George Gordon Byron

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A Fragment.[73] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDD EEFFGGHHIIJJFFKKLLGG MMNNOOFFPPIIQQ R S

Could I remount the river of my yearsA
To the first fountain of our smiles and tearsB
I would not trace again the stream of hoursC
Between their outworn banks of withered flowersC
But bid it flow as now until it glidesD
Into the number of the nameless tidesD
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What is this Death a quiet of the heartE
The whole of that of which we are a partE
For Life is but a vision what I seeF
Of all which lives alone is Life to meF
And being so the absent are the deadG
Who haunt us from tranquillity and spreadG
A dreary shroud around us and investH
With sad remembrancers our hours of restH
The absent are the dead for they are coldI
And ne'er can be what once we did beholdI
And they are changed and cheerless or if yetJ
The unforgotten do not all forgetJ
Since thus divided equal must it beF
If the deep barrier be of earth or seaF
It may be both but one day end it mustK
In the dark union of insensate dustK
The under earth inhabitants are theyL
But mingled millions decomposed to clayL
The ashes of a thousand ages spreadG
Wherever Man has trodden or shall treadG
Or do they in their silent cities dwellM
Each in his incommunicative cellM
Or have they their own language and a senseN
Of breathless being darkened and intenseN
As Midnight in her solitude Oh EarthO
Where are the past and wherefore had they birthO
The dead are thy inheritors and weF
But bubbles on thy surface and the keyF
Of thy profundity is in the GraveP
The ebon portal of thy peopled caveP
Where I would walk in spirit and beholdI
Our elements resolved to things untoldI
And fathom hidden wonders and exploreQ
The essence of great bosoms now no moreQ
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Diodati JulyR
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First published Letters and Journals iiS

George Gordon Byron



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