The Veiled Statue At Sais Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFEGHEIJKLHMN BKEONPQRJ JKJBN SPTUEJTTE TJVWJVNX TEEEYEJZE A2PEB2ETJC2 TD2PTTE2 PUEF2TG2HHB2IHTHA youth impelled by a burning thirst for knowledge | A |
To roam to Sais in fair Egypt's land | B |
The priesthood's secret learning to explore | C |
Had passed through many a grade with eager haste | D |
And still was hurrying on with fond impatience | E |
Scarce could the Hierophant impose a rein | F |
Upon his headlong efforts What avails | E |
A part without the whole the youth exclaimed | G |
Can there be here a lesser or a greater | H |
The truth thou speak'st of like mere earthly dross | E |
Is't but a sum that can be held by man | I |
In larger or in smaller quantity | J |
Surely 'tis changeless indivisible | K |
Deprive a harmony of but one note | L |
Deprive the rainbow of one single color | H |
And all that will remain is naught so long | M |
As that one color that one note is wanting | N |
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While thus they converse held they chanced to stand | B |
Within the precincts of a lonely temple | K |
Where a veiled statue of gigantic size | E |
The youth's attention caught In wonderment | O |
He turned him toward his guide and asked him saying | N |
What form is that concealed beneath yon veil | P |
Truth was the answer What the young man cried | Q |
When I am striving after truth alone | R |
Seekest thou to hide that very truth from me | J |
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The Godhead's self alone can answer thee | J |
Replied the Hierophant 'Let no rash mortal | K |
Disturb this veil ' said he 'till raised by me | J |
For he who dares with sacrilegious hand | B |
To move the sacred mystic covering | N |
He' said the Godhead Well 'will see the truth ' | - |
Strangely oracular indeed And thou | S |
Hast never ventured then to raise the veil | P |
I Truly not I never even felt | T |
The least desire Is't possible If I | U |
Were severed from the truth by nothing else | E |
Than this thin gauze And a divine decree | J |
His guide broke in Far heavier than thou thinkest | T |
Is this thin gauze my son Light to thy hand | T |
It may be but most weighty to thy conscience | E |
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The youth now sought his home absorbed in thought | T |
His burning wish to solve the mystery | J |
Banished all sleep upon his couch he lay | V |
Tossing his feverish limbs When midnight came | W |
He rose and toward the temple timidly | J |
Led by a mighty impulse bent his way | V |
The walls he scaled and soon one active spring | N |
Landed the daring boy beneath the dome | X |
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Behold him now in utter solitude | T |
Welcomed by naught save fearful deathlike silence | E |
A silence which the echo of his steps | E |
Alone disturbs as through the vaults he paces | E |
Piercing an opening in the cupola | Y |
The moon cast down her pale and silvery beams | E |
And awful as a present deity | J |
Glittering amid the darkness of the pile | Z |
In its long veil concealed the statue stands | E |
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With hesitating step he now draws near | A2 |
His impious hand would fain remove the veil | P |
Sudden a burning chill assails his bones | E |
And then an unseen arm repulses him | B2 |
Unhappy one what wouldst thou do Thus cries | E |
A faithful voice within his trembling breast | T |
Wouldst thou profanely violate the All Holy | J |
'Tis true the oracle declared 'Let none | C2 |
Venture to raise the veil till raised by me ' | - |
But did the oracle itself not add | T |
That he who did so would behold the truth | D2 |
Whate'er is hid behind I'll raise the veil | P |
And then he shouted Yes I will behold it | T |
Behold it | T |
Repeats in mocking tone the distant echo | E2 |
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He speaks and with the word lifts up the veil | P |
Would you inquire what form there met his eye | U |
I know not but when day appeared the priests | E |
Found him extended senseless pale as death | F2 |
Before the pedestal of Isis' statue | T |
What had been seen and heard by him when there | G2 |
He never would disclose but from that hour | H |
His happiness in life had fled forever | H |
And his deep sorrow soon conducted him | B2 |
To an untimely grave Woe to that man | I |
He warning said to every questioner | H |
Woe to that man who wins the truth by guilt | T |
For truth so gained will ne'er reward its owner | H |
Friedrich Schiller
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