A Fallen Yew Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAA BCC DDD EEE BBB FFG EEE HHH EEE IJK BBL BBB BBB BBB BBB MMM BBB CC BBB BBB CCC BBB BBB NNN BBB BBBB| It seemed corrival of the world's great prime | A |
| Made to un edge the scythe of Time | A |
| And last with stateliest rhyme | A |
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| No tender Dryad ever did indue | B |
| That rigid chiton of rough yew | C |
| To fret her white flesh through | C |
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| But some god like to those grim Asgard lords | D |
| Who walk the fables of the hordes | D |
| From Scandinavian fjords | D |
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| Upheaved its stubborn girth and raised unriven | E |
| Against the whirl blast and the levin | E |
| Defiant arms to Heaven | E |
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| When doom puffed out the stars we might have said | B |
| It would decline its heavy head | B |
| And see the world to bed | B |
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| For this firm yew did from the vassal leas | F |
| And rain and air its tributaries | F |
| Its revenues increase | G |
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| And levy impost on the golden sun | E |
| Take the blind years as they might run | E |
| And no fate seek or shun | E |
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| But now our yew is strook is fallen yea | H |
| Hacked like dull wood of every day | H |
| To this and that men say | H |
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| Never To Hades' shadowy shipyards gone | E |
| Dim barge of Dis down Acheron | E |
| It drops or Lethe wan | E |
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| Stirred by its fall poor destined bark of Dis | I |
| Along my soul a bruit there is | J |
| Of echoing images | K |
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| Reverberations of mortality | B |
| Spelt backward from its death to me | B |
| Its life reads saddenedly | L |
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| Its breast was hollowed as the tooth of eld | B |
| And boys their creeping unbeheld | B |
| A laughing moment dwelled | B |
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| Yet they within its very heart so crept | B |
| Reached not the heart that courage kept | B |
| With winds and years beswept | B |
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| And in its boughs did close and kindly nest | B |
| The birds as they within its breast | B |
| By all its leaves caressed | B |
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| But bird nor child might touch by any art | B |
| Each other's or the tree's hid heart | B |
| A whole God's breadth apart | B |
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| The breadth of God he breadth of death and life | M |
| Even so even so in undreamed strife | M |
| With pulseless Law the wife | M |
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| The sweetest wife on sweetest marriage day | B |
| Their souls at grapple in mid way | B |
| Sweet to her sweet may say | B |
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| 'I take you to my inmost heart my true ' | - |
| Ah fool but there is one heart you | C |
| Shall never take him to | C |
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| The hold that falls not when the town is got | B |
| The heart's heart whose immured plot | B |
| Hath keys yourself keep not | B |
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| Its ports you cannot burst you are withstood | B |
| For him that to your listening blood | B |
| Sends precepts as he would | B |
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| Its gates are deaf to Love high summoner | C |
| Yea Love's great warrant runs not there | C |
| You are your prisoner | C |
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| Yourself are with yourself the sole consortress | B |
| In that unleaguerable fortress | B |
| It knows you not for portress | B |
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| Its keys are at the cincture hung of God | B |
| Its gates are trepidant to His nod | B |
| By Him its floors are trod | B |
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| And if His feet shall rock those floors in wrath | N |
| Or blest aspersion sleek His path | N |
| Is only choice it hath | N |
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| Yea in that ultimate heart's occult abode | B |
| To lie as in an oubliette of God | B |
| Or as a bower untrod | B |
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| Built by a secret Lover for His Spouse | B |
| Sole choice is this your life allows | B |
| Sad tree whose perishing boughs | B |
| So few birds house | B |
Francis Thompson
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