am Song I bid thee follow me | C |
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The Hours passed by with veiled eyes endowed | A |
Of dream and parted lips that scarce suspire | B |
To breathing dusk and arrowy moonlight vowed | A |
South wind and shadowy grove and murmuring | F |
lyre | B |
Swaying they moved as drows'd of wizard spells | C |
Or tranc'd with sight of recent miracles | C |
And yet they trembled down their folded wings | C |
Quivered the hint of sweet withholden things | C |
Ah bitter sweet in their intensity | C |
One paused and said unto my wonderings | C |
Lo I am Love I bid thee follow me | C |
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The Hours passed by through huddled cities loud | A |
With witless hate and stale with stinking mire | B |
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So cowled monks might march with bier and shroud | A |
Down streets plague spotted toward some cleans | C |
ing pyre | B |
Yet lo strange lilies bloomed in lightless cells | C |
And passionate spirits burst their clayey shells | C |
And sang the stricken hope that bleeds and | D |
clings | C |
Earth's bruised heart beat in the throbbing strings | C |
And joy still struggled through the threnody | D |
One stern Hour said unto my marvelings | C |
Lo I am Life I bid thee follow me | C |
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The Hours passed by the stumbling hours and | D |
cowed | D |
Uncertain prone to tears and childish ire | B |
The wavering hours that drift like any cloud | D |
At whim of winds or fortunate or dire | B |
The feeble shapes that any chance expells | C |
Their wisdom useless lacking the blood that swells | C |
The tensed vein the hot swift tide that stings | C |
With life Ah wise but naked to the slings | C |
Of fate and plagued of youthful memory | C |
A cracked voice broke upon my pityings | C |
Lo I am Age I bid thee follow me | C |
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Ah Youth we dallied by the babbling wells | C |
Where April all her lyric secret tells | C |
Ah Song we sped our bold imaginings | C |
As far as yon red planet's triple rings | C |
O Life O Love I followed followed thee | C |
There waits one word to end my journeyings | C |
Lo I am Death I bid thee follow me | C |
Don Marquis
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