Tekel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDE FGFGHIJ KLKLMNL OPQPRRP STSTUUT VWVWXXY ZA2ZA2B2B2C2 D2SD2SE2F2S G2HH2HFF F2TF2TA2C2 I2J2I2J2F2F2J2 K2OK2OE2E2O HI2HI2KKI2 L2EL2EM2N2E F2O2F2O2B2B2O2 P2Q2P2Q2FF R2S2R2S2A2A2S2 FR2FR2H2G2 F2R2F2R2T2T2R2 F2R2F2U2R2R2 R2R2R2R2V2V2R2 F2HF2HR2R2H M2W2N2X2R2F U2S2U2S2Y2Y2 Z2 Z2FR2R2 R2R2WHEN on the West broke light from out the East | A |
Then from the splendour and the shame of Rome | B |
Renouncing wealth and pleasure game and feast | A |
And all the joys of his polluted home | B |
Desiring not the gifts his world could give | C |
If haply he might save his soul and live | D |
Into the desert's heart a man had come | E |
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His God had died for love of him and he | F |
For love of God would die to all of these | G |
Sweet sins he had not known for sins and be | F |
Estranged for evermore from rest and ease | G |
His days in penance spent might half atone | H |
For the iniquity of days bygone | I |
And in the desert might his soul find peace | J |
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Crossing wide seas he reached an alien land | K |
By mighty harbours and broad streams he passed | L |
Into an arid trackless waste of sand | K |
And journeying ever faster and more fast | L |
Left men behind and onward still did press | M |
To a ruined city in the wilderness | N |
And there he stayed his restless feet at last | L |
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There stood long lines of columns richly wrought | O |
Colossal statues of forgotten kings | P |
Vast shadowy temples court within dim court | Q |
Great shapes of man faced beasts with wide firm wings | P |
And in and out each broken colonnade | R |
The bright eyed swift green gleaming lizards played | R |
In that still place the only living things | P |
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But when the moon unveiled her still white face | S |
And over sand and stone her glory shed | T |
Another life awoke within the place | S |
And great beasts stalked with silent heavy tread | T |
Through pillared vista over marble floor | U |
And the stern menace of the lion's roar | U |
Made horrible the city of the dead | T |
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Like a great bird soft sinking on its nest | V |
Too lightly to disturb its tender brood | W |
The night with dark spread wings and cloudy breast | V |
Sank on the desert city's solitude | W |
As he drew near The shadows grew more dense | X |
The silence stronger weariness intense | X |
Fell on him then and only rest seemed good | Y |
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He passed between tall pillars' sculptured gloom | Z |
And entered a deserted lightless fane | A2 |
And knew not if it temple were or tomb | Z |
But slept and slept till over all the plain | A2 |
The level sunbeams spread and earth was bright | B2 |
With morning's radiant resurrection light | B2 |
Then he awoke refreshed and strong again | C2 |
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Through empty courts he passed and lo a wall | D2 |
Whereon was imaged all the languid grace | S |
Of fairest women and among them all | D2 |
Shone like a star one lovely Eastern face | S |
Undimmed by centuries the colours were | E2 |
Bright as when first the painter found her fair | F2 |
And set her there to glorify the place | S |
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All he had fled from suddenly drew near | G2 |
And from her eyes a challenge seemed down thrown | H |
'Ah fool ' she seemed to say 'what dost thou here | H2 |
How canst thou bear this stern sad life alone | H |
When I not just this face that copies me | F |
But I myself stretch arms and lips to thee | F |
From that same world whose joys thou hast foregone ' | - |
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His heart leaped up like flame she was so fair | F2 |
Then with a start he hid his eyes and fled | T |
Into the hotness of the outer air | F2 |
His pulse beat quickly 'Oh my God ' he said | T |
'These be the heart made pure and cleans d brain | A2 |
I vow to Thee to never look again | C2 |
On women real or painted quick or dead ' | - |
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So lest within the city he should find | I2 |
To tempt his soul still some accurs d thing | J2 |
He left the palaces and courts behind | I2 |
Found a green spot with date palms and a spring | J2 |
And built himself a rough stone shelter there | F2 |
And saw no more the face so strange and fair | F2 |
That had begot such vain imagining | J2 |
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He tilled the patch of land and planted seeds | K2 |
Which from his own far country he had brought | O |
And caring little for his body's needs | K2 |
Strove still by blind belief to strangle thought | O |
By ceaseless penance to deny desire | E2 |
To quench in prayer and fast all human fire | E2 |
And wrest from Heaven the blessings that he sought | O |
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And there peace found him and he dwelt alone | H |
And gladly gave his life to God Behind | I2 |
Lay the long dim arcades of graven stone | H |
Before him lay the desert burning blind | I2 |
Sometimes with the dread dance of its own sand | K |
That wildly whirled in shadowy columns fanned | K |
By the hot breath of the fierce desert wind | I2 |
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Each day passed by as had passed other days | L2 |
And days gone by were as the days to come | E |
Save that on some days he was wild with praise | L2 |
And weak with vigil and with fast on some | E |
And no man saw he for long months and years | M2 |
But ever did he penance with hot tears | N2 |
And but for prayer and praise his lips were dumb | E |
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Sometimes at first when spent with watch and prayer | F2 |
He saw again the Imperial City's towers | O2 |
Where in a mist of music and sweet air | F2 |
Thais and Phryne crowned his cup with flowers | O2 |
He saw the easeful day the festal night | B2 |
The life that was one dream of long delight | B2 |
One rose red glow of rapture and fair hours | O2 |
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He heard old well remembered voices cry | P2 |
'Come back to us Think of the joys you miss | Q2 |
Each moment floats some foregone rapture by | P2 |
A cup a crown a song a laugh a kiss | Q2 |
Cast down that crown of thorns return and be | F |
Once more flower crowned love thrilled wine warmed and see | F |
The old sweet life how good a thing it is ' | - |
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But his soul answered 'Nay I am content | R2 |
Ye call in vain the desert shuts me in | S2 |
Your flowers are sere your wine with gall is blent | R2 |
Your sweets have all the sickening taste of sin | S2 |
Such sin I expiate with ceaseless pain | A2 |
And world and flesh and devil strive in vain | A2 |
Back from its sanctuary my soul to win | S2 |
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'Fair are the Imperial City's towers to see | F |
I seek the City with the streets of gold | R2 |
Beside the lilies God has grown for me | F |
Faint are the roses that your fingers hold | R2 |
Ear hath not heard the music I shall hear | H2 |
Eye hath not seen the joys that shall appear | G2 |
Nor heart conceived the things I shall behold ' | - |
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After long days a stranger halted there | F2 |
For some far distant monastery bound | R2 |
The hermit fed and lodged nor could forbear | F2 |
To tell his guest what rest his soul had found | R2 |
How with the world he long ago had done | T2 |
How the hard battle had been fought and won | T2 |
And he found peace pure perfect and profound | R2 |
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The stranger answered 'Thou hast watched an hour | F2 |
But many hours go to make up our day | R2 |
And some of these are dark with fateful power | F2 |
And Satan watches for our souls alway | U2 |
The spirit may be willing but indeed | R2 |
The flesh is weak and so much more the need | R2 |
To pray and watch my brother watch and pray ' | - |
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The Roman bowed his head in mute assent | R2 |
And having served the stranger with his best | R2 |
Bade him God speed and down the way he went | R2 |
Gazed sadly after but within his breast | R2 |
A pale fire of resentment sprang to flame | V2 |
Was he not holy now and void of blame | V2 |
And certain of himself and pure and blest | R2 |
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That night a new born desolation grew | F2 |
Within his heart as he made fast the stone | H |
Against the doorway of his hut and knew | F2 |
How more than ever he was now alone | H |
He was in darkness but the moon without | R2 |
Made a new tender daylight round about | R2 |
The hut the palms the plot with millet sown | H |
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Hark what was that For many months and years | M2 |
He had not heard that faint uncertain noise | W2 |
Broken and weak and indistinct with tears | N2 |
A voice a human voice a woman's voice | X2 |
'Oh let me in ' it wailed 'before I die | R2 |
Oh let me in for Holy Charity | F |
For see my life or death is at thy choice ' | - |
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Unthinking swift he rolled the stone away | U2 |
There stood a woman trembling shrinking thin | S2 |
Her pale hair by the moon's white light looked grey | U2 |
And grey her hands and grey her withered skin | S2 |
'Oh save me lest I die among the beasts | Y2 |
Who roam and roar and hold their fearful feasts | Y2 |
Oh save me ' she besought him 'let me in ' | - |
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Troubled he answered 'Nay I have a vow | Z2 |
Never again a woman's face to see ' | - |
'But ah ' she cried 'thy vow is broken now | Z2 |
For at this moment thou beholdest me | F |
I cannot journey farther Help ' she said | R2 |
'Or I before the dawning shall be dead | R2 |
And thou repent to all eternity ' | - |
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His soul was gentle and compassionate | R2 |
'Thou shalt not perish enter here ' he sai | R2 |
Edith Nesbit
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