Ode To The Setting Sun Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDDEECDCCFDGDCHH DDHHIDIDHHH IJIIJHDDDKKHDLLDIMNI OODPPD DDDDLLDQDDQQQDDDHHD QDDQDDIIHIIRHRQSDHHD DHHDDDDDDDDDDD QSALLADIDIDDDDTTDDDD DMDMDDDDUVUVCCRIIRWW DDDD IMILDVDVCCDDOODDOODD DDXMMX DDLDDDLDDCCCIICLLYCY CCCCCDDAlpha 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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
Francis Thompson
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Ode To The Setting Sun poem by Francis Thompson
maggie flanagan-wilkie: It would help if the last line was complete.
Best Poems of Francis Thompson