Al Aaraaf: Part 02 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFGFGGHIJJK KGGLMNNOOPPJJQQRSPPJ JNNTTJJUULMJJJJVWGG JJXXUUNN YDYDYZYZJA2CA2NB2NB2 C2J D2JE2JE2JNNJJC2JC2J F2CJCG2H2G2I2JGJG YJYJZJ2ZJ2 LYMYUK2UK2JDJDL2JL2J NJNJJJCJ YM2YM2CN2CN2YJYJ JYJJYYO2O2F2F2NNP2P2 JJXX TTQ2Q2YYR2R2 XXE2E2YYJJNNNNJJMM YYS2S2XXHHJJT2T2FFYY T2T2HHHYYNNJJT2T2 JJE2E2JJJJJJYYYJB2B2 U2U2 RRHHJJJJZZJJNNT2T2 YYQ2Q2| High on a mountain of enamell'd head | A |
| Such as the drowsy shepherd on his bed | A |
| Of giant pasturage lying at his ease | B |
| Raising his heavy eyelid starts and sees | B |
| With many a mutter'd hope to be forgiven | C |
| What time the moon is quadrated in Heaven | C |
| Of rosy head that towering far away | D |
| Into the sunlit ether caught the ray | D |
| Of sunken suns at eve at noon of night | E |
| While the moon danc'd with the fair stranger light | E |
| Uprear'd upon such height arose a pile | F |
| Of gorgeous columns on th' uuburthen'd air | G |
| Flashing from Parian marble that twin smile | F |
| Far down upon the wave that sparkled there | G |
| And nursled the young mountain in its lair | G |
| Of molten stars their pavement such as fall | H |
| Thro' the ebon air besilvering the pall | I |
| Of their own dissolution while they die | J |
| Adorning then the dwellings of the sky | J |
| A dome by linked light from Heaven let down | K |
| Sat gently on these columns as a crown | K |
| A window of one circular diamond there | G |
| Look'd out above into the purple air | G |
| And rays from God shot down that meteor chain | L |
| And hallow'd all the beauty twice again | M |
| Save when between th' Empyrean and that ring | N |
| Some eager spirit flapp'd his dusky wing | N |
| But on the pillars Seraph eyes have seen | O |
| The dimness of this world that grayish green | O |
| That Nature loves the best for Beauty's grave | P |
| Lurk'd in each cornice round each architrave | P |
| And every sculptured cherub thereabout | J |
| That from his marble dwelling peered out | J |
| Seem'd earthly in the shadow of his niche | Q |
| Achaian statues in a world so rich | Q |
| Friezes from Tadmor and Persepolis | R |
| From Balbec and the stilly clear abyss | S |
| Of beautiful Gomorrah Oh the wave | P |
| Is now upon thee but too late to save | P |
| Sound loves to revel in a summer night | J |
| Witness the murmur of the gray twilight | J |
| That stole upon the ear in Eyraco | N |
| Of many a wild star gazer long ago | N |
| That stealeth ever on the ear of him | T |
| Who musing gazeth on the distance dim | T |
| And sees the darkness coming as a cloud | J |
| Is not its form its voice most palpable and loud | J |
| But what is this it cometh and it brings | U |
| A music with it 'tis the rush of wings | U |
| A pause and then a sweeping falling strain | L |
| And Nesace is in her halls again | M |
| From the wild energy of wanton haste | J |
| Her cheeks were flushing and her lips apart | J |
| The zone that clung around her gentle waist | J |
| Had burst beneath the heaving of her heart | J |
| Within the centre of that hall to breathe | V |
| She paus'd and panted Zanthe all beneath | W |
| The fairy light that kiss'd her golden hair | G |
| And long'd to rest yet could but sparkle there | G |
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| Young flowers were whispering in melody | J |
| To happy flowers that night and tree to tree | J |
| Fountains were gushing music as they fell | X |
| In many a star lit grove or moon light dell | X |
| Yet silence came upon material things | U |
| Fair flowers bright waterfalls and angel wings | U |
| And sound alone that from the spirit sprang | N |
| Bore burthen to the charm the maiden sang | N |
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| Neath blue bell or streamer | Y |
| Or tufted wild spray | D |
| That keeps from the dreamer | Y |
| The moonbeam away | D |
| Bright beings that ponder | Y |
| With half closing eyes | Z |
| On the stars which your wonder | Y |
| Hath drawn from the skies | Z |
| Till they glance thro' the shade and | J |
| Come down to your brow | A2 |
| Like eyes of the maiden | C |
| Who calls on you now | A2 |
| Arise from your dreaming | N |
| In violet bowers | B2 |
| To duty beseeming | N |
| These star litten hours | B2 |
| And shake from your tresses | C2 |
| Encumber'd with dew | J |
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| The breath of those kisses | D2 |
| That cumber them too | J |
| O how without you Love | E2 |
| Could angels be blest | J |
| Those kisses of true love | E2 |
| That lull'd ye to rest | J |
| Up shake from your wing | N |
| Each hindering thing | N |
| The dew of the night | J |
| It would weigh down your flight | J |
| And true love caresses | C2 |
| O leave them apart | J |
| They are light on the tresses | C2 |
| But lead on the heart | J |
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| Ligeia Ligeia | F2 |
| My beautiful one | C |
| Whose harshest idea | J |
| Will to melody run | C |
| O is it thy will | G2 |
| On the breezes to toss | H2 |
| Or capriciously still | G2 |
| Like the lone Albatross | I2 |
| Incumbent on night | J |
| As she on the air | G |
| To keep watch with delight | J |
| On the harmony there | G |
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| Ligeia wherever | Y |
| Thy image may be | J |
| No magic shall sever | Y |
| Thy music from thee | J |
| Thou hast bound many eyes | Z |
| In a dreamy sleep | J2 |
| But the strains still arise | Z |
| Which thy vigilance keep | J2 |
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| The sound of the rain | L |
| Which leaps down to the flower | Y |
| And dances again | M |
| In the rhythm of the shower | Y |
| The murmur that springs | U |
| From the growing of grass | K2 |
| Are the music of things | U |
| But are modell'd alas | K2 |
| Away then my dearest | J |
| O hie thee away | D |
| To springs that lie clearest | J |
| Beneath the moon ray | D |
| To lone lake that smiles | L2 |
| In its dream of deep rest | J |
| At the many star isles | L2 |
| That enjewel its breast | J |
| Where wild flowers creeping | N |
| Have mingled their shade | J |
| On its margin is sleeping | N |
| Full many a maid | J |
| Some have left the cool glade and | J |
| Have slept with the bee | J |
| Arouse them my maiden | C |
| On moorland and lea | J |
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| Go breathe on their slumber | Y |
| All softly in ear | M2 |
| The musical number | Y |
| They slumber'd to hear | M2 |
| For what can awaken | C |
| An angel so soon | N2 |
| Whose sleep hath been taken | C |
| Beneath the cold moon | N2 |
| As the spell which no slumber | Y |
| Of witchery may test | J |
| The rhythmical number | Y |
| Which lull'd him to rest | J |
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| Spirits in wing and angels to the view | J |
| A thousand seraphs burst th' Empyrean thro' | Y |
| Young dreams still hovering on their drowsy flight | J |
| Seraphs in all but Knowledge the keen light | J |
| That fell refracted thro' thy bounds afar | Y |
| O death from eye of God upon that star | Y |
| Sweet was that error sweeter still that death | O2 |
| Sweet was that error ev'n with us the breath | O2 |
| Of Science dims the mirror of our joy | F2 |
| To them 'twere the Simoom and would destroy | F2 |
| For what to them availeth it to know | N |
| That Truth is Falsehood or that Bliss is Woe | N |
| Sweet was their death with them to die was rife | P2 |
| With the last ecstasy of satiate life | P2 |
| Beyond that death no immortality | J |
| But sleep that pondereth and is not to be | J |
| And there oh may my weary spirit dwell | X |
| Apart from Heaven's Eternity and yet how far from Hell | X |
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| What guilty spirit in what shrubbery dim | T |
| Heard not the stirring summons of that hymn | T |
| But two they fell for heaven no grace imparts | Q2 |
| To those who hear not for their beating hearts | Q2 |
| A maiden angel and her seraph lover | Y |
| O where and ye may seek the wide skies over | Y |
| Was Love the blind near sober Duty known | R2 |
| Unguided Love hath fallen 'mid tears of perfect moan | R2 |
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| He was a goodly spirit he who fell | X |
| A wanderer by mossy mantled well | X |
| A gazer on the lights that shine above | E2 |
| A dreamer in the moonbeam by his love | E2 |
| What wonder for each star is eye like there | Y |
| And looks so sweetly down on Beauty's hair | Y |
| And they and ev'ry mossy spring were holy | J |
| To his love haunted heart and melancholy | J |
| The night had found to him a night of wo | N |
| Upon a mountain crag young Angelo | N |
| Beetling it bends athwart the solemn sky | N |
| And scowls on starry worlds that down beneath it lie | N |
| Here sate he with his love his dark eye bent | J |
| With eagle gaze along the firmament | J |
| Now turn'd it upon her but ever then | M |
| It trembled to the orb of EARTH again | M |
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| Ianthe dearest see how dim that ray | Y |
| How lovely 'tis to look so far away | Y |
| She seemed not thus upon that autumn eve | S2 |
| I left her gorgeous halls nor mourned to leave | S2 |
| That eve that eve I should remember well | X |
| The sun ray dropped in Lemnos with a spell | X |
| On th' Arabesque carving of a gilded hall | H |
| Wherein I sate and on the draperied wall | H |
| And on my eyelids O the heavy light | J |
| How drowsily it weighed them into night | J |
| On flowers before and mist and love they ran | T2 |
| With Persian Saadi in his Gulistan | T2 |
| But O that light I slumbered Death the while | F |
| Stole o'er my senses in that lovely isle | F |
| So softly that no single silken hair | Y |
| Awoke that slept or knew that he was there | Y |
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| The last spot of Earth's orb I trod upon | T2 |
| Was a proud temple called the Parthenon | T2 |
| More beauty clung around her columned wall | H |
| Then even thy glowing bosom beats withal | H |
| And when old Time my wing did disenthral | H |
| Thence sprang I as the eagle from his tower | Y |
| And years I left behind me in an hour | Y |
| What time upon her airy bounds I hung | N |
| One half the garden of her globe was flung | N |
| Unrolling as a chart unto my view | J |
| Tenantless cities of the desert too | J |
| Ianthe beauty crowded on me then | T2 |
| And half I wished to be again of men | T2 |
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| My Angelo and why of them to be | J |
| A brighter dwelling place is here for thee | J |
| And greener fields than in yon world above | E2 |
| And woman's loveliness and passionate love | E2 |
| But list Ianthe when the air so soft | J |
| Failed as my pennoned spirit leapt aloft | J |
| Perhaps my brain grew dizzy but the world | J |
| I left so late was into chaos hurled | J |
| Sprang from her station on the winds apart | J |
| And rolled a flame the fiery Heaven athwart | J |
| Methought my sweet one then I ceased to soar | Y |
| And fell not swiftly as I rose before | Y |
| But with a downward tremulous motion thro' | Y |
| Light brazen rays this golden star unto | J |
| Nor long the measure of my falling hours | B2 |
| For nearest of all stars was thine to ours | B2 |
| Dread star that came amid a night of mirth | U2 |
| A red Daedalion on the timid Earth | U2 |
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| We came and to thy Earth but not to us | R |
| Be given our lady's bidding to discuss | R |
| We came my love around above below | H |
| Gay fire fly of the night we come and go | H |
| Nor ask a reason save the angel nod | J |
| She grants to us as granted by her God | J |
| But Angelo than thine gray Time unfurled | J |
| Never his fairy wing o'er fairer world | J |
| Dim was its little disk and angel eyes | Z |
| Alone could see the phantom in the skies | Z |
| When first Al Aaraaf knew her course to be | J |
| Headlong thitherward o'er the starry sea | J |
| But when its glory swelled upon the sky | N |
| As glowing Beauty's bust beneath man's eye | N |
| We paused before the heritage of men | T2 |
| And thy star trembled as doth Beauty then | T2 |
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| Thus in discourse the lovers whiled away | Y |
| The night that waned and waned and brought no day | Y |
| They fell for Heaven to them no hope imparts | Q2 |
| Who hear not for the beating of their hearts | Q2 |
Edgar Allan Poe
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