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The Mistress Of Vision Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I	A
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Secret was the garden	B
Set i' the pathless awe	C
Where no star its breath can draw	D
Life that is its warden	B
Sits behind the fosse of death Mine eyes saw not	E
and I saw	D
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II	A
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It was a mazeful wonder	F
Thrice three times it was enwalled	E
With an emerald	E
Seal ed so asunder	F
All its birds in middle air hung a dream their	G
music thralled	E
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III	A
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The Lady of fair weeping	H
At the garden's core	I
Sang a song of sweet and sore	I
And the after sleeping	H
In the land of Luthany and the tracts of Elenore	F
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IV	-
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With sweet panged singing	H
Sang she through a dream night's day	E
That the bowers might stay	E
Birds bate their winging	H
Nor the wall of emerald float in wreath ed haze away	E
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V	-
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The lily kept its gleaming	H
In her tears divine conservers	D
Wash ed with sad art	E
And the flowers of dreaming	H
Pal ed not their fervours	D
For her blood flowed through their nervures	D
And the roses were most red for she dipt them in	J
her heart	E
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VI	-
	-
There was never moon	K
Save the white sufficing woman	B
Light most heavenly human	B
Like the unseen form of sound	E
Sensed invisibly in tune	K
With a sun deriv ed stole	L
Did inaureole	L
All her lovely body round	E
Lovelily her lucid body with that light was inter	F
strewn	K
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VII	-
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The sun which lit that garden wholly	L
Low and vibrant visible	L
Tempered glory woke	M
And it seem ed solely	L
Like a silver thurible	L
Solemnly swung slowly	L
Fuming clouds of golden fire for a cloud of incense	D
smoke	M
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VIII	-
	-
But woe's me and woe's me	L
For the secrets of her eyes	D
In my visions fearfully	L
They are ever shown to be	L
As fring ed pools whereof each lies	D
Pallid dark beneath the skies	D
Of a night that is	D
But one blear necropolis	D
And her eyes a little tremble in the wind of her	F
own sighs	D
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IX	D
	-
Many changes rise on	N
Their phantasmal mysteries	D
They grow to an horizon	B
Where earth and heaven meet	E
And like a wing that dies on	N
The vague twilight verges	D
Many a sinking dream doth fleet	E
Lessening down their secrecies	D
And as dusk with day converges	D
Their orbs are troublously	L
Over gloomed and over glowed with hope and fear	O
of things to be	L
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X	D
	-
There is a peak on Himalay	L
And on the peak undeluged snow	P
And on the snow not eagles stray	E
There if your strong feet could go	P
Looking over tow'rd Cathay	E
From the never deluged snow	P
Farthest ken might not survey	E
Where the peoples underground dwell whom	Q
antique fables know	P
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XI	L
	-
East ah east of Himalay	L
Dwell the nations underground	E
Hiding from the shock of Day	E
For the sun's uprising sound	E
Dare not issue from the ground	E
At the tumults of the Day	E
So fearfully the sun doth sound	E
Clanging up beyond Cathay	E
For the great earthquaking sunrise rolling up	R
beyond Cathay	E
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XII	L
	-
Lend me O lend me	L
The terrors of that sound	E
That its music may attend me	L
Wrap my chant in thunders round	E
While I tell the ancient secrets in that Lady's	L
singing found	E
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XIII	L
	-
On Ararat there grew a vine	S
When Asia from her bathing rose	L
Our first sailor made a twine	S
Thereof for his prefiguring brows	L
Canst divine	S
Where upon our dusty earth of that vine a cluster	F
grows	L
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XIV	E
	-
On Golgotha there grew a thorn	T
Round the long prefigured Brows	L
Mourn O mourn	T
For the vine have we the spine Is this all the	U
Heaven allows	L
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XV	E
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On Calvary was shook a spear	O
Press the point into thy heart	E
Joy and fear	O
All the spines upon the thorn into curling tendrils	L
start	E
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XVI	E
	-
O dismay	E
I a wingless mortal sporting	H
With the tresses of the sun	B
I that dare my hand to lay	E
On the thunder in its snorting	H
Ere begun	B
Falls my singed song down the sky even the old	E
Icarian way	E
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XVII	E
	-
From the fall precipitant	E
These dim snatches of her chant	E
Only have remain ed mine	S
That from spear and thorn alone	V
May be grown	V
For the front of saint or singer any divinizing twine	S
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XVIII	E
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Her song said that no springing	H
Paradise but evermore	I
Hangeth on a singing	H
That has chords of weeping	H
And that sings the after sleeping	H
To souls which wake too sore	I
'But woe the singer woe ' she said 'beyond the	U
dead his singing lore	I
All its art of sweet and sore	I
He learns in Elenore '	-
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XIX	L
	-
Where is the land of Luthany	S
Where is the tract of Elenore	F
I am bound therefor	F
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XX	L
	-
'Pierce thy heart to find the key	L
With thee take	W
Only what none else would keep	X
Learn to dream when thou dost wake	W
Learn to wake when thou dost sleep	X
Learn to water joy with tears	L
Learn from fears to vanquish fears	L
To hope for thou dar'st not despair	F
Exult for that thou dar'st not grieve	E
Plough thou the rock until it bear	F
Know for thou else couldst not believe	E
Lose that the lost thou may'st receive	E
Die for none other way canst live	E
When earth and heaven lay down their veil	L
And that apocalypse turns thee pale	L
When thy seeing blindeth thee	L
To what thy fellow mortals see	L
When their sight to thee is sightless	L
Their living death their light most light	E
less	L
Search no more	F
Pass the gates of Luthany tread the region Elenore '	-
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XXI	L
	-
Where is the land of Luthany	S
And where the region Elenore	F
I do faint therefor	F
'When to the new eyes of thee	L
All things by immortal power	F
Near or far	F
Hiddenly	L
To each other link ed are	F
That thou canst not stir a flower	F
Without troubling of a star	F
When thy song is shield and mirror	F
To the fair snake curl ed Pain	S
Where thou dar'st affront her terror	F
That on her thou may'st attain	S
Persean conquest seek no more	F
O seek no more	F
Pass the gates of Luthany tread the region Elenore '	-
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XXII	L
	-
So sang she so wept she	L
Through a dream night's day	E
And with her magic singing kept she	L
Mystical in music	Y
That garden of enchanting	H
In visionary May	E
Swayless for my spirit's haunting	H
Thrice threefold walled with emerald from our mor	F
tal mornings grey	E
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XXIII	L
	-
And as a necromancer	F
Raises from the rose ash	Z
The ghost of the rose	L
My heart so made answer	F
To her voice's silver plash	Z
Stirred in reddening flash	Z
And from out its mortal ruins the purpureal phantom	A2
blows	L
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XXIV	E
	-
Her tears made dulcet fretting	H
Her voice had no word	E
More than thunder or the bird	E
Yet unforgetting	H
The ravished soul her meanings knew Mine ears	L
heard not and I heard	E
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XXV	E
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When she shall unwind	E
All those wiles she wound about me	L
Tears shall break from out me	L
That I cannot find	E
Music in the holy poets to my wistful want I doubt	E
me	L