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Lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Dear Morris here is your letter	A
Can my answer reach you now	B
Fate has left me your debtor	A
You will remember how	B
For I went away to Nantucket	C
And you to the Isle of Orleans	D
And when I was dawdling and dreaming	E
Over the ways and means	F
Of answering the power was denied me	G
Fate frowned and took her stand	H
I have your unanswered letter	A
Here in my hand	H
This in your famous scribble	I
It was ever a cryptic fist	J
Cuneiform or Chaldaic	E
Meanings held in a mist	J
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Dear Morris now I'm inditing	E
And poring over your script	K
I gather from the writing	E
The coin that you had flipt	K
Turned tails and so you compel me	G
To meet you at Touchwood Hills	L
Or mayhap you are trying to tell me	G
The sum of a painter's ills	L
Is that Phimister Proctor	A
Or something about a doctor	A
Well nobody knows but Eddie	G
Whatever it is I'm ready	G
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For our friendship was always fortunate	K
In its greetings and adieux	L
Nothing flat or importunate	K
Nothing of the misuse	L
That comes of the constant grinding	E
Of one mind on another	A
So memory has nothing to smother	A
But only a few things captured	K
On the wing as it were and enraptured	K
Yes Morris I am inditing	E
Answering at last it seems	L
How can you read the writing	E
In the vacancy of dreams	L
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I would have you look over my shoulder	A
Ere the long dark year is colder	A
And mark that as memory grows older	A
The brighter it pulses and gleams	L
And if I should try to render	A
The tissues of fugitive splendour	A
That fled down the wind of living	E
Will they read it some day in the future	A
And be conscious of an awareness	L
In our old lives and the bareness	L
Of theirs with the newest passions	L
In the last fad of the fashions	L
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How often have we risen without daylight	K
When the day star was hidden in mist	K
When the dragon fly was heavy with dew and sleep	M
And viewed the miracle pre eminent matchless	L
The prelusive light that quickens the morning	E
O crystal dawn how shall we distill your virginal freshness	L
When you steal upon a land that man has not sullied with his	L
intrusion	N
When the aboriginal shy dwellers in the broad solitudes	L
Are asleep in their innumerable dens and night haunts	L
Amid the dry ferns in the tender nests	L
Pressed into shape by the breasts of the Mother birds	L
How shall we simulate the thrill of announcement	K
When lake after lake lingering in the starlight	K
Turn their faces towards you	O
And are caressed with the salutation of colour	A
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How shall we transmit in tendril like images	L
The tenuous tremor in the tissues of ether	A
Before the round of colour buds like the dome of a shrine	P
The preconscious moment when love has fluttered in the bosom	Q
Before it begins to ache	R
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How often have we seen the even	S
Melt into the liquidity of twilight	K
With passages of Titian splendour	A
Pellucid preludes exquisitely tender	A
Where vanish and revive thro' veils of the ashes of roses	L
The crystal forms the breathless sky discloses	L
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The new moon a slender thing	E
In a snood of virgin light	K
She seemed all shy on venturing	E
Into the vast night	K
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Her own land and folk were afar	A
She must have gone astray	A
But the gods had given a silver star	A
To be with her on the way	A
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I can feel the wind on the prairie	A
And see the bunch grass wave	T
And the sunlights ripple and vary	A
The hill with Crowfoot's grave	T
Where he 'pitched off' for the last time	U
In sight of the Blackfoot Crossing	E
Where in the sun for a pastime	U
You marked the site of his tepee	M
With a circle of stones Old Napiw	M
Gave you credit for that day	A
And well I recall the weirdness	L
Of that evening at Qu'Appelle	I
In the wigwam with old Sakimay	U
The keen acrid smell	I
As the kinnikinick was burning	E
The planets outside were turning	E
And the little splints of poplar	A
Flared with a thin gold flame	U
He showed us his painted robe	V
Where in primitive pigments	L
He had drawn his feats and his forays	L
And told us the legend	K
Of the man without a name	U
The hated Blackfoot	K
How he lured the warriors	L
The young men to the foray	A
And they never returned	K
Only their ghosts	L
Goaded by the Blackfoot	K
Mounted on stallions	L
In the night time	U
He drove the stallions	L
Reeking into the camp	M
The women gasped and whispered	K
The children cowered and crept	K
And the old men shuddered	K
Where they slept	K
When Sakimay looked forth	W
He saw the Blackfoot	K
And the ghosts of the warriors	L
And the black stallions	L
Covered by the night wind	K
As by a mantle	I
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I remember well a day	A
When the sunlight had free play	A
When you worked in happy stress	L
While grave Ne Pah Pee Ness	L
Sat for his portrait there	A
In his beaded coat and his bare	A
Head with his mottled fan	X
Of hawk's feathers A Man	X
Ah Morris those were the times	L
When you sang your inconsequent rhymes	L
Sprung from a careless fountain	N
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' He met her on the mountain	N
He gave her a horn to blow	I
And the very last words he said to her	A
Were 'Go 'long Eliza go ' '	-
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Foolish but life was all	I
And under the skilful fingers	L
Contours came at your call	I
Art grows and time lingers	L
But now the song has a change	Y
Into something wistful and strange	Y
And one asks with a touch of ruth	Z
What became of the youth	Z
And where did Eliza go	I
He met her on the mountain	N
He gave her a horn to blow	I
The horn was a silver whorl	I
With a mouthpiece of pure pearl	I
And the mountain was all one glow	I
With gulfs of blue and summits of rosy snow	I
The cadence she blew on the silver horn	A2
Was the meaning of life in one phrase caught	K
And as soon as the magic notes were born	A2
She repeated them once in an afterthought	K
They heard in the crystal passes	L
The cadence calling calling	E
And faint in the deep crevasses	L
The echoes falling falling	E
They stood apart and wondered	K
Her lips with a wound were aquiver	A
His heart with a sword was sundered	K
For life was changed forever	A
When he gave her the horn to blow	I
But a shadow arose from the valley	I
Desolate slow and tender	A
It hid the herdsmen's chalet	K
Where it hung in the emerald meadow	I
Was death driving the shadow	I
It quenched the tranquil splendour	A
Of the colour of life on the glow peaks	L
Till at the end of the even	S
The last shell tint on the snow peaks	L
Had passed away from the heaven	N
And yet when it passed victorious	L
The stars came out on the mountains	L
And the torrents gusty and glorious	L
Clamoured in a thousand fountains	L
And even far down in the valley	I
A light re discovered the chalet	K
The scene that was veiled had a meaning	E
So deep that none might know	I
Was it here in the morn on the mountain	N
That he gave her the horn to blow	I
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Tears are the crushed essence of this world	K
The wine of life and he who treads the press	L
Is lofty with imperious disregard	K
Of the burst grapes the red tears and the murk	E
But nay that is a thought of the old poets	L
Who sullied life with the passional bitterness	L
Of their world weary hearts We of the sunrise	L
Joined in the breast of God feel deep the power	A
That urges all things onward not to an end	K
But in an endless flow mounting and mounting	E
Claiming not overmuch for human life	B2
Sharing with our brothers of nerve and leaf	C2
The urgence of the one creative breath	D2
All in the dim twilight say of morning	E
Where the florescence of the light and dew	K
Haloes and hallows with a crown adorning	E
The brows of life with love herein the clue	K
The love of life yea and the peerless love	E2
Of things not seen that leads the least of things	L
To cherish the green sprout the hardening seed	K
Here leans all nature with vast Mother love	E2
Above the cradled future with a smile	I
Why are there tears for failure or sighs for weakness	L
While life's rhythm beats on Where is the rule	I
To measure the distance we have circled and clomb	U
Catch up the sands of the sea and count and count	K
The failures hidden in our sum of conquest	K
Persistence is the master of this life	B2
The master of these little lives of ours	L
To the end effort even beyond the end	K
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Here Morris on the plains that we have loved	K
Think of the death of Akoose fleet of foot	K
Who in his prime a herd of antelope	M
From sunrise without rest a hund	K