The Golden Legend: Prologue & 1. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRALA
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Night and storm LUCIFER with the Powers of theB
Air trying to tear down the CrossC
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Lucifer HASTEN hastenD
O ye spiritsE
From its station drag the ponderousF
Cross of iron that to mock usF
Is uplifted high in airG
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Voices O we cannotH
For around itI
All the Saints and Guardian AngelsJ
Throng in legions to protect itI
They defeat us everywhereG
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The Bells Laudo Deum verumK
Plebem vocoL
Congrego clerumK
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Lucifer Lower lowerM
Hover downwardN
Seize the loud vociferous bells andO
Clashing clanging to the pavementP
Hurl them from their windy towerM
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Voices All thy thundersQ
Here are harmlessF
For these bells have been anointedR
And baptized with holy waterM
They defy our utmost powerM
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The Bells Defunctos ploroM
Pestem fugoL
Festa decoroM
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Lucifer Shake the casementsF
Break the paintedR
Panes that flame with gold and crimsonD
Scatter them like leaves of AutumnS
Swept away before the blastT
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Voices O we cannotH
The ArchangelA
Michael flames from every windowU
With the sword of fire that drove usF
Headlong out of heaven aghastT
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The Bells Funera plangoL
Fulgora frangoL
Sabbata pangoL
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Lucifer Aim your lightningsF
At the oakenS
Massive iron studded portalsF
Sack the house of God and scatterM
Wide the ashes of the deadV
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Voices O we cannotH
The ApostlesF
And the Martyrs wrapped in mantlesF
Stand as wardens at the entranceF
Stand as sentinels o'erheadH
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The Bells Excito lentosF
Dissipo ventosF
Paco cruentosF
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Lucifer Baffled baffledH
InefficientH
Craven spirits leave this laborM
Unto Time the great DestroyerM
Come away ere night is goneS
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Voices Onward onwardH
With the night windH
Over field and farm and forestH
Lonely homestead darksome hamletH
Blighting all we breathe uponS
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They sweep away Organ and Gregorian ChantH
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Choir Nocte surgentesF
Vig lemus omnesF
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I THE CASTLE OF VAUTSBERG ON THE RHINES
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A chamber in a tower PRINCE HENRY sitting aloneS
ill and restlessF
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Prince Henry I cannot sleep my fervid brainS
Calls up the vanished Past againS
And throws its misty splendors deepW
Into the pallid realms of sleepW
A breath from that far distant shoreM
Comes freshening ever more and moreM
And wafts o'er intervening seasF
Sweet odors from the HesperidesF
A wind that through the corridorM
Just stirs the curtain and no moreM
And touching the aeolian stringsF
Faints with the burden that it bringsF
Come back ye friendships long departedH
That like o'erflowing streamlets startedH
And now are dwindled one by oneS
To stony channels in the sunS
Come back ye friends whose lives are endedH
Come back with all that light attendedH
Which seemed to darken and decayL
When ye arose and went awayL
They come the shapes of joy and woeU
The airy crowds of long agoU
The dreams and fancies known of yoreM
That have been and shall be no moreM
They change the cloisters of the nightH
Into a garden of delightH
They make the dark and dreary hoursF
Open and blossom into flowersF
I would not sleep I love to beX
Again in their fair companyX
But ere my lips can bid them stayL
They pass and vanish quite awayL
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Alas our memories may retraceF
Each circumstance of time and placeF
Season and scene come back againS
And outward things unchanged remainS
The rest we cannot reinstateH
Ourselves we cannot re createH
Nor set our souls to the same keyX
Of the remembered harmonyX
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Rest rest O give me rest and peaceF
The thought of life that ne'er shall ceaseF
Has something in it like despairM
A weight I am too weak to bearM
Sweeter to this afflicted breastH
The thought of never ending restH
Sweeter the undisturbed and deepW
Tranquillity of endless sleepW
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A flash of lightning out of which LUCIFER appearsF
in the garb of a travelling PhysicianS
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Lucifer All hail Prince HenryX
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Prince Henry starting Who is it speaksF
Who and what are youY
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Lucifer One who seeksF
A moment's audience with the PrinceF
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Prince Henry When came you inS
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Lucifer A moment sinceF
I found your study door unlockedH
And thought you answered when I knockedH
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Prince Henry I did not hear youY
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Lucifer You heard the thunderM
It was loud enough to waken the deadH
And it is not a matter of special wonderM
That when God is walking overheadH
You should not have heard my feeble treadH
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Prince Henry What may your wish or purpose beX
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Lucifer Nothing or everything as it pleasesF
Your Highness You behold in meX
Only a traveling PhysicianS
One of the few who have a missionS
To cure incurable diseasesF
Or those that are called soU
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Prince Henry Can you bringL
The dead to lifeZ
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Lucifer Yes very nearlyX
And what is a wiser and better thingL
Can keep the living from ever needingL
Such an unnatural strange proceedingL
By showing conclusively and clearlyX
That death is a stupid blunder merelyX
And not a necessity of our livesF
My being here is accidentalA
The storm that against your casement drivesF
In the little village below waylaid meX
And there I heard with a secret delightH
Of your maladies physical and mentalA
Which neither astonished nor dismayed meX
And I hastened hither though late in the nightH
To proffer my aidH
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Prince Henry ironically For this you cameK
Ah how can I ever hope to requiteH
This honor from one so eruditeH
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Lucifer The honor is mine or will be whenS
I have cured your diseaseF
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Prince Henry But not till thenS
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Lucifer What is your illnessF
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Prince Henry It has no nameK
A smouldering dull perpetual flameK
As in a kiln burns in my veinsF
Sending up vapors to the headH
My heart has become a dull lagoonS
Which a kind of leprosy drinks and drainsF
I am accounted as one who is deadH
And indeed I think that I shall be soonS
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Lucifer And has Gordonius the DivineS
In his famous Lily of MedicineS
I see the book lies open before youY
No remedy potent enough to restore youY
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Prince Henry None whateverM
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Lucifer The dead are deadH
And their oracles dumb when questionedH
Of the new diseases that human lifeZ
Evolves in its progress rank and rifeZ
Consult the dead upon things that wereM
But the living only on things that areM
Have you done this by the applianceF
And aid of doctorsF
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Prince Henry Ay whole schoolsF
Of doctors with their learned rulesF
But the case is quite beyond their scienceF
Even the doctors of SalernS
Send me back word they can discernS
No cure for a malady like thisF
Save one which in its nature isF
Impossible and cannot beX
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Lucifer That sounds oracularM
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Prince Henry UnendurableA
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Lucifer What is their remedyX
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Prince Henry You shall seeX
Writ in this scroll is the mysteryX
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Lucifer reading 'Not to be cured yet not incurableA
The only remedy that remainsF
Is the blood that flows from a maiden's veinsF
Who of her own free will shall dieH
And give her life as the price of yours '-
That is the strangest of all curesF
And one I think you will never tryH
The prescription you may well put byH
As something impossible to findH
Before the world itself shall endH
And yet who knows One cannot sayL
That into some maiden's brain that kindH
Of madness will not find its wayL
Meanwhile permit me to recommendH
As the matter admits of no delayL
My wonderful CatholiconS
Of very subtile and magical powersF
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Prince Henry Purge with your nostrums and drugs infernalA
The spouts and gargoyles of these towersF
Not me My faith is utterly goneS
In every power but the Power SupernalA
Pray tell me of what school are youY
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Lucifer Both of the Old and of the NewY
The school of Hermes TrismegistusF
Who uttered his oracles sublimeK
Before the Olympiads in the dewY
Of the early dawn and dusk of TimeK
The reign of dateless old HephaestusF
As northward from its Nubian springsF
The NiS

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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