The Flame Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFBGFHIJ KBACLEIFMNOM PQR SETPUVPWMQEMXYZ| Tis not a game that plays at mates and mating | A |
| Proven e knew | B |
| 'Tis not a game of barter lands and houses | C |
| Proven e knew | B |
| We who are wise beyond your dream of wisdom | D |
| Drink our immortal moments we 'pass through' | E |
| We have gone forth beyond your bonds and borders | F |
| Proven e knew | B |
| And all the tales of Oisin say but this | G |
| That man doth pass the net of days and hours | F |
| Where time is shrivelled down to time's seed corn | H |
| We of the Ever living in that light | I |
| Meet through our veils and whisper and of love | J |
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| O smoke and shadow of a darkling world | K |
| These and the rest and all the rest we knew | B |
| 'Tis not a game that plays at mates and mating | A |
| 'Tis not a game of barter lands and houses | C |
| 'Tis not of days and nights' and troubling years | L |
| Of cheeks grown sunken and glad hair gone gray | E |
| There is the subtler music the clear light | I |
| Where time burns back about th' eternal embers | F |
| We are not shut from all the thousand heavens | M |
| Lo there are many gods whom we have seen | N |
| Folk of unearthly fashion places splendid | O |
| Bulwarks of beryl and of chrysoprase | M |
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| Sapphire Benacus in thy mists and thee | P |
| Nature herself's turned metaphysical | Q |
| Who can look on that blue and not believe | R |
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| Thou hooded opal thou eternal pearl | S |
| O thou dark secret with a shimmering floor | E |
| Through all thy various mood I know thee mine | T |
| If I have merged my soul or utterly | P |
| Am solved and bound in through aught here on earth | U |
| There canst thou find me O thou anxious thou | V |
| Who call st about my gates for some lost me | P |
| I say my soul flowed back became translucent | W |
| Search not my lips O Love let go my hands | M |
| This thing that moves as man is no more mortal | Q |
| If thou hast seen my shade sans character | E |
| If thou hast seen that mirror of all moments | M |
| That glass to all things that o'ershadow it | X |
| Call not that mirror me for I have slipped | Y |
| Your grasp I have eluded | Z |
Ezra Pound
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