Renascence Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDAAEEFFGGHHII GGJJFFIIEEKKLLMMNNOO PPIEQQIIRRSSTTUUGGVV WWXXIIGGIIYYZZWWA2A2 IIWWWWWWWWII A2B2WWIIWWUUWW C2C2WWGGD2D2IIWWE2E2 DF2G2H2CCI2I2J2J2K2K 2JJIIL2L2L2L2WWIIK2K 2WWL2L2 M2M2N2N2O2O2IIP2P2L2 L2Q2Q2R2R2N2N2IIS2S2 WWL2L2H2G2WWT2U2L2L2 IIV2G2WWIIW2W2X2X2L2 L2MML2L2BBWW WWIIWWIIWWIIAll I could see from where I stood | A |
Was three long mountains and a wood | A |
I turned and looked another way | B |
And saw three islands in a bay | B |
So with my eyes I traced the line | C |
Of the horizon thin and fine | C |
Straight around till I was come | D |
Back to where I'd started from | D |
And all I saw from where I stood | A |
Was three long mountains and a wood | A |
Over these things I could not see | E |
These were the things that bounded me | E |
And I could touch them with my hand | F |
Almost I thought from where I stand | F |
And all at once things seemed so small | G |
My breath came short and scarce at all | G |
But sure the sky is big I said | H |
Miles and miles above my head | H |
So here upon my back I'll lie | I |
And look my fill into the sky | I |
And so I looked and after all | G |
The sky was not so very tall | G |
The sky I said must somewhere stop | J |
And sure enough I see the top | J |
The sky I thought is not so grand | F |
I 'most could touch it with my hand | F |
And reaching up my hand to try | I |
I screamed to feel it touch the sky | I |
I screamed and lo Infinity | E |
Came down and settled over me | E |
Forced back my scream into my chest | K |
Bent back my arm upon my breast | K |
And pressing of the Undefined | L |
The definition on my mind | L |
Held up before my eyes a glass | M |
Through which my shrinking sight did pass | M |
Until it seemed I must behold | N |
Immensity made manifold | N |
Whispered to me a word whose sound | O |
Deafened the air for worlds around | O |
And brought unmuffled to my ears | P |
The gossiping of friendly spheres | P |
The creaking of the tented sky | I |
The ticking of Eternity | E |
I saw and heard and knew at last | Q |
The How and Why of all things past | Q |
And present and forevermore | I |
The Universe cleft to the core | I |
Lay open to my probing sense | R |
That sick'ning I would fain pluck thence | R |
But could not nay But needs must suck | S |
At the great wound and could not pluck | S |
My lips away till I had drawn | T |
All venom out Ah fearful pawn | T |
For my omniscience paid I toll | U |
In infinite remorse of soul | U |
All sin was of my sinning all | G |
Atoning mine and mine the gall | G |
Of all regret Mine was the weight | V |
Of every brooded wrong the hate | V |
That stood behind each envious thrust | W |
Mine every greed mine every lust | W |
And all the while for every grief | X |
Each suffering I craved relief | X |
With individual desire | I |
Craved all in vain And felt fierce fire | I |
About a thousand people crawl | G |
Perished with each then mourned for all | G |
A man was starving in Capri | I |
He moved his eyes and looked at me | I |
I felt his gaze I heard his moan | Y |
And knew his hunger as my own | Y |
I saw at sea a great fog bank | Z |
Between two ships that struck and sank | Z |
A thousand screams the heavens smote | W |
And every scream tore through my throat | W |
No hurt I did not feel no death | A2 |
That was not mine mine each last breath | A2 |
That crying met an answering cry | I |
From the compassion that was I | I |
All suffering mine and mine its rod | W |
Mine pity like the pity of God | W |
Ah awful weight Infinity | W |
Pressed down upon the finite Me | W |
My anguished spirit like a bird | W |
Beating against my lips I heard | W |
Yet lay the weight so close about | W |
There was no room for it without | W |
And so beneath the weight lay I | I |
And suffered death but could not die | I |
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Long had I lain thus craving death | A2 |
When quietly the earth beneath | B2 |
Gave way and inch by inch so great | W |
At last had grown the crushing weight | W |
Into the earth I sank till I | I |
Full six feet under ground did lie | I |
And sank no more there is no weight | W |
Can follow here however great | W |
From off my breast I felt it roll | U |
And as it went my tortured soul | U |
Burst forth and fled in such a gust | W |
That all about me swirled the dust | W |
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Deep in the earth I rested now | C2 |
Cool is its hand upon the brow | C2 |
And soft its breast beneath the head | W |
Of one who is so gladly dead | W |
And all at once and over all | G |
The pitying rain began to fall | G |
I lay and heard each pattering hoof | D2 |
Upon my lowly thatched roof | D2 |
And seemed to love the sound far more | I |
Than ever I had done before | I |
For rain it hath a friendly sound | W |
To one who's six feet underground | W |
And scarce the friendly voice or face | E2 |
A grave is such a quiet place | E2 |
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The rain I said is kind to come | D |
And speak to me in my new home | F2 |
I would I were alive again | G2 |
To kiss the fingers of the rain | H2 |
To drink into my eyes the shine | C |
Of every slanting silver line | C |
To catch the freshened fragrant breeze | I2 |
From drenched and dripping apple trees | I2 |
For soon the shower will be done | J2 |
And then the broad face of the sun | J2 |
Will laugh above the rain soaked earth | K2 |
Until the world with answering mirth | K2 |
Shakes joyously and each round drop | J |
Rolls twinkling from its grass blade top | J |
How can I bear it buried here | I |
While overhead the sky grows clear | I |
And blue again after the storm | L2 |
O multi colored multiform | L2 |
Beloved beauty over me | L2 |
That I shall never never see | L2 |
Again Spring silver autumn gold | W |
That I shall never more behold | W |
Sleeping your myriad magics through | I |
Close sepulchred away from you | I |
O God I cried give me new birth | K2 |
And put me back upon the earth | K2 |
Upset each cloud's gigantic gourd | W |
And let the heavy rain down poured | W |
In one big torrent set me free | L2 |
Washing my grave away from me | L2 |
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I ceased and through the breathless hush | M2 |
That answered me the far off rush | M2 |
Of herald wings came whispering | N2 |
Like music down the vibrant string | N2 |
Of my ascending prayer and crash | O2 |
Before the wild wind's whistling lash | O2 |
The startled storm clouds reared on high | I |
And plunged in terror down the sky | I |
And the big rain in one black wave | P2 |
Fell from the sky and struck my grave | P2 |
I know not how such things can be | L2 |
I only know there came to me | L2 |
A fragrance such as never clings | Q2 |
To aught save happy living things | Q2 |
A sound as of some joyous elf | R2 |
Singing sweet songs to please himself | R2 |
And through and over everything | N2 |
A sense of glad awakening | N2 |
The grass a tiptoe at my ear | I |
Whispering to me I could hear | I |
I felt the rain's cool finger tips | S2 |
Brushed tenderly across my lips | S2 |
Laid gently on my sealed sight | W |
And all at once the heavy night | W |
Fell from my eyes and I could see | L2 |
A drenched and dripping apple tree | L2 |
A last long line of silver rain | H2 |
A sky grown clear and blue again | G2 |
And as I looked a quickening gust | W |
Of wind blew up to me and thrust | W |
Into my face a miracle | T2 |
Of orchard breath and with the smell | U2 |
I know not how such things can be | L2 |
I breathed my soul back into me | L2 |
Ah Up then from the ground sprang I | I |
And hailed the earth with such a cry | I |
As is not heard save from a man | V2 |
Who has been dead and lives again | G2 |
About the trees my arms I wound | W |
Like one gone mad I hugged the ground | W |
I raised my quivering arms on high | I |
I laughed and laughed into the sky | I |
Till at my throat a strangling sob | W2 |
Caught fiercely and a great heart throb | W2 |
Sent instant tears into my eyes | X2 |
O God I cried no dark disguise | X2 |
Can e'er hereafter hide from me | L2 |
Thy radiant identity | L2 |
Thou canst not move across the grass | M |
But my quick eyes will see Thee pass | M |
Nor speak however silently | L2 |
But my hushed voice will answer Thee | L2 |
I know the path that tells Thy way | B |
Through the cool eve of every day | B |
God I can push the grass apart | W |
And lay my finger on Thy heart | W |
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The world stands out on either side | W |
No wider than the heart is wide | W |
Above the world is stretched the sky | I |
No higher than the soul is high | I |
The heart can push the sea and land | W |
Farther away on either hand | W |
The soul can split the sky in two | I |
And let the face of God shine through | I |
But East and West will pinch the heart | W |
That can not keep them pushed apart | W |
And he whose soul is flat the sky | I |
Will cave in on him by and by | I |
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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