The Ideals Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDE FGFGHIJI FKFKLMLM FNFNOPOP FNFNQRQR FSFSDGDG FTFTFRFR UIUIFRFR FMFMARAR BRBRRRRR OBOBBVBV| And wilt thou faithless one then leave me | A |
| With all thy magic phantasy | B |
| With all the thoughts that joy or grieve me | A |
| Wilt thou with all forever fly | C |
| Can naught delay thine onward motion | D |
| Thou golden time of life's young dream | E |
| In vain eternity's wide ocean | D |
| Ceaselessly drowns thy rolling stream | E |
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| The glorious suns my youth enchanting | F |
| Have set in never ending night | G |
| Those blest ideals now are wanting | F |
| That swelled my heart with mad delight | G |
| The offspring of my dream hath perished | H |
| My faith in being passed away | I |
| The godlike hopes that once I cherish | J |
| Are now reality's sad prey | I |
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| As once Pygmalion fondly yearning | F |
| Embraced the statue formed by him | K |
| Till the cold marble's cheeks were burning | F |
| And life diffused through every limb | K |
| So I with youthful passion fired | L |
| My longing arms round Nature threw | M |
| Till clinging to my breast inspired | L |
| She 'gan to breathe to kindle too | M |
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| And all my fiery ardor proving | F |
| Though mute her tale she soon could tell | N |
| Returned each kiss I gave her loving | F |
| The throbbings of my heart read well | N |
| Then living seemed each tree each flower | O |
| Then sweetly sang the waterfall | P |
| And e'en the soulless in that hour | O |
| Shared in the heavenly bliss of all | P |
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| For then a circling world was bursting | F |
| My bosom's narrow prison cell | N |
| To enter into being thirsting | F |
| In deed word shape and sound as well | N |
| This world how wondrous great I deemed it | Q |
| Ere yet its blossoms could unfold | R |
| When open oh how little seemed it | Q |
| That little oh how mean and cold | R |
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| How happy winged by courage daring | F |
| The youth life's mazy path first pressed | S |
| No care his manly strength impairing | F |
| And in his dream's sweet vision blest | S |
| The dimmest star in air's dominion | D |
| Seemed not too distant for his flight | G |
| His young and ever eager pinion | D |
| Soared far beyond all mortal sight | G |
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| Thus joyously toward heaven ascending | F |
| Was aught for his bright hopes too far | T |
| The airy guides his steps attending | F |
| How danced they round life's radiant car | T |
| Soft love was there her guerdon bearing | F |
| And fortune with her crown of gold | R |
| And fame her starry chaplet wearing | F |
| And truth in majesty untold | R |
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| But while the goal was yet before them | U |
| The faithless guides began to stray | I |
| Impatience of their task came o'er them | U |
| Then one by one they dropped away | I |
| Light footed Fortune first retreating | F |
| Then Wisdom's thirst remained unstilled | R |
| While heavy storms of doubt were beating | F |
| Upon the path truth's radiance filled | R |
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| I saw Fame's sacred wreath adorning | F |
| The brows of an unworthy crew | M |
| And ah how soon Love's happy morning | F |
| When spring had vanished vanished too | M |
| More silent yet and yet more weary | A |
| Became the desert path I trod | R |
| And even hope a glimmer dreary | A |
| Scarce cast upon the gloomy road | R |
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| Of all that train so bright with gladness | B |
| Oh who is faithful to the end | R |
| Who now will seek to cheer my sadness | B |
| And to the grave my steps attend | R |
| Thou Friendship of all guides the fairest | R |
| Who gently healest every wound | R |
| Who all life's heavy burdens sharest | R |
| Thou whom I early sought and found | R |
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| Employment too thy loving neighbor | O |
| Who quells the bosom's rising storms | B |
| Who ne'er grows weary of her labor | O |
| And ne'er destroys though slow she forms | B |
| Who though but grains of sand she places | B |
| To swell eternity sublime | V |
| Yet minutes days ay years effaces | B |
| From the dread reckoning kept by Time | V |
Friedrich Schiller
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