The Mortal Lease Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBBCCB DEDEDD A FGGFHGGF GIGIIG A GGGGGGGG GIGIGI JIIJJIIJ G GG G G G GG G KGKGGK LGGLMGGM NONONO PQQPPQQP RGRGRG GGGGGGGG STSUSU

IA
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Because the currents of our love are pouredB
Through the slow welter of the primal floodC
From some blind source of monster haunted mudC
And flung together by random forces storedB
Ere the vast void with rushing worlds was scoredB
Because we know ourselves but the dim scudC
Tossed from their heedless keels the sea blown budC
That wastes and scatters ere the wave has roaredB
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Because we have this knowledge in our veinsD
Shall we deny the journey's gathered loreE
The great refusals and the long disdainsD
The stubborn questing for a phantom shoreE
The sleepless hopes and memorable painsD
And all mortality's immortal gainsD
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IIA
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Because our kiss is as the moon to drawF
The mounting waters of that red lit seaG
That circles brain with sense and bids us beG
The playthings of an elemental lawF
Shall we forego the deeper touch of aweH
On love's extremest pinnacle where weG
Winging the vistas of infinityG
Gigantic on the mist our shadows sawF
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Shall kinship with the dim first moving clodG
Not draw the folded pinion from the soulI
And shall we not by spirals vision trodG
Reach upward to some still retreating goalI
As earth escaping from the night's controlI
Drinks at the founts of morning like a godG
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IIIA
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All all is sweet in that commingled draughtG
Mysterious that life pours for lovers' thirstG
And I would meet your passion as the firstG
Wild woodland woman met her captor's craftG
Or as the Greek whose fearless beauty laughedG
And doffed her raiment by the Attic floodG
But in the streams of my belated bloodG
Flow all the warring potions love has quaffedG
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How can I be to you the nymph who dancedG
Smooth by Ilissus as the plane tree's boleI
Or how the Nereid whose drenched lashes glancedG
Like sea flowers through the summer sea's long rollI
I that have also been the nun entrancedG
Who night long held her Bridegroom in her soulI
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IV-
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Sad Immortality is dead you sayJ
And all her grey brood banished from the soulI
Life like the earth is now a rounded wholeI
The orb of man's dominion Live to dayJ
And every sense in me leapt to obeyJ
Seeing the routed phantoms backward rollI
But from their waning throng a whisper stoleI
And touched the morning splendour with decayJ
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Sad Immortality is dead and weG
The funeral train that bear her to her grave-
Yet hath she left a two faced progenyG
In hearts of men and some will always seeG
The skull beneath the wreath yet always crave-
In every kiss the folded kiss to beG
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VG
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Yet for one rounded moment I will beG
No more to you than what my lips may give-
And in the circle of your kisses live-
As in some island of a storm blown seaG
Where the cold surges of infinityG
Upon the outward reefs unheeded grieve-
And the loud murmur of our blood shall weave-
Primeval silences round you and meG
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If in that moment we are all we areK
We live enough Let this for all requiteG
Do I not know some winged things from farK
Are borne along illimitable nightG
To dance their lives out in a single flightG
Between the moonrise and the setting starK
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VI-
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The Moment came with sacramental cupL
Lifted and all the vault of life grew brightG
With tides of incommensurable lightG
But tremblingly I turned and covered upL
My face before the wonder Down the slopeM
I heard her feet in irretrievable flightG
And when I looked again my stricken sightG
Saw night and rain in a dead world agropeM
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Now walks her ghost beside me whisperingN
With lips derisive Thou that wouldst foregoO
What god assured thee that the cup I bringN
Globes not in every drop the cosmic showO
All that the insatiate heart of man can wringN
From life's long vintage Now thou shalt not knowO
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VII-
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Shall I not know I that could always catchP
The sunrise in one beam along the wallQ
The nests of June in April's mating callQ
And ruinous autumn in the wind's first snatchP
At summer's green impenetrable thatchP
That always knew far off the secret fallQ
Of a god's feet across the city's brawlQ
The touch of silent fingers on my latchP
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Not thou vain Moment Something more than thouR
Shall write the score of what mine eyes have weptG
The touch of kisses that have missed my browR
The murmur of wings that brushed me while I sleptG
And some mute angel in the breast even nowR
Measures my loss by all that I have keptG
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VIII-
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Strive we no more Some hearts are like the brightG
Tree chequered spaces flecked with sun and shadeG
Where gathered in old days the youth and maidG
To woo and weave their dances with the nightG
They cease their flutings and the next day's lightG
Finds the smooth green unconscious of their treadG
And ready its velvet pliancies to spreadG
Under fresh feet till these in turn take flightG
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But other hearts a long long road doth spanS
From some far region of old works and warsT
And the weary armies of the thoughts of manS
Have trampled it and furrowed it with scarsU
And sometimes husht a sacred caravanS
Moves over it alone beneath the starsU

Edith Wharton



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