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The Misanthrope Reclaimed - Act Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The verge of Creation Enter Werner and Spirit	A
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Werner	B
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We have outtravelled light and sound	C
The harmonies that pealed around us as	D
Through yon array of dim and distant worlds	E
We winged our flight have wholly died away	F
Or come to us so faintly echoed that	G
Our ears must watch and wait to catch them	H
Those stars are now like watch fires which though seen	I
Blazing afar send not their light to make	J
The path of the benighted wanderer	B
More plain and cheerful	K
Before us stretches one vast field of gloom	L
So dense as to appear impenetrable	K
Darkness that has a body and a form	M
Both palpable to touch and sight across	N
Our path a barrier rears that seems to bar	O
Our farther progress If there be beyond	P
This wall of blackness aught of mystery	Q
What power shall guide us to it	R
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Spirit	A
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Thy mind	S
Which from the influence of matter free	Q
As it is now and shall be till again	T
Though art returned unto thy native orb	U
Is its own master and its will is now	V
Its only needed guide	W
Strange things are hidden by that ebon veil	X
To which a single wish of thine may bear us	Y
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Werner	B
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Then let us on	Z
Since we our search for knowledge have begun	A2
Wherever there is aught that Power has made	B2
Which Time has ruined or which Fate has damned	C2
There let us go that we may look on it	R
And learn its history What intense glooms	Y
We now are passing through I feel them part	D2
Before and close behind us as we fly	E2
As plainly as the swimmer feels the waves	Y
That lave his gliding limbs This sure must be	Q
The home of Death no voice no sound no sigh	E2
Not ev'n so much of breath as would suffice	Y
To make a lily tremble	K
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Spirt	D2
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Though say'st true	F2
This is indeed the realm of Death at least	D2
It has no more of life than what though hast	D2
Brought here with thee I speak of mortal life	G2
We now are near the Hades of past worlds	Y
Whose spirits have a life which cannot die	D2
You laugh and show the haughty arrogance	Y
Which in your mortal brethren you cotemn	A2
Think you that he who gave to man his mind	D2
The undying spark that quickens his clay frame	H2
Would fashion from the same material	K
Such mighty wonders as the spheres which go	I2
Hymning around his everlasting throne	A2
Giving to them a beauty which alone	A2
Could be conceived by him which has great hand	D2
Alone could mould into reality	D2
And yet deny them what he gave to thee	D2
Intelligence a thing that knows not death	J2
Hast though not seen thine earth put forth her leaves	Y
Clothing her rugged mountain tops and sides	Y
Her forests in the vale each tree and shrub	K2
With a fair foliage hast though not beheld	D2
Her weaving in the sunny springtide hours	Y
A fairy web of emerald bladed grass	Y
To robe her valleys in With every flow'r	O
Of graceful form and soft and downy leaf	L2
And tender hue and tint that Beauty owns	Y
To deck her gentle breast When Autumn came	H2
With its rich gifts of pleasant mellow fruits	Y
Hast though not seen her wipe her sunburnt brow	V
And shake her yellow locks from every hill	M2
Hast though not heard her holy songs of peace	Y
And plenty warbled from each vocal grove	N2
And murmured by her myriads of streams	Y
Hast though not seen her when the hollow winds	Y
Which moan the requiem of the dying year	O2
Raved through her leafless bowers wrap about	D2
Her breast a mantle wherewith to protect	D2
And nurse the seed the trusting husbandman	A2
Hath given to her keeping Are thine acts	Y
As full of wisdom and as free from blame	H2
If not then why deny to her the life	G2
And spirit you possess	Y
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Werner	B
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I did not laugh	P2
In disbelief of what thy words declare	Q2
But they stir such strange thoughts within my mind	D2
That as I will not weep I can but smile	R2
Methinks the darkness has grown less profound	D2
A heavy dim and shadowy light like that	D2
Which when the storm has chosen midnight's hour	B
Of stilly gloom to hold its revel in	A2
First glimmers through the clouds which have been rent	D2
And torn by their own fierceness hands about us	Y
The light increases still and in the distance	Y
Enormous shadows wearing distinct shapes	Y
Since seemingly immovable and others	Y
Like mighty mastless sailless vessels moved	D2
By magic o'er a tideless waveless ocean	A2
In calm majestic silence float along	S2
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Spirit	D2
Let us go nearer	B
Now what seest though	I2
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Werner	B
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Worlds like to that I live on save that these	Y
Seem made of living shades instead of dust	D2
Vast mountains with tall trees and mighty rocks	Y
And fountains gushing from their very summits	Y
Huge towering cliffs and deep and lonely glens	Y
And wide mouthed caves that hold a deeper gloom	L
With precipices from whose edges soft	D2
And silvery cataracts are leaping down	A2
Swift streams that rush adown their rugged sides	Y
And quiet lakelets that appear to sleep	T2
In the embrace of the surrounding hills	Y
The cottage of the hardy hunter perched	D2
High on the rocks like to an eagle's nest	D2
The shepherd's humble shieling and his fold	D2
And half way up broad vineyards with their vines	Y
Bending with purple clusters of ripe fruit	D2
Wide valleys with green meadows and pure streams	Y
And gentle hills where ripening harvests stand	D2
Majestic rivers with their verdant banks	Y
Studded with towns and rural villages	Y
Motionless lakes and seas without a wave	U2
And oceans pulseless as a dead man's heart	D2
And mighty cities standing on their coasts	Y
With vasty walls and gilded palaces	Y
And giant tow'rs and tapering spires that seem	V2
The guardians of all they overlook	W2
Churchyards with their pale gravestones that appear	O2
Like watchers of the dead whose names they bear	Q2
All these are there but not a sign of life	G2
No living thing that creeps along the ground	D2
Or flies the air or swims the wave is seen	A2
It seems as if on all things some strong spell	X2
Had in the twinkling of a star came down	A2
And rocked them to an everlasting sleep	T2
Spirit tell me if what I see is more	Y2
Than a delusion if it be whence came	H2
These shades	Y
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Spirit	D2
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And have I not already said	D2
That these things are that they are quick with life	G2
Such life as disembodied spirits have	Z2
That they are deathless Thou need'st not inquire	A3
Of me whence they are come for thou hast seen	A2
One of their number on its journey hither	B
The period may not be far remote	D2
When thine own planet starting from its sphere	O2
Shall fright the dwellers of the stars that skirt	D2
Its destined pathway to these silent realms	Y
Thou'st seen the comet rushing through the sky	D2
And gazing on the glowing track which it	D2
Had branded on the azure breast of space	Y
Thinking thy words were wisdom thou hast said	D2
When its full term of years has been fulfilled	D2
It shall return again Not knowing that	D2
The light thou sawest was reflected from	B3
That sacred fire which in the end shall purge	C3
The spirit essence which pervades creation	A2
From the dull dust with which a wayward fate	D2
Has clogged its being Question me no more	Y2
Remember what I said I dare not tell	X2
The secrets of Eternity Look on	A2
And learn whate'er thou canst	D2
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Werner	B
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There is one thing which I at last have learned	D2
To feel that with the increase of our knowledge	D3
Our sorrows must increase I oft have heard	D2
But never before have felt the truth of this	Y
To know that were it not for this clay mask	E3
I even now might pierce the shadowy veil	X
That wraps in mystery the things I see	D2
And comprehend their secret principle	K
Will make life doubly hard to bear and tempt	D2
Me much to shake it prematurely off	F3
And snatch wings for my spirit ere its time	G3
A total ignorance were better than	A2
The flash which from its slumber wakes the mind	D2
And then departing leaves it to itself	H3
In the wide maze of error darkly groping	I3
Wisdom is not the medicine to heal	J3
A discontented mind I now know more	Y2
Than when I left the earth but feel that I	D2
Have bought my knowledge with increase of sorrow	I2
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Spirit	D2
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Did I not tell thee that its path were steep	T2
And hard to climb and thick beset with thorns	Y
And that its tempting longed for fruit tho' bought	D2
With a great price is full of bitterness	Y
If though art satisfied let us retrace	Y
Our way to earth again wert thou to go	I2
Yet farther on thou might'st regret the more	Y2
Our coming hither	B
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Werner	B
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What is there aught still more remote than these	Y
From the great centre of the universe	Y
The fair domain of life and living things	Y
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Spirit	D2
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There is	Y
A kingdom tenanted with such dark shapes	Y
That angels shudder when they look on them	H
Thou surely dost not wish to visit it	D2
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Werner	B
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Why not There is within my mind a void	D2
Whose vacant weight is harder to be borne	A2
Than the keen stingings of more active pangs	Y
When it has traced the mystic chain of being	I3
To its last link it may perchance shake off	F3
The misery of restless discontent	D2
Its fulness then may sink it into rest	D2
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Spirit	D2
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I have no power to disobey thy word	D2
If thou wilt on I must proceed with thee	D2
Even though in looking on I share the pangs	Y
Of those who suffer	B
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Werner	B
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Come then I too must see them tho' it cost	D2
Me years of pain to gaze but for a moment	D2
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Spirit	D2
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'Twere harder now to find Eve's' buried dust	D2
Than to declare who has inherited	D2
The largest portion of her prying spirit	D2
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Sings	Y
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Where Pain keepeth vigil	K
With Sorrow and Care	Q2
And Horror sits watching	I3
By dull eyed Despair	Q2
Where the Spirit accurst	D2
Maketh moan in its wo	I2
Thy wishes direct us	Y
And thither we go	I2
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Exeunt	D2