To. W. P. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCBBCCBDEDAFA A GHHGGHHGICICII A JKKJJKKJLMMLML F NOONNOONPQRQRQ| I | A |
| Calm was the sea to which your course you kept | B |
| Oh how much calmer than all southern seas | C |
| Many your nameless mates whom the keen breeze | C |
| Wafted from mothers that of old have wept | B |
| All souls of children taken as they slept | B |
| Are your companions partners of your ease | C |
| And the green souls of all these autumn trees | C |
| Are with you through the silent spaces swept | B |
| Your virgin body gave its gentle breath | D |
| Untainted to the gods Why should we grieve | E |
| But that we merit not your holy death | D |
| We shall not loiter long your friends and I | A |
| Living you made it goodlier to live | F |
| Dead you will make it easier to die | A |
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| II | A |
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| With you a part of me hath passed away | G |
| For in the peopled forest of my mind | H |
| A tree made leafless by this wintry wind | H |
| Shall never don again its green array | G |
| Chapel and fireside country road and bay | G |
| Have something of their friendliness resigned | H |
| Another if I would I could not find | H |
| And I am grown much older in a day | G |
| But yet I treasure in my memory | I |
| Your gift of charity your mellow ease | C |
| And the dear honour of your amity | I |
| For these once mine my life is rich with these | C |
| And I scarce know which part may greater be | I |
| What I keep of you or you rob of me | I |
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| III | A |
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| Your bark lies anchored in the peaceful bight | J |
| Until a kinder wind unfurl her sail | K |
| Your docile spirit wing d by this gale | K |
| Hath at the dawning fled into the light | J |
| And I half know why heaven deemed it right | J |
| Your youth and this my joy in youth should fail | K |
| God hath them still for ever they avail | K |
| Eternity hath borrowed that delight | J |
| For long ago I taught my thoughts to run | L |
| Where all the great things live that lived of yore | M |
| And in eternal quiet float and soar | M |
| There all my loves are gathered into one | L |
| Where change is not nor parting any more | M |
| Nor revolution of the moon and sun | L |
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| IV | F |
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| In my deep heart these chimes would still have rung | N |
| To toll your passing had you not been dead | O |
| For time a sadder mask than death may spread | O |
| Over the face that ever should be young | N |
| The bough that falls with all its trophies hung | N |
| Falls not too soon but lays its flower crowned head | O |
| Most royal in the dust with no leaf shed | O |
| Unhallowed or unchiselled or unsung | N |
| And though the after world will never hear | P |
| The happy name of one so gently true | Q |
| Nor chronicles write large this fatal year | R |
| Yet we who loved you though we be but few | Q |
| Keep you in whatsoe er is good and rear | R |
| In our weak virtues monuments to you | Q |
George Santayana
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