Antigone Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBAACCAADDEFFEAAGGHE HEIIJEJKAAKADDIILDLD MMANODAOAN D PQRSEIQATUVQBWXEYTZQ A2QB2QCDQQRR

The buried voice bespake AntigoneA
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'O sister couldst thou know as thou wilt knowB
The bliss above the reverence belowB
Enkindled by thy sacrifice for meA
Thou wouldst at once with holy ecstasyA
Give thy warm limbs into the yearning earthC
Sleep Sister for Elysium's dawning birthC
And faith will fill thee with what is to beA
Sleep for the Gods are watching over theeA
Thy dream will steer thee to perform their willD
As silently their influence they instilD
O Sister in the sweetness of thy primeE
Thy hand has plucked the bitter flower of deathF
But this will dower thee with Elysian breathF
That fade into a never fading climeE
Dear to the Gods are those that do like theeA
A solemn duty for the tyrannyA
Of kings is feeble to the soul that daresG
Defy them to fulfil its sacred caresG
And weak against a mighty will are menH
O Torch between two brothers in whose gleamE
Our slaughtered House doth shine as one againH
Tho' severed by the sword now may thy dreamE
Kindle desire in thee for us and thouI
Forgetting not thy lover and his vowI
Leaving no human memory forgotJ
Shalt cross not unattended the dark streamE
Which runs by thee in sleep and ripples notJ
The large stars glitter thro' the anxious nightK
And the deep sky broods low to look at theeA
The air is hush'd and dark o'er land and seaA
And all is waiting for the morrow lightK
So do thy kindred spirits wait for theeA
O Sister soft as on the downward rillD
Will those first daybeams from the distant hillD
Fall on the smoothness of thy placid browI
Like this calm sweetness breathing thro' me nowI
And when the fated sounds shall wake thine eyesL
Wilt thou confiding in the supreme willD
In all thy maiden steadfastness ariseL
Firm to obey and earnest to fulfilD
Remembering the night thou didst not sleepM
And this same brooding sky beheld thee creepM
Defiant of unnatural decreeA
To where I lay upon the outcast landN
Before the iron gates upon the plainO
A wretched graveless ghost whose wailing chillD
Came to thy darkened door imploring theeA
Yearning for burial like my brother slainO
And all was dared for love and pietyA
This thought will nerve again thy virgin handN
To serve its purpose and its destiny '-
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She woke they led her forth and all was stillD
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Swathed round in mist and crown'd with cloudP
O Mountain hid from peak to baseQ
Caught up into the heavens and claspedR
In white ethereal arms that makeS
Thy mystery of size sublimeE
What eye or thought can measure nowI
Thy grand dilating loftinessQ
What giant crest dispute with theeA
Supremacy of air and skyT
What fabled height with thee compareU
Not those vine terraced hills that seetheV
The lava in their fiery cuspsQ
Nor that high climbing robe of snowB
Whose summits touch the morning starW
And breathe the thinnest air of lifeX
Nor crocus couching Ida warmE
With Juno's latest nuptial lureY
Nor Tenedos whose dreamy eyeT
Still looks upon beleaguered TroyZ
Nor yet Olympus crown'd with godsQ
Can boast a majesty like thineA2
O Mountain hid from peak to baseQ
And image of the awful powerB2
With which the secret of all thingsQ
That stoops from heaven to garment earthC
Can speak to any human soulD
When once the earthly limits loseQ
Their pointed heights and sharpened linesQ
And measureless immensityR
Is palpable to sense and sightR

George Meredith



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