Orient Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABCACAABAAABADEFEG GAGHIIHIIJJAKAKIIAAL L MAAINNIAAOOIA PQPQRSRSTRTSRURURVWV WWW AAAAAIUIUAARAAWXWWNA NBAARRBBBEIEIIYYIBYB IZYYYBZ AYAAAYYZZYYA2A2YYYYB 2B2B2YAYYYC2C2B2ZZB2 D2D2B2B2WWWWWE2B2F2B BB2AAB2DDB2B2B2AAB2D AEAEAB2AAF2AB2E2A B2B2B2YYAYAAYYZZZZLo in the sanctuaried East | A |
Day a dedicated priest | A |
In all his robes pontifical exprest | A |
Lifteth slowly lifteth sweetly | B |
From out its Orient tabernacle drawn | C |
Yon orb ed sacrament confest | A |
Which sprinkles benediction through the dawn | C |
And when the grave procession's ceased | A |
The earth with due illustrious rite | A |
Blessed ere the frail fingers featly | B |
Of twilight violet cassocked acolyte | A |
His sacerdotal stoles unvest | A |
Sets for high close of the mysterious feast | A |
The sun in august exposition meetly | B |
Within the flaming monstrance of the West | A |
O salutaris hostia | D |
Quae coeli pandis ostium | E |
Through breach ed darkness' rampart a | F |
Divine assaulter art thou come | E |
God whom none may live and mark | G |
Borne within thy radiant ark | G |
While the Earth a joyous David | A |
Dances before thee from the dawn to dark | G |
The moon O leave pale ruined Eve | H |
Behold her fair and greater daughter | I |
Offers to thee her fruitful water | I |
Which at thy first white Ave shall conceive | H |
Thy gazes do on simple her | I |
Desirable allures confer | I |
What happy comelinesses rise | J |
Beneath thy beautifying eyes | J |
Who was indeed at first a maid | A |
Such as with sighs misgives she is not fair | K |
And secret views herself afraid | A |
Till flatteries sweet provoke the charms they swear | K |
Yea thy gazes blissful lover | I |
Make the beauties they discover | I |
What dainty guiles and treacheries caught | A |
From artful prompting of love's artless thought | A |
Her lowly loveliness teach her to adorn | L |
When thy plumes shiver against the conscious gates of morn | L |
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And so the love which is thy dower | M |
Earth though her first frightened breast | A |
Against the exigent boon protest | A |
For she poor maid of her own power | I |
Has nothing in herself not even love | N |
But an unwitting void thereof | N |
Gives back to thee in sanctities of flower | I |
And holy odours do her bosom invest | A |
That sweeter grows for being prest | A |
Though dear recoil the tremorous nurse of joy | O |
From thine embrace still startles coy | O |
Till Phosphor lead at thy returning hour | I |
The laughing captive from the wishing West | A |
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Nor the majestic heavens less | P |
Thy formidable sweets approve | Q |
Thy dreads and thy delights confess | P |
That do draw and that remove | Q |
Thou as a lion roar'st O Sun | R |
Upon thy satellites' vex ed heels | S |
Before thy terrible hunt thy planets run | R |
Each in his frighted orbit wheels | S |
Each flies through inassuageable chase | T |
Since the hunt o' the world begun | R |
The puissant approaches of thy face | T |
And yet thy radiant leash he feels | S |
Since the hunt o' the world begun | R |
Lashed with terror leashed with longing | U |
The mighty course is ever run | R |
Pricked with terror leashed with longing | U |
Thy rein they love and thy rebuke they shun | R |
Since the hunt o' the world began | V |
With love that trembleth fear that loveth | W |
Thou join'st the woman to the man | V |
And Life with Death | W |
In obscure nuptials moveth | W |
Commingling alien yet affin ed breath | W |
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Thou art the incarnated Light | A |
Whose Sire is aboriginal and beyond | A |
Death and resurgence of our day and night | A |
From him is thy vicegerent wand | A |
With double potence of the black and white | A |
Giver of Love and Beauty and Desire | I |
The terror and the loveliness and purging | U |
The deathfulness and lifefulness of fire | I |
Samson's riddling meanings merging | U |
In thy twofold sceptre meet | A |
Out of thy minatory might | A |
Burning Lion burning Lion | R |
Comes the honey of all sweet | A |
And out of thee the eater comes forth meat | A |
And though by thine alternate breath | W |
Every kiss thou dost inspire | X |
Echoeth | W |
Back from the windy vaultages of death | W |
Yet thy clear warranty above | N |
Augurs the wings of death too must | A |
Occult reverberations stir of love | N |
Crescent and life incredible | B |
That even the kisses of the just | A |
Go down not unresurgent to the dust | A |
Yea not a kiss which I have given | R |
But shall tri umph upon my lips in heaven | R |
Or cling a shameful fungus there in hell | B |
Know'st thou me not O Sun Yea well | B |
Thou know'st the ancient miracle | B |
The children know'st of Zeus and May | E |
And still thou teachest them O splendent Brother | I |
To incarnate the antique way | E |
The truth which is their heritage from their Sire | I |
In sweet disguise of flesh from their sweet Mother | I |
My fingers thou hast taught to con | Y |
Thy flame chorded psalterion | Y |
Till I can translate into mortal wire | I |
Till I can translate passing well | B |
The heavenly harping harmony | Y |
Melodious sealed inaudible | B |
Which makes the dulcet psalter of the world's desire | I |
Thou whisperest in the Moon's white ear | Z |
And she does whisper into mine | Y |
By night together I and she | Y |
With her virgin voice divine | Y |
The things I cannot half so sweetly tell | B |
As she can sweetly speak I sweetly hear | Z |
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By her the Woman does Earth live O Lord | A |
Yet she for Earth and both in thee | Y |
Light out of Light | A |
Resplendent and prevailing Word | A |
Of the Unheard | A |
Not unto thee great Image not to thee | Y |
Did the wise heathen bend an idle knee | Y |
And in an age of faith grown frore | Z |
If I too shall adore | Z |
Be it accounted unto me | Y |
A bright sciential idolatry | Y |
God has given thee visible thunders | A2 |
To utter thine apocalypse of wonders | A2 |
And what want I of prophecy | Y |
That at the sounding from thy station | Y |
Of thy flagrant trumpet see | Y |
The seals that melt the open revelation | Y |
Or who a God persuading angel needs | B2 |
That only heeds | B2 |
The rhetoric of thy burning deeds | B2 |
Which but to sing if it may be | Y |
In worship warranting moiety | A |
So I would win | Y |
In such a song as hath within | Y |
A smouldering core of mystery | Y |
Brimm ed with nimbler meanings up | C2 |
Than hasty Gideons in their hands may sup | C2 |
Lo my suit pleads | B2 |
That thou Isaian coal of fire | Z |
Touch from yon altar my poor mouth's desire | Z |
And the relucent song take for thy sacred meeds | B2 |
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To thine own shape | D2 |
Thou round'st the chrysolite of the grape | D2 |
Bind'st thy gold lightnings in his veins | B2 |
Thou storest the white garners of the rains | B2 |
Destroyer and preserver thou | W |
Who medicinest sickness and to health | W |
Art the unthank ed marrow of its wealth | W |
To those apparent sovereignties we bow | W |
And bright appurtenances of thy brow | W |
Thy proper blood dost thou not give | E2 |
That Earth the gusty Maenad drink and dance | B2 |
Art thou not life of them that live | F2 |
Yea in glad twinkling advent thou dost dwell | B |
Within our body as a tabernacle | B |
Thou bittest with thine ordinance | B2 |
The jaws of Time and thou dost mete | A |
The unsustainable treading of his feet | A |
Thou to thy spousal universe | B2 |
Art Husband she thy Wife and Church | D |
Who in most dusk and vidual curch | D |
Her Lord being hence | B2 |
Keeps her cold sorrows by thy hearse | B2 |
The heavens renew their innocence | B2 |
And morning state | A |
But by thy sacrament communicate | A |
Their weeping night the symbol of our prayers | B2 |
Our darkened search | D |
And sinful vigil desolate | A |
Yea biune in imploring dumb | E |
Essential Heavens and corporal Earth await | A |
The Spirit and the Bride say Come | E |
Lo of thy Magians I the least | A |
Haste with my gold my incenses and myrrhs | B2 |
To thy desired epiphany from the spiced | A |
Regions and odorous of Song's traded East | A |
Thou for the life of all that live | F2 |
The victim daily born and sacrificed | A |
To whom the pinion of this longing verse | B2 |
Beats but with fire which first thyself did give | E2 |
To thee O Sun or is't perchance to Christ | A |
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Ay if men say that on all high heaven's face | B2 |
The saintly signs I trace | B2 |
Which round my stol ed altars hold their solemn place | B2 |
Amen amen For oh how could it be | Y |
When I with wing ed feet had run | Y |
Through all the windy earth about | A |
Quested its secret of the sun | Y |
And heard what thing the stars together shout | A |
I should not heed thereout | A |
Consenting counsel won | Y |
'By this O Singer know we if thou see | Y |
When men shall say to thee Lo Christ is here | Z |
When men shall say to thee Lo Christ is there | Z |
Believe them yea and this then art thou seer | Z |
When all thy crying clear | Z |
Is but Lo here lo there ah me lo everywhere ' | - |
Francis Thompson
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