Phantasies Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCB CDCDED EFE FGF GHG HIH IJE JKJ LMN O PJQ ORS TUR UQN QNQ NJV WQJ QXP XYX YDD Y ZA2Z B2LB2 LC2L C2B2D2 B2E2B2 E2F2E2 F2B2F2 B2B2B2 B2YB2 B2 YYY YG2Y G2H2G2 H2B2H2 B2B2B2 B2I2B2 I2J2J2 J2J2J2 J2YY J2 K2PK2 PL2J2 L2J2M2 J2J2J2 J2N2N2 J2 J2J2J2 J2B2J2 B2J2B2 J2M2J2 M2B2M2 B2B2B2 B2B2B2 B2 B2J2B2 J2J2J2 J2B2J2 B2O2B2 O2J2O2 J2J2J2 J2B2P2I Evening | A |
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Rest beauty stillness not a waif of a cloud | B |
From gray blue east sheer to the yellow west | C |
No film of mist the utmost slopes to shroud | B |
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The earth lies grace by quiet airs caressed | C |
And shepherdeth her shadows but each stream | D |
Free to the sky is by that glow possessed | C |
And traileth with the splendors of a dream | D |
Athwart the dusky land Uplift thine eyes | E |
Unbroken by a vapor or a gleam | D |
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The vast clear reach of mild wan twilight skies | E |
But look again and lo the evening star | F |
Against the pale tints black the slim elms rise | E |
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The earth exhales sweet odors nigh and far | F |
And from the heavens fine influences fall | G |
Familiar things stand not for what they are | F |
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What they suggest foreshadow or recall | G |
The spirit is alert to apprehend | H |
Imparting somewhat of herself to all | G |
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Labor and thought and care are at an end | H |
The soul is filled with gracious reveries | I |
And with her mood soft sounds and colors blend | H |
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For simplest sounds ring forth like melodies | I |
In this weird lighted air the monotone | J |
Of some far bell the distant farmyard cries | E |
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A barking dog the thin persistent drone | J |
Of crickets and the lessening call of birds | K |
The apparition of yon star alone | J |
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Breaks on the sense like music Beyond word | L |
The peace that floods the soul for night is here | M |
And Beauty still is guide and harbinger | N |
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II Aspiration | O |
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Dark lies the earth and bright with worlds the sky | P |
That soft large lustrous star that first outshone | J |
Still holds us spelled with potent sorcery | Q |
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Dilating shrinking lightening it hath won | O |
Our spirit with its strange strong influence | R |
And sways it as the tides beneath the moon | S |
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What impulse this o'ermastering heart and sense | T |
Exalted thrilled the freed soul fain would soar | U |
Unto that point of shining prominence | R |
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Craving new fields and some unheard of shore | U |
Yea all the heavens for her activity | Q |
To mount with daring flight to hover o'er | N |
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Low hills of earth flat meadows level sea | Q |
And earthly joy and trouble In this hour | N |
Of waning light and sound of mystery | Q |
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Of shadowed love and beauty veiled power | N |
She feels her wings she yearns to grasp her own | J |
Knowing the utmost good to be her dower | V |
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A dream a dream for at a touch 't is gone | W |
O mocking spirit thy mere fools are we | Q |
Unto the depths from heights celestial thrown | J |
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From these blind gropings toward reality | Q |
This thirst for truth this most pathetic need | X |
Of something to uplift to justify | P |
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To help and comfort while we faint and bleed | X |
May we not draw wrung from the last despair | Y |
Some argument of hope some blessed creed | X |
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That we can trust the faith which whispers prayer | Y |
The vanishings the ecstasy the gleam | D |
The nameless aspiration and the dream | D |
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III Wherefore | Y |
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Deep languor overcometh mind and frame | Z |
A listless drowsy utter weariness | A2 |
A trance wherein no thought finds speech or name | Z |
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The overstrained spirit doth possess | B2 |
She sinks with drooping wing poor unfledged bird | L |
That fain had flown in fluttering breathlessness | B2 |
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To what end those high hopes that wildly stirred | L |
The beating heart with aspirations vain | C2 |
Why proffer prayers unanswered and unheard | L |
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To blank deaf heavens that will not heed her pain | C2 |
Where lead these lofty soaring tendencies | B2 |
That leap and fly and poise to fall again | D2 |
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Yet seem to link her with the utmost skies | B2 |
What mean these clinging loves that bind to earth | E2 |
And claim her with beseeching wistful eyes | B2 |
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This little resting place 'twixt death and birth | E2 |
Why is it fretted with the ceaseless flow | F2 |
Of flood and ebb with overgrowth and dearth | E2 |
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And vext with dreams and clouded with strange woe | F2 |
Ah she is tired of thought she yearns for peace | B2 |
Seeing all things one equal end must know | F2 |
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Wherefore this tangle of perplexities | B2 |
The trouble or the joy the weary maze | B2 |
Of narrow fears and hopes that may not cease | B2 |
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A chill falls on her from the skyey ways | B2 |
Black with the night tide where is none to hear | Y |
The ancient cry the Wherefore of our days | B2 |
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IV Fancies | B2 |
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The ceaseless whirr of crickets fills the ear | Y |
From underneath each hedge and bush and tree | Y |
Deep in the dew drenched grasses everywhere | Y |
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The simple sound dispels the fantasy | Y |
Of gloom and terror gathering round the mind | G2 |
It seems a pleasant thing to breathe to be | Y |
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To hear the many voiced soft summer wind | G2 |
Lisp through the dark thick leafage overhead | H2 |
To see the rosy half moon soar behind | G2 |
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The black slim branching elms Sad thoughts have fled | H2 |
Trouble and doubt and now strange reveries | B2 |
And odd caprices fill us in their stead | H2 |
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From yonder broken disk the redness dies | B2 |
Like gold fruit through the leaves the half sphere gleams | B2 |
Then over the hoar tree tops climbs the skies | B2 |
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Blanched ever more and more until it beams | B2 |
Whiter than crystal Like a scroll unfurled | I2 |
And shadowy as a landscape seen in dreams | B2 |
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Reveals itself the sleeping quiet world | I2 |
Painted in tender grays and whites subdued | J2 |
The speckled stream with flakes of light impearled | J2 |
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The wide soft meadow and the massive wood | J2 |
Naught is too wild for our credulity | J2 |
In this weird hour our finest dreams hold good | J2 |
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Quaint elves and frolic flower sprites we see | J2 |
And fairies weaving rings of gossamer | Y |
And angels floating through the filmy air | Y |
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V In the Night | J2 |
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Let us go in the air is dank and chill | K2 |
With dewy midnight and the moon rides high | P |
O'er ghostly fields pale stream and spectral hill | K2 |
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This hour the dawn seems farthest from the sky | P |
So weary long the space that lies between | L2 |
That sacred joy and this dark mystery | J2 |
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Of earth and heaven no glimmering is seen | L2 |
In the star sprinkled east of coming day | J2 |
Nor westward of the splendor that hath been | M2 |
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Strange fears beset us nameless terrors sway | J2 |
The brooding soul that hungers for her rest | J2 |
Out worn with changing moods vain hopes' delay | J2 |
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With conscious thought o'erburdened and oppressed | J2 |
The mystery and the shadow wax too deep | N2 |
She longs to merge both sense and thought in sleep | N2 |
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VI Faerie | J2 |
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From the oped lattice glance once more abroad | J2 |
While the ethereal moontide bathes with light | J2 |
Hill stream and garden and white winding road | J2 |
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All gracious myths born of the shadowy night | J2 |
Recur and hover in fantastic guise | B2 |
Airy and vague before the drowsy sight | J2 |
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On yonder soft gray hill Endymion lies | B2 |
In rosy slumber and the moonlit air | J2 |
Breathes kisses on his cheeks and lips and eyes | B2 |
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'Twixt bush and bush gleam flower white limbs left bare | J2 |
Of huntress nymphs and flying raiment thin | M2 |
Vanishing faces and bright floating hair | J2 |
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The quaint midsummer fairies and their kin | M2 |
Gnomes elves and trolls on blossom branch and grass | B2 |
Gambol and dance and winding out and in | M2 |
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Leave circles of spun dew where'er they pass | B2 |
Through the blue ether the freed Ariel flies | B2 |
Enchantment holds the air a swarming mass | B2 |
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Of myriad dusky gold winged dreams arise | B2 |
Throng toward the gates of sense and so possess | B2 |
The soul and lull it to forgetfulness | B2 |
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VII Confused Dreams | B2 |
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O strange dim other world revealed to us | B2 |
Beginning there where ends reality | J2 |
Lying 'twixt life and death and populous | B2 |
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With souls from either sphere now enter we | J2 |
Thy twisted paths Barred is the silver gate | J2 |
But the wild carven doors of ivory | J2 |
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Spring noiselessly apart between them straight | J2 |
Flies forth a cloud of nameless shadowy things | B2 |
With harpies imps and monsters small and great | J2 |
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Blurring the thick air with darkening wings | B2 |
All humors of the blood and brain take shape | O2 |
And fright us with our own imaginings | B2 |
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A trouble weighs upon us no escape | O2 |
From this unnatural region can there be | J2 |
Fixed eyes stare on us wide mouths grin and gape | O2 |
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Familiar faces out of reach we see | J2 |
Fain would we scream to shatter with a cry | J2 |
The tangled woof of hideous fantasy | J2 |
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When lo the air grows clear a soft fair sky | J2 |
Shines over head sharp pain dissolves in peace | B2 |
Beneath the silver arc | P2 |
Emma Lazarus
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