Epimetheus Or The Poet's Afterthought Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAB CDEFD CCCCC CGCCG CBCCB BBBBB GCGGC GDGGD HCHHC GIGGI IIIII GGGGG CGCCGHave I dreamed or was it real | A |
What I saw as in a vision | B |
When to marches hymeneal | A |
In the land of the Ideal | A |
Moved my thought o'er Fields Elysian | B |
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What are these the guests whose glances | C |
Seemed like sunshine gleaming round me | D |
These the wild bewildering fancies | E |
That with dithyrambic dances | F |
As with magic circles bound me | D |
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Ah how cold are their caresses | C |
Pallid cheeks and haggard bosoms | C |
Spectral gleam their snow white dresses | C |
And from loose dishevelled tresses | C |
Fall the hyacinthine blossoms | C |
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O my songs whose winsome measures | C |
Filled my heart with secret rapture | G |
Children of my golden leisures | C |
Must even your delights and pleasures | C |
Fade and perish with the capture | G |
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Fair they seemed those songs sonorous | C |
When they came to me unbidden | B |
Voices single and in chorus | C |
Like the wild birds singing o'er us | C |
In the dark of branches hidden | B |
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Disenchantment Disillusion | B |
Must each noble aspiration | B |
Come at last to this conclusion | B |
Jarring discord wild confusion | B |
Lassitude renunciation | B |
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Not with steeper fall nor faster | G |
From the sun's serene dominions | C |
Not through brighter realms nor vaster | G |
In swift ruin and disaster | G |
Icarus fell with shattered pinions | C |
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Sweet Pandora dear Pandora | G |
Why did mighty Jove create thee | D |
Coy as Thetis fair as Flora | G |
Beautiful as young Aurora | G |
If to win thee is to hate thee | D |
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No not hate thee for this feeling | H |
Of unrest and long resistance | C |
Is but passionate appealing | H |
A prophetic whisper stealing | H |
O'er the chords of our existence | C |
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Him whom thou dost once enamour | G |
Thou beloved never leavest | I |
In life's discord strife and clamor | G |
Still he feels thy spell of glamour | G |
Him of Hope thou ne'er bereavest | I |
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Weary hearts by thee are lifted | I |
Struggling souls by thee are strengthened | I |
Clouds of fear asunder rifted | I |
Truth from falsehood cleansed and sifted | I |
Lives like days in summer lengthened | I |
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Therefore art thou ever clearer | G |
O my Sibyl my deceiver | G |
For thou makest each mystery clearer | G |
And the unattained seems nearer | G |
When thou fillest my heart with fever | G |
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Muse of all the Gifts and Graces | C |
Though the fields around us wither | G |
There are ampler realms and spaces | C |
Where no foot has left its traces | C |
Let us turn and wander thither | G |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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