August Moon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGAA HHIJKKLLMM NNAAFFAAOOPPQQRRAASS TTOODDUUVVCCWWXXYYYY ZZOOPPAAQ OOA2A2AAB2B2C2C2A2A2 D2D2YYRROOAAMMB2B2VV E2E2BBF2G2H2H2 AAOAXXI2I2B2B2AAAAJ2 J2K2K2RL2M2M2N2N2O2P 2Q2Q2AA

Look the round cheeked moon floats highA
In the glowing August skyA
Quenching all her neighbor starsB
Save the steady flame of MarsB
White as silver shines the seaC
Far off sails like phantoms beC
Gliding o'er that lake of lightD
Vanishing in nether nightD
Heavy hangs the tasseled cornE
Sighing for the cordial mornE
But the marshy meadows bareF
Love this spectral lighted airF
Drink the dews and lift their songG
Chirp of crickets all night longG
Earth and sea enchanted lieA
'Neath that moon usurped skyA
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To the faces of our friendsH
Unfamiliar traits she lendsH
Quaint white witch who looketh downI
With a glamour all her ownJ
Hushed are laughter jest and speechK
Mute and heedless each of eachK
In the glory wan we sitL
Visions vague before us flitL
Side by side yet worlds apartM
Heart becometh strange to heartM
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Slowly in a moved voice thenN
Ralph the artist spake againN
Does not that weird orb unrollA
Scenes phantasmal to your soulA
As I gaze thereon I swearF
Peopled grows the vacant airF
Fables myths alone are realA
White clad sylph like figures stealA
'Twixt the bushes o'er the lawnO
Goddess nymph undine and faunO
Yonder see the Willis danceP
Faces pale with stony glanceP
They are maids who died unwedQ
And they quit their gloomy bedQ
Hungry still for human pleasureR
Here to trip a moonlit measureR
Near the shore the mermaids playA
Floating on the cool white sprayA
Leaping from the glittering surfS
To the dark and fragrant turfS
Where the frolic trolls and elvesT
Daintily disport themselvesT
All the shapes by poet's brainO
Fashioned live for me againO
In this spiritual lightD
Less than day yet more than nightD
What a world a waking dreamU
All things other than they seemU
Borrowing a finer graceV
From yon golden globe in spaceV
Touched with wild romantic gloryC
Foliage fresh and billows hoaryC
Hollows bathed in yellow hazeW
Hills distinct and fields of maizeW
Ancient legends come to mindX
Who would marvel should he findX
In the copse or nigh the springY
Summer fairies gambolingY
Where the honey bees do suckY
Mab and Ariel and PuckY
Ah no modern mortal seesZ
Creatures delicate as theseZ
All the simple faith has goneO
Which their world was builded onO
Now the moonbeams coldly glanceP
On no gardens of romanceP
To prosaic senses dullA
Baldur's dead the BeautifulA
Hark the cry rings overheadQ
'Universal Pan is dead '-
Requiescant Claude's grave toneO
Thrilled us strangely I am oneO
Who would not restore that PastA2
Beauty will immortal lastA2
Though the beautiful must dieA
This the ages verifyA
And had Pan deserved the nameB2
Which his votaries misclaimB2
He were living with us yetC2
I behold without regretC2
Beauty in new forms recastA2
Truth emerging from the vastA2
Bright and orbed like yonder sphereD2
Making the obscure air clearD2
He shall be of bards the kingY
Who in worthy verse shall singY
All the conquests of the hourR
Stealing no fictitious powerR
From the classic types outwornO
But his rhythmic line adornO
With the marvels of the realA
He the baseless feud shall healA
That estrangeth wide apartM
Science from her sister ArtM
Hold look through this glass for meB2
Artist tell me what you seeB2
I cried Ralph I see in placeV
Of Astarte's silver faceV
Or veiled Isis' radiant robeE2
Nothing but a rugged globeE2
Seamed with awful rents and scarsB
And below no longer MarsB
Fierce flame crested god of warF2
But a lurid flickering starG2
Fashioned like our mother earthH2
Vexed belike with death and birthH2
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Rapt in dreamy thought the whileA
With a sphinx like shadowy smileA
Poet Florio sat but nowO
Spake in deep voiced accents slowA
More as one who probes his mindX
Than for us Who seeks shall findX
Widening knowledge surely bringsI2
Vaster themes to him who singsI2
Was veiled Isis more sublimeB2
Than yon frozen fruit of TimeB2
Hanging in the naked skyA
Death's domain for worlds too dieA
Lo the heavens like a scrollA
Stand revealed before my soulA
And the hieroglyphs are sunsJ2
Changeless change the law that runsJ2
Through the flame inscribed pageK2
World on world and age on ageK2
Balls of ice and orbs of fireR
What abides when these expireL2
Through slow cycles they revolveM2
Yet at last like clouds dissolveM2
Jove Osiris Brahma passN2
Races wither like the grassN2
Must not mortals be as godsO2
To embrace such periodsP2
Yet at Nature's heart remainsQ2
One who waxes not nor wanesQ2
And our crowning glory stillA
Is to have conceived his willA

Emma Lazarus



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