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Ode To The Setting Sun Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Alpha and Omega sadness and mirth	A
The springing music and its wasting breath	B
The fairest things in life are Death and Birth	A
And of these two the fairer thing is Death	B
Mystical twins of Time inseparable	C
The younger hath the holier array	D
And hath the awfuller sway	D
It is the falling star that trails the light	E
It is the breaking wave that hath the might	E
The passing shower that rainbows maniple	C
Is it not so O thou down stricken Day	D
That draw'st thy splendours round thee in thy fall	C
High was thine Eastern pomp inaugural	C
But thou dost set in statelier pageantry	F
Lauded with tumults of a firmament	D
Thy visible music blasts make deaf the sky	G
Thy cymbals clang to fire the Occident	D
Thou dost thy dying so triumphally	C
I SEE the crimson blaring of thy shawms	H
Why do those lucent palms	H
Strew thy feet's failing thicklier than their might	D
Who dost but hood thy glorious eyes with night	D
And vex the heels of all the yesterdays	H
Lo this loud lackeying praise	H
Will stay behind to greet the usurping moon	I
When they have cloud barred over thee the West	D
Oh shake the bright dust from thy parting shoon	I
The earth not paeans thee nor serves thy hest	D
Be godded not by Heaven avert thy face	H
And leave to blank disgrace	H
The oblivious world unsceptre thee of state and place	H
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Ha but bethink thee what thou gazedst on	I
Ere yet the snake Decay had venomed tooth	J
The name thou bar'st in those vast seasons gone	I
Candid Hyperion	I
Clad in the light of thine immortal youth	J
Ere Dionysus bled thy vines	H
Or Artemis drave her clamours through the wood	D
Thou saw'st how once against Olympus' height	D
The brawny Titans stood	D
And shook the gods' world 'bout their ears and how	K
Enceladus whom Etna cumbers now	K
Shouldered me Pelion with its swinging pines	H
The river unrecked that did its broken flood	D
Spurt on his back before the mountainous shock	L
The rank ed gods dislock	L
Scared to their skies wide o'er rout trampled night	D
Flew spurned the pebbled stars those splendours then	I
Had tempested on earth star upon star	M
Mounded in ruin if a longer war	N
Had quaked Olympus and cold fearing men	I
Then did the ample marge	O
And circuit of thy targe	O
Sullenly redden all the vaward fight	D
Above the blusterous clash	P
Wheeled thy swung falchion's flash	P
And hewed their forces into splintered flight	D
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Yet ere Olympus thou wast and a god	D
Though we deny thy nod	D
We cannot spoil thee of thy divinity	D
What know we elder than thee	D
When thou didst bursting from the great void's husk	L
Leap like a lion on the throat o' the dusk	L
When the angels rose chapleted	D
Sang each to other	Q
The vaulted blaze overhead	D
Of their vast pinions spread	D
Hailing thee brother	Q
How chaos rolled back from the wonder	Q
And the First Morn knelt down to thy visage of thunder	Q
Thou didst draw to thy side	D
Thy young Auroral bride	D
And lift her veil of night and mystery	D
Tellus with baby hands	H
Shook off her swaddling bands	H
And from the unswath ed vapours laughed to thee	D
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Thou twi form deity nurse at once and sire	Q
Thou genitor that all things nourishest	D
The earth was suckled at thy shining breast	D
And in her veins is quick thy milky fire	Q
Who scarfed her with the morning and who set	D
Upon her brow the day fall's carcanet	D
Who queened her front with the enrondured moon	I
Who dug night's jewels from their vaulty mine	I
To dower her past an eastern wizard's dreams	H
When hovering on him through his haschish swoon	I
All the rained gems of the old Tartarian line	I
Shiver in lustrous throbbings of tinged flame	R
Whereof a moiety in the Paolis' seams	H
Statelily builded their Venetian name	R
Thou hast enwoof ed her	Q
An empress of the air	S
And all her births are propertied by thee	D
Her teeming centuries	H
Drew being from thine eyes	H
Thou fatt'st the marrow of all quality	D
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Who lit the furnace of the mammoth's heart	D
Who shagged him like Pilatus' ribb ed flanks	H
Who raised the columned ranks	H
Of that old pre diluvian forestry	D
Which like a continent torn oppressed the sea	D
When the ancient heavens did in rains depart	D
While the high danc ed whirls	D
Of the tossed scud made hiss thy drench ed curls	D
Thou rear'dst the enormous brood	D
Who hast with life imbued	D
The lion maned in tawny majesty	D
The tiger velvet barred	D
The stealthy stepping pard	D
And the lithe panther's flexuous symmetry	D
	-
How came the entomb ed tree a light bearer	Q
Though sunk in lightless lair	S
Friend of the forgers of earth	A
Mate of the earthquake and thunders volcanic	L
Clasped in the arms of the forces Titanic	L
Which rock like a cradle the girth	A
Of the ether hung world	D
Swart son of the swarthy mine	I
When flame on the breath of his nostrils feeds	D
How is his countenance half divine	I
Like thee in thy sanguine weeds	D
Thou gavest him his light	D
Though sepultured in night	D
Beneath the dead bones of a perished world	D
Over his prostrate form	T
Though cold and heat and storm	T
The mountainous wrack of a creation hurled	D
Who made the splendid rose	D
Saturate with purple glows	D
Cupped to the marge with beauty a perfume press	D
Whence the wind vintages	D
Gushes of warm ed fragrance richer far	M
Than all the flavorous ooze of Cyprus' vats	D
Lo in yon gale which waves her green cymar	M
With dusky cheeks burnt red	D
She sways her heavy head	D
Drunk with the must of her own odorousness	D
While in a moted trouble the vexed gnats	D
Maze and vibrate and tease the noontide hush	U
Who girt dissolv ed lightnings in the grape	V
Summered the opal with an Irised flush	U
Is it not thou that dost the tulip drape	V
And huest the daffodilly	C
Yet who hast snowed the lily	C
And her frail sister whom the waters name	R
Dost vestal vesture 'mid the blaze of June	I
Cold as the new sprung girlhood of the moon	I
Ere Autumn's kiss sultry her cheek with flame	R
Thou sway'st thy sceptred beam	W
O'er all delight and dream	W
Beauty is beautiful but in thy glance	D
And like a jocund maid	D
In garland flowers arrayed	D
Before thy ark Earth keeps her sacred dance	D
	-
And now O shaken from thine antique throne	I
And sunken from thy coerule empery	M
Now that the red glare of thy fall is blown	I
In smoke and flame about the windy sky	L
Where are the wailing voices that should meet	D
From hill stream grove and all of mortal shape	V
Who tread thy gifts in vineyards as stray feet	D
Pulp the globed weight of juiced Iberia's grape	V
Where is the threne o' the sea	C
And why not dirges thee	C
The wind that sings to himself as he makes stride	D
Lonely and terrible on the Andean height	D
Where is the Naiad 'mid her sworded sedge	O
The Nymph wan glimmering by her wan fount's verge	O
The Dryad at timid gaze by the wood side	D
The Oread jutting light	D
On one up strain ed sole from the rock ledge	O
The Nereid tip toe on the scud o' the surge	O
With whistling tresses dank athwart her face	D
And all her figure poised in lithe Circean grace	D
Why withers their lament	D
Their tresses tear besprent	D
Have they sighed hence with trailing garment gem	X
O sweet O sad O fair	M
I catch your flying hair	M
Draw your eyes down to me and dream on them	X
	-
A space and they fleet from me Must ye fade	D
O old essential candours ye who made	D
The earth a living and a radiant thing	L
And leave her corpse in our strained cheated arms	D
Lo ever thus when Song with chorded charms	D
Draws from dull death his lost Eurydice	D
Lo ever thus even at consummating	L
Even in the swooning minute that claims her his	D
Even as he trembles to the impassioned kiss	D
Of reincarnate Beauty his control	C
Clasps the cold body and foregoes the soul	C
Whatso looks lovelily	C
Is but the rainbow on life's weeping rain	I
Why have we longings of immortal pain	I
And all we long for mortal Woe is me	C
And all our chants but chaplet some decay	L
As mine this vanishing nay vanished Day	L
The low sky line dusks to a leaden hue	Y
No rift disturbs the heavy shade and chill	C
Save one where the charred firmament lets through	Y
The scorching dazzle of Heaven 'gainst which the hill	C
Out flattened sombrely	C
Stands black as life against eternity	C
Against eternity	C
A rifting light in me	C
Burns through the leaden broodings of the mind	D
O bless ed Sun thy st	D