Fog Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBC DBEB FBBB GBHB BIJK BLBM NOBP BBQB RBST UVWB BXYB ZA2BW B2C2JW D2BE2B BBTF2 BBE2W G2WH2B I2BJ2B BBBB BK2BB BBZL2 BTB2O BBFB BM2K2BLight silken curtain colorless and soft | A |
Dreamlike before me floating what abides | B |
Behind thy pearly veil's | B |
Opaque mysterious woof | C |
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Where sleek red kine and dappled crunch day long | D |
Thick luscious blades and purple clover heads | B |
Nigh me I still can mark | E |
Cool fields of beaded grass | B |
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No more for on the rim of the globed world | F |
I seem to stand and stare at nothingness | B |
But songs of unseen birds | B |
And tranquil roll of waves | B |
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Bring sweet assurance of continuous life | G |
Beyond this silvery cloud Fantastic dreams | B |
Of tissue subtler still | H |
Than the wreathed fog arise | B |
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And cheat my brain with airy vanishings | B |
And mystic glories of the world beyond | I |
A whole enchanted town | J |
Thy baffling folds conceal | K |
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An Orient town with slender steepled mosques | B |
Turret from turret springing dome from dome | L |
Fretted with burning stones | B |
And trellised with red gold | M |
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Through spacious streets where running waters flow | N |
Sun screened by fruit trees and the broad leaved palm | O |
Past the gay decked bazaars | B |
Walk turbaned dark eyed men | P |
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Hark you can hear the many murmuring tongues | B |
While loud the merchants vaunt their gorgeous wares | B |
The sultry air is spiced | Q |
With fragrance of rich gums | B |
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And through the lattice high in yon dead wall | R |
See where unveiled an arch young dimpled face | B |
Flushed like a musky peach | S |
Peers down upon the mart | T |
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From her dark ringleted and bird poised head | U |
She hath cast back the milk white silken veil | V |
'Midst the blank blackness there | W |
She blossoms like a rose | B |
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Beckons she not with those bright full orbed eyes | B |
And open arms that like twin moonbeams gleam | X |
Behold her smile on me | Y |
With honeyed scarlet lips | B |
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Divine Scheherazade I am thine | Z |
I come I come Hark from some far off mosque | A2 |
The shrill muezzin calls | B |
The hour of silent prayer | W |
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And from the lattice he hath scared my love | B2 |
The lattice vanisheth itself the street | C2 |
The mart the Orient town | J |
Only through still soft air | W |
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That cry is yet prolonged I wake to hear | D2 |
The distant fog horn peal before mine eyes | B |
Stands the white wall of mist | E2 |
Blending with vaporous skies | B |
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Elusive gossamer impervious | B |
Even to the mighty sun god's keen red shafts | B |
With what a jealous art | T |
Thy secret thou dost guard | F2 |
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Well do I know deep in thine inmost folds | B |
Within an opal hollow there abides | B |
The lady of the mist | E2 |
The Undine of the air | W |
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A slender winged ethereal lily form | G2 |
Dove eyed with fair free floating pearl wreathed hair | W |
In waving raiment swathed | H2 |
Of changing irised hues | B |
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Where her feet rosy as a shell have grazed | I2 |
The freshened grass a richer emerald glows | B |
Into each flower cup | J2 |
Her cool dews she distills | B |
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She knows the tops of jagged mountain peaks | B |
She knows the green soft hollows of their sides | B |
And unafraid she floats | B |
O'er the vast circled seas | B |
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She loves to bask within the moon's wan beams | B |
Lying night long upon the moist dark earth | K2 |
And leave her seeded pearls | B |
With morning on the grass | B |
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Ah that athwart these dim gray outer courts | B |
Of her fantastic palace I might pass | B |
And reach the inmost shrine | Z |
Of her chaste solitude | L2 |
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And feel her cool and dewy fingers press | B |
My mortal fevered brow while in my heart | T |
She poured with tender love | B2 |
Her healing Lethe balm | O |
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See the close curtain moves the spell dissolves | B |
Slowly it lifts the dazzling sunshine streams | B |
Upon a newborn world | F |
And laughing summer seas | B |
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Swift snowy breasted sandbirds twittering glance | B |
Through crystal air On the horizon's marge | M2 |
Like a huge purple wraith | K2 |
The dusky fog retreats | B |
Emma Lazarus
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