Inscription Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCCCDDEFFCGGCCCCH CHCC CCCCIJIKDLLDKKMKNKNC| When the last stir of bubbling melodies | A |
| Broke as my chants sank underneath the wave | B |
| Of dulcitude but sank again to rise | C |
| Where man's embaying mind those waters lave | B |
| For music hath its Oceanides | C |
| Flexuously floating through their parent seas | C |
| And such are these | C |
| I saw a vision or may it be | D |
| The effluence of a dear desired reality | D |
| I saw two spirits high | E |
| Two spirits dim within the silver smoke | F |
| Which is for ever woke | F |
| By snowing lights of fountained Poesy | C |
| Two shapes they were familiar as love | G |
| They were those souls whereof | G |
| One twines from finest gracious daily things | C |
| Strong constant noticeless as are heart strings | C |
| The golden cage wherein this song bird sings | C |
| And the other's sun gives hue to all my flowers | C |
| Which else pale flowers of Tartarus would grow | H |
| Where ghosts watch ghosts of blooms in ghostly bowers | C |
| For we do know | H |
| The hidden player by his harmonies | C |
| And by my thoughts I know what still hands thrill the keys | C |
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| And to these twain as from the mind's abysses | C |
| All thoughts draw toward the awakening heart's sweet kisses | C |
| With proffer of their wreathen fantasies | C |
| Even so to these | C |
| I saw how many brought their garlands fair | I |
| Whether of song or simple love they were | J |
| Of simple love that makes best garlands fair | I |
| But one I marked who lingered still behind | K |
| As for such souls no seemly gift had he | D |
| He was not of their strain | L |
| Nor worthy of so bright beings to entertain | L |
| Nor fit compeer for such high company | D |
| Yet was he surely born to them in mind | K |
| Their youngest nursling of the spirit's kind | K |
| Last stole this one | M |
| With timid glance of watching eyes adread | K |
| And dropped his frightened flower when all were gone | N |
| And where the frail flower fell it withered | K |
| But yet methought those high souls smiled thereon | N |
| As when a child upstraining at your knees | C |
| Some fond and fancied nothings says 'I give you these ' | - |
Francis Thompson
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