At The Golden Gate Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDC EEFFDDDF GGHHIJDH KKCCDDDC HHLLMMDL CCHHNNDH CCCCLLDC| Before the golden gate she stands | A |
| With drooping head with idle hands | A |
| Loose clasped and bent beneath the weight | B |
| Of unseen woe Too late too late | B |
| Those carved and fretted | C |
| Starred resetted | C |
| Panels shall not open ever | D |
| To her who seeks the perfect mate | C |
| - | |
| Only the tearless enter there | E |
| Only the soul that like a prayer | E |
| No bolt can stay no wall may bar | F |
| Shall dream the dreams grief cannot mar | F |
| No door of cedar | D |
| Alas shall lead her | D |
| Unto the stream that shows forever | D |
| Love's face like some reflected star | F |
| - | |
| They say that golden barrier hides | G |
| A realm where deathless spring abides | G |
| Where flowers shall fade not and there floats | H |
| Thro' moon rays mild or sunlit motes | H |
| 'Mid dewy alleys | I |
| That gird the palace | J |
| And fountain'd spray's unceasing quiver | D |
| A dulcet rain of song birds' notes | H |
| - | |
| The sultan lord knew not her name | K |
| But to the door that fair shape came | K |
| The hour had struck the way was right | C |
| Traced by her lamp's pale flickering light | C |
| But ah whose error | D |
| Has brought this terror | D |
| Whose fault has foiled her fond endeavor | D |
| The gate swings to her hope takes flight | C |
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| The harp the song the nightingales | H |
| She hears beyond The night wind wails | H |
| Without to sound of feast within | L |
| While here she stands shut out by sin | L |
| And be that revel | M |
| Of angel or devil | M |
| She longs to sit beside the giver | D |
| That she at last her prize may win | L |
| - | |
| Her lamp has fallen her eyes are wet | C |
| Frozen she stands she lingers yet | C |
| But through the garden's gladness steals | H |
| A whisper that each heart congeals | H |
| A moan of grieving | N |
| Beyond relieving | N |
| Which makes the proudest of them shiver | D |
| And suddenly the sultan kneels | H |
| - | |
| The lamp was quenched he found her dead | C |
| When dawn had turned the threshold red | C |
| Her face was calm and sad as fate | C |
| His sin not hers made her too late | C |
| Some think unbidden | L |
| She brought him hidden | L |
| A truer bliss that came back never | D |
| To him unblest who closed the gate | C |
George Parsons Lathrop
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