Inscription Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCCCDDEFFCGGCCCCH CHCC CCCCIJIKDLLDKKMKNKNCWhen 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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