The Resurrection Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGH IJKJ LMNM OAPA QRSR TJUJ VWXY ZA2SA2 A2B2C2D2 E2A2F2A2 XG2A2H2 I2RA2J2 K2L2M2L2 A2M2N2L O2P2Q2P2 A2R2N2R2 A2A2A2A2 D2A2N2A2 O2A2S2A2 A2T2N2Q2 N2A2A2A2 N2A2A2A2 MN2N2N2 B2N2B2N2 O2N2A2N2 A2Q2U2T2 N2A2O2A2 V2A2W2A2 O2N2X2N2 N2N2N2N2 Q2O2S2S2 Y2A2N2A2 N2Z2A3Z2 A2S2D2S2 H2Q2LQ2 B2A2N2A2 A2S2A2S2 S2A2A2A2 A2B3S2C3I thought I had forever lost | A |
Alas though still so young | B |
The tender joys and sorrows all | C |
That unto youth belong | D |
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The sufferings sweet the impulses | E |
Our inmost hearts that warm | F |
Whatever gives this life of ours | G |
Its value and its charm | H |
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What sore laments what bitter tears | I |
O'er my sad state I shed | J |
When first I felt from my cold heart | K |
Its gentle pains had fled | J |
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Its throbs I felt no more my love | L |
Within me seemed to die | M |
Nor from my frozen senseless breast | N |
Escaped a single sigh | M |
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I wept o'er my sad hapless lot | O |
The life of life seemed lost | A |
The earth an arid wilderness | P |
Locked in eternal frost | A |
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The day how dreary and the night | Q |
How dull and dark and lone | R |
The moon for me no brightness had | S |
No star in heaven shone | R |
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And yet the old love was the cause | T |
Of all the tears I shed | J |
Still in my inmost breast I felt | U |
The heart was not yet dead | J |
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My weary fancy still would crave | V |
The images it loved | W |
And its capricious longings still | X |
A source of sorrow proved | Y |
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But e'en that lingering spark of grief | Z |
Was soon within me spent | A2 |
And I the strength no longer had | S |
To utter a lament | A2 |
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And there I lay stunned stupefied | A2 |
Nor asked for comfort more | B2 |
My heart to hopeless blank despair | C2 |
Itself had given o'er | D2 |
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How changed alas was I from him | E2 |
Who once with passion thrilled | A2 |
Whose ardent soul was ever once | F2 |
With sweet illusions filled | A2 |
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The swallow to my window still | X |
Would come to greet the dawn | G2 |
But his sweet song no echo found | A2 |
In my poor heart forlorn | H2 |
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Nor pleased me more in autumn gray | I2 |
Upon the hill side lone | R |
The cheerful vesper bell or light | A2 |
Of the departing sun | J2 |
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In vain the evening star I saw | K2 |
Above the silent vale | L2 |
And vainly warbled in the grove | M2 |
The plaintive nightingale | L2 |
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And you ye furtive glances bright | A2 |
From gentle eyes that rove | M2 |
The sweet the gracious messages | N2 |
Of first immortal Love | L |
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The soft white hand that tenderly | O2 |
My own hand seemed to woo | P2 |
All all your magic spells were vain | Q2 |
My torpor to subdue | P2 |
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Of every pleasure quite bereft | A2 |
Sad but of tranquil mien | R2 |
A state of perfect littleness | N2 |
Yet with a face serene | R2 |
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Save for the lingering wish indeed | A2 |
In death to sink to rest | A2 |
The force of all desire was spent | A2 |
In my exhausted breast | A2 |
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As some poor feeble wanderer | D2 |
With age and sorrow bent | A2 |
The April of my years alas | N2 |
Thus listlessly I spent | A2 |
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Thus listlessly thus wearily | O2 |
Didst thou consume O heart | A2 |
Those golden days ineffable | S2 |
So swiftly that depart | A2 |
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Who from this heavy heedless rest | A2 |
Awakens me again | T2 |
What new what magic power is this | N2 |
I feel within me reign | Q2 |
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Ye motions sweet ye images | N2 |
Ye throbs illusions blest | A2 |
Ah no ye are not then shut out | A2 |
Forever from this breast | A2 |
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The glorious light of golden days | N2 |
Do ye again unfold | A2 |
The old affections that I lost | A2 |
Do I once more behold | A2 |
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Now as I gaze upon the sky | M |
Or on the verdant fields | N2 |
Each thing with sorrow me inspires | N2 |
And each a pleasure yields | N2 |
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The mountain forest and the shore | B2 |
Once more my heart rejoice | N2 |
The fountain speaks to me once more | B2 |
The sea hath found a voice | N2 |
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Who after all this apathy | O2 |
Restores to me my tears | N2 |
Each moment as I look around | A2 |
How changed the world appears | N2 |
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Hath hope perchance O my poor heart | A2 |
Beguiled thee of thy pain | Q2 |
Ah no the gracious smile of hope | U2 |
I ne'er shall see again | T2 |
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Nature bestowed these impulses | N2 |
And these illusions blest | A2 |
Their inborn influence in me | O2 |
By suffering was suppressed | A2 |
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But not annulled not overcome | V2 |
By cruel blows of Fate | A2 |
Nor by the inauspicious frown | W2 |
Of Truth importunate | A2 |
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I know she has no sympathy | O2 |
For fond imaginings | N2 |
I know that Nature too is deaf | X2 |
Nor heeds our sufferings | N2 |
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That for our good she nothing cares | N2 |
Our being only heeds | N2 |
And with the sight of our distress | N2 |
Her wild caprices feeds | N2 |
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I know the poor man pleads in vain | Q2 |
For others' sympathy | O2 |
That scornfully or heedlessly | S2 |
All from his presence flee | S2 |
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That both for genius and for worth | Y2 |
This age has no respect | A2 |
That all who cherish lofty aims | N2 |
Are left to cold neglect | A2 |
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And you ye eyes so tremulous | N2 |
With lustre all divine | Z2 |
I know how false your splendors are | A3 |
Where no true love doth shine | Z2 |
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No love mysterious and profound | A2 |
Illumes you with its glow | S2 |
Nor gleams one spark of genial fire | D2 |
Beneath that breast of snow | S2 |
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Nay it is wont to laugh to scorn | H2 |
Another's tender pain | Q2 |
The fervent flame of heavenly love | L |
To treat with cold disdain | Q2 |
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Yet I with thankfulness once more | B2 |
The old illusions greet | A2 |
And feel with shock of pleased surprise | N2 |
The heart within me beat | A2 |
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To thee alone this force renewed | A2 |
This vital power I owe | S2 |
From thee alone my faithful heart | A2 |
My only comforts flow | S2 |
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I feel it is the destiny | S2 |
Of every noble mind | A2 |
In Fate in Fortune Beauty and the World | A2 |
An enemy to find | A2 |
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But while thou liv'st nor yield'st to Fate | A2 |
Contending without fear | B3 |
I will not tax with cruelty | S2 |
The power that placed me here | C3 |
Giacomo Leopardi
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