The Philosopher Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCD EFEFGHG IJIJKFKFLAL MNMNOFOF PQPQA ARARSFSFLTLTHUH'Enough of thought philosopher | A |
Too long hast thou been dreaming | B |
Unlightened in this chamber drear | A |
While summer's sun is beaming | B |
Space sweeping soul what sad refrain | C |
Concludes thy musings once again | D |
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'Oh for the time when I shall sleep | E |
Without identity | F |
And never care how rain may steep | E |
Or snow may cover me | F |
No promised heaven these wild desires | G |
Could all or half fulfil | H |
No threathened hell with quenchless fires | G |
Subdue this quenchless will ' | - |
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'So said I and still say the same | I |
Still to my death will say | J |
Three gods within this little frame | I |
Are warring night and day | J |
Heaven could not hold them all and yet | K |
They all are held in me | F |
And must be mine till I forget | K |
My present entity | F |
Oh for the time when in my breast | L |
Their struggles will be o'er | A |
Oh for the day when I shall rest | L |
And never suffer more ' | - |
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'I saw a spirit standing man | M |
Where thou dost stand an hour ago | N |
And round his feet three rivers ran | M |
Of equal depth and equal flow | N |
'A golden stream and one like blood | O |
And one like sapphire seemed to be | F |
But where they joined their triple flood | O |
It tumbled in an inky sea | F |
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The spirit sent his dazzling gaze | P |
Down through that ocean's gloomy night | Q |
Then kindling all with sudden blaze | P |
The glad deep sparkled wide and bright | Q |
White as the sun far far more fair | A |
Than its divided sources were ' | - |
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'And even for that spirit seer | A |
I've watched and sought my life time long | R |
Sought him in heaven hell earth and air | A |
An endless search and always wrong | R |
Had I but seen his glorious eye | S |
Once light the clouds that wilder me | F |
I ne'er had raised this coward cry | S |
To cease to think and cease to be | F |
I ne'er had called oblivion blest | L |
Nor stretching eager hands to death | T |
Implored to change for senseless rest | L |
This sentient soul this living breath | T |
Oh let me die that power and will | H |
Their cruel strife may close | U |
And conquered good and conquering ill | H |
Be lost in one repose ' | - |
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