To -- -- --. Ulalume: A Ballad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBABACAC DEEDEEDEDE ABBABBACAC FGGFGFGFG HIIJIHIIHIH AFFA AFAFF DFFDFFDFDF AKKFKKA K ABBABCCBCACAThe skies they were ashen and sober | A |
The leaves they were crisped and sere | B |
The leaves they were withering and sere | B |
It was night in the lonesome October | A |
Of my most immemorial year | B |
It was hard by the dim lake of Auber | A |
In the misty mid region of Weir | C |
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber | A |
In the ghoul haunted woodland of Weir | C |
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Here once through an alley Titanic | D |
Of cypress I roamed with my Soul | E |
Of cypress with Psyche my Soul | E |
There were days when my heart was volcanic | D |
As the scoriac rivers that roll | E |
As the lavas that restlessly roll | E |
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek | D |
In the ultimate climes of the pole | E |
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek | D |
In the realms of the boreal pole | E |
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Our talk had been serious and sober | A |
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere | B |
Our memories were treacherous and sere | B |
For we knew not the month was October | A |
And we marked not the night of the year | B |
Ah night of all nights in the year | B |
We noted not the dim lake of Auber | A |
Though once we had journeyed down here | C |
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber | A |
Nor the ghoul haunted woodland of Weir | C |
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And now as the night was senescent | F |
And star dials pointed to morn | G |
As the star dials hinted of morn | G |
At the end of our path a liquescent | F |
And nebulous lustre was born | G |
Out of which a miraculous crescent | F |
Arose with a duplicate horn | G |
Astarte's bediamonded crescent | F |
Distinct with its duplicate horn | G |
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And I said 'She is warmer than Dian | H |
She rolls through an ether of sighs | I |
She revels in a region of sighs | I |
She has seen that the tears are not dry on | J |
These cheeks where the worm never dies | I |
And has come past the stars of the Lion | H |
To point us the path to the skies | I |
To the Lethean peace of the skies | I |
Come up in despite of the Lion | H |
To shine on us with her bright eyes | I |
Come up through the lair of the Lion | H |
With love in her luminous eyes ' | - |
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But Psyche uplifting her finger | A |
Said 'Sadly this star I mistrust | F |
Her pallor I strangely mistrust | F |
Oh hasten oh let us not linger | A |
Oh fly let us fly for we must ' | - |
In terror she spoke letting sink her | A |
Wings until they trailed in the dust | F |
In agony sobbed letting sink her | A |
Plumes till they trailed in the dust | F |
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust | F |
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I replied 'This is nothing but dreaming | D |
Let us on by this tremulous light | F |
Let us bathe in this crystalline light | F |
Its Sybilic splendor is beaming | D |
With Hope and in Beauty to night | F |
See it flickers up the sky through the night | F |
Ah we safely may trust to its gleaming | D |
And be sure it will lead us aright | F |
We safely may trust to a gleaming | D |
That cannot but guide us aright | F |
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night ' | - |
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Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her | A |
And tempted her out of her gloom | K |
And conquered her scruples and gloom | K |
And we passed to the end of the vista | F |
But were stopped by the door of a tomb | K |
By the door of a legended tomb | K |
And I said 'What is written sweet sister | A |
On the door of this legended tomb ' | - |
She replied 'Ulalume Ulalume | K |
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume ' | - |
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Then my heart it grew ashen and sober | A |
As the leaves that were crisped and sere | B |
As the leaves that were withering and sere | B |
And I cried 'It was surely October | A |
On this very night of last year | B |
That I journeyed I journeyed down here | C |
That I brought a dread burden down here | C |
On this night of all nights in the year | B |
Ah what demon has tempted me here | C |
Well I know now this dim lake of Auber | A |
This misty mid region of Weir | C |
Well I know now this dank tarn of Auber | A |
This ghoul haunted woodland of Weir ' | - |
Edgar Allan Poe
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