Ode To The Setting Sun - Prelude Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH HGHG HGHG IJIJ KGKG

The wailful sweetness of the violinA
Floats down the hush ed waters of the windB
The heart strings of the throbbing harp beginA
To long in aching music Spirit pinedB
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In wafts that poignant sweetness drifts untilC
The wounded soul ooze sadness The red sunD
A bubble of fire drops slowly toward the hillC
While one bird prattles that the day is doneD
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O setting Sun that as in reverent daysE
Sinkest in music to thy smooth ed sleepF
Discrowned of homage though yet crowned with raysE
Hymned not at harvest more though reapers reapF
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For thee this music wakes not O deceivedG
If thou hear in these thoughtless harmoniesH
A pious phantom of adorings reavedG
And echo of fair ancient flatteriesH
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Yet in this field where the Cross planted reignsH
I know not what strange passion bows my headG
To thee whose great command upon my veinsH
Proves thee a god for me not dead not deadG
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For worship it is too incredulousH
For doubt oh too believing passionateG
What wild divinity makes my heart thusH
A fount of most baptismal tears Thy straightG
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Long beam lies steady on the Cross Ah meI
What secret would thy radiant finger showJ
Of thy bright mastership is this the keyI
Is THIS thy secret then And is it woeJ
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Fling from thine ear the burning curls and harkK
A song thou hast not heard in Northern dayG
For Rome too daring and for Greece too darkK
Sweet with wild wings that pass that pass awayG

Francis Thompson



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