The South-wester Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDEDEDFFGGEEHHH HHIIHJHJHHKKLMLMNHNH NMNMNHOOHPNQN RHRHHHRRHHSTSTNHNHNU NUUNVNVNNNNWWHHHHXNX NHYHY ZA2ZA2HKHKKHB2B2HHHN HN HNHNNHC2D2C2D2D2C2ZX ZZX| Day of the cloud in fleets O day | A |
| Of wedded white and blue that sail | B |
| Immingled with a footing ray | A |
| In shadow sandals down our vale | B |
| And swift to ravish golden meads | C |
| Swift up the run of turf it speeds | C |
| Thy bright of head and dark of heel | D |
| To where the hilltop flings on sky | E |
| As hawk from wrist or dust from wheel | D |
| The tiptoe sealers tossed to fly | E |
| Thee the last thunder's caverned peal | D |
| Delivered from a wailful night | F |
| All dusky round thy cradled light | F |
| Those brine born issues now in bloom | G |
| Transfigured wreathed as raven's plume | G |
| And briony leaf to watch thee lie | E |
| Dark eyebrows o'er a dreamful eye | E |
| Nigh opening till in the braid | H |
| Of purpled vapours thou wert rosed | H |
| Till that new babe a Goddess maid | H |
| Appeared and vividly disclosed | H |
| Her beat of life then crimson played | H |
| On edges of the plume and leaf | I |
| Shape had they and fair feature brief | I |
| The wings the smiles they flew the breast | H |
| Earth's milk But what imperial march | J |
| Their standards led for earth none guessed | H |
| Ere upward of a coloured arch | J |
| An arrow straining eager head | H |
| Lightened and high for zenith sped | H |
| Fierier followed followed Fire | K |
| Name the young lord of Earth's desire | K |
| Whose look her wine is and whose mouth | L |
| Her music Beauteous was she seen | M |
| Beneath her midway West of South | L |
| And sister was her quivered green | M |
| To sapphire of the Nereid eyes | N |
| On sea when sun is breeze she winked | H |
| As they and waved heaved waterwise | N |
| Her flood of leaves and grasses linked | H |
| A myriad lustrous butterflies | N |
| A moment in the fluttering sheen | M |
| Becapped with the slate air that throws | N |
| The reindeer's antlers black between | M |
| Low frowning and wide fallen snows | N |
| A minute after hooded stoled | H |
| To suit a graveside Season's dirge | O |
| Lo but the breaking of a surge | O |
| And she is in her lover's fold | H |
| Illumined o'er a boundless range | P |
| Anew and through quick morning hours | N |
| The Tropic Arctic countercharge | Q |
| Did seem to pant in beams and showers | N |
| - | |
| But noon beheld a larger heaven | R |
| Beheld on our reflecting field | H |
| The Sower to the Bearer given | R |
| And both their inner sweetest yield | H |
| Fresh as when dews were grey or first | H |
| Received the flush of hues athirst | H |
| Heard we the woodland eyeing sun | R |
| As harp and harper were they one | R |
| A murky cloud a fair pursued | H |
| Assailed and felt the limbs elude | H |
| He sat him down to pipe his woe | S |
| And some strange beast of sky became | T |
| A giant's club withheld the blow | S |
| A milky cloud went all to flame | T |
| And there were groups where silvery springs | N |
| The ethereal forest showed begirt | H |
| By companies in choric rings | N |
| Whom but to see made ear alert | H |
| For music did each movement rouse | N |
| And motion was a minstrel's rage | U |
| To have our spirits out of house | N |
| And bathe them on the open page | U |
| This was a day that knew not age | U |
| Since flew the vapoury twos and threes | N |
| From western pile to eastern rack | V |
| As on from peaks of Pyrenees | N |
| To Graians youngness ruled the track | V |
| When songful beams were shut in caves | N |
| And rainy drapery swept across | N |
| When the ranked clouds were downy waves | N |
| Breast of swan eagle albatross | N |
| In ordered lines to screen the blue | W |
| Youngest of light was nigh we knew | W |
| The silver finger of it laughed | H |
| Along the narrow rift it shot | H |
| Slew the huge gloom with golden shaft | H |
| Then haled on high the volumed blot | H |
| To build the hurling palace cleave | X |
| The dazzling chasm the flying nests | N |
| The many glory garlands weave | X |
| Whose presence not our sight attests | N |
| Till wonder with the splendour blent | H |
| And passion for the beauty flown | Y |
| Make evanescence permanent | H |
| The thing at heart our endless own | Y |
| - | |
| Only at gathered eve knew we | Z |
| The marvels of the day for then | A2 |
| Mount upon mountain out of sea | Z |
| Arose and to our spacious ken | A2 |
| Trebled sublime Olympus round | H |
| In towering amphitheatre | K |
| Colossal on enormous mound | H |
| Majestic gods we saw confer | K |
| They wafted the Dream messenger | K |
| From off the loftiest the crowned | H |
| That Lady of the hues of foam | B2 |
| In sun rays who close under dome | B2 |
| A figure on the foot's descent | H |
| Irradiate to vapour went | H |
| As one whose mission was resigned | H |
| Dispieced undraped dissolved to threads | N |
| Melting she passed into the mind | H |
| Where immortal with mortal weds | N |
| - | |
| Whereby was known that we had viewed | H |
| The union of our earth and skies | N |
| Renewed nor less alive renewed | H |
| Than when old bards in nature wise | N |
| Conceived pure beauty given to eyes | N |
| And with undyingness imbued | H |
| Pageant of man's poetic brain | C2 |
| His grand procession of the song | D2 |
| It was the Muses and their train | C2 |
| Their God to lead the glittering throng | D2 |
| At whiles a beat of forest gong | D2 |
| At whiles a glimpse of Python slain | C2 |
| Mostly divinest harmony | Z |
| The lyre the dance We could believe | X |
| A life in orb and brook and tree | Z |
| And cloud and still holds Memory | Z |
| A morning in the eyes of eve | X |
George Meredith
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