The After Woman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACCDDEEEFFEEEEFFE EEE FCFFGGCCDDCCFFEEDD CCCCEEEECCCCGGDDCCDD CC

Daughter of the ancient EveA
We know the gifts ye gave and giveB
Who knows the gifts which YOU shall giveB
Daughter of the newer EveA
You if my soul be augur youC
Shall O what shall you not Sweet doC
The celestial traitress playD
And all mankind to bliss betrayD
With sacrosanct cajoleriesE
And starry treachery of your eyesE
Tempt us back to ParadiseE
Make heavenly trespass ay press inF
Where faint the fledge foot seraphinF
Blest Fool Be ensign of our warsE
And shame us all to warriorsE
Unbanner your bright locks advanceE
Girl their gilded puissanceE
I' the mystic vaward and draw onF
After the lovely gonfalonF
Us to out folly the excessE
Of your sweet foolhardinessE
To adventure like intenseE
Assault against OmnipotenceE
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Give me song as She is newF
Earth should turn in time theretoC
New and new and thrice so newF
All old sweets New Sweet meant youF
Fair I had a dream of theeG
When my young heart beat prophecyG
And in apparition elateC
Thy little breasts knew wax ed greatC
Sister of the CanticleD
And thee for God grown marriageableD
How my desire desired your dayC
That wheeled in rumour on its wayC
Shook me thus with presentience ThenF
Eden's lopped tree shall shoot againF
For who Christ's eyes shall miss with thoseE
Eyes for evident nunciosE
Or who be tardy to His callD
In your accents auguralD
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Who shall not feel the Heavens hidC
Impend at tremble of your lidC
And divine advent shine avowedC
Under that dim and lucid cloudC
Yea 'fore the silver apocalypseE
Fail at the unsealing of your lipsE
When to love YOU is O Christ's SpouseE
To love the beauty of His houseE
Then come the Isaian days the oldC
Shall dream and our young men beholdC
Vision yea the vision of Thabor mountC
Which none to other shall recountC
Because in all men's hearts shall beG
The seeing and the prophecyG
For ended is the Mystery PlayD
When Christ is life and you the wayD
When Egypt's spoils are Israel's rightC
And Day fulfils the married arms of NightC
But here my lips are stillD
UntilD
You and the hour shall be revealedC
This song is sung and sung not and its words are sealedC

Francis Thompson



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