The Hanging Of The Crane Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The lights are out and gone are all the guestsA
That thronging came with merriment and jestsA
To celebrate the Hanging of the CraneB
In the new house into the night are goneC
But still the fire upon the hearth burns onD
And I alone remainB
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O fortunate O happy dayE
When a new household finds its placeF
Among the myriad homes of earthG
Like a new star just sprung to birthG
And rolled on its harmonious wayE
Into the boundless realms of spaceF
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So said the guests in speech and songH
As in the chimney burning brightI
We hung the iron crane to nightI
And merry was the feast and longH
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IIJ
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And now I sit and muse on what may beK
And in my vision see or seem to seeK
Through floating vapors interfused with lightI
Shapes indeterminate that gleam and fadeL
As shadows passing into deeper shadeL
Sink and elude the sightI
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For two alone there in the hallM
As spread the table round and smallM
Upon the polished silver shineN
The evening lamps but more divineN
The light of love shines over allM
Of love that says not mine and thineN
But ours for ours is thine and mineN
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They want no guests to come betweenO
Their tender glances like a screenO
And tell them tales of land and seaK
And whatsoever may betideP
The great forgotten world outsideP
They want no guests they needs must beK
Each other's own best companyK
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IIIJ
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The picture fades as at a village fairQ
A showman's views dissolving into airQ
Again appear transfigured on the screenO
So in my fancy this and now once moreR
In part transfigured through the open doorR
Appears the selfsame sceneO
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Seated I see the two againS
But not alone they entertainB
A little angel unawareQ
With face as round as is the moonT
A royal guest with flaxen hairQ
Who throned upon his lofty chairQ
Drums on the table with his spoonT
Then drops it careless on the floorR
To grasp at things unseen beforeR
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Are these celestial manners theseU
The ways that win the arts that pleaseU
Ah yes consider well the guestV
And whatsoe'er he does seems bestV
He ruleth by the right divineN
Of helplessness so lately bornW
In purple chambers of the mornW
As sovereign over thee and thineN
He speaketh not and yet there liesX
A conversation in his eyesX
The golden silence of the GreekY
The gravest wisdom of the wiseX
Not spoken in language but in looksZ
More legible than printed booksZ
As if he could but would not speakY
And now O monarch absoluteA2
Thy power is put to proof for loB2
Resistless fathomless and slowB2
The nurse comes rustling like the seaK
And pushes back thy chair and theeK
And so good night to King CanuteA2
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IVC2
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As one who walking in a forest seesU
A lovely landscape through the parted freesU
Then sees it not for boughs that interveneO
Or as we see the moon sometimes revealedA2
Through drifting clouds and then again concealedA2
So I behold the sceneO
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There are two guests at table nowD2
The king deposed and older grownE2
No longer occupies the throneE2
The crown is on his sister's browD2
A Princess from the Fairy IslesF2
The very pattern girl of girlsG2
All covered and embowered in curlsG2
Rose tinted from the Isle of FlowersH2
And sailing with soft silken sailsI2
From far off Dreamland into oursH2
Above their bowls with rims of blueJ2
Four azure eyes of deeper hueJ2
Are looking dreamy with delightA2
Limpid as planets that emergeK2
Above the ocean's rounded vergeK2
Soft shining through the summer nightA2
Steadfast they gaze yet nothing seeK
Beyond the horizon of their bowlsL2
Nor care they for the world that rollsL2
With all its freight of troubled soulsL2
Into the days that are to beK
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VK
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Again the tossing boughs shut out the sceneO
Again the drifting vapors interveneO
And the moon's pallid disk is hidden quiteA2
And now I see the table wider grownE2
As round a pebble into water thrownE2
Dilates a ring of lightA2
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I see the table wider grownE2
I see it garlanded with guestsA
As if fair Ariadne's CrownM2
Out of the sky had fallen downM2
Maidens within whose tender breastsA
A thousand restless hopes and fearsN2
Forth reaching to the coming yearsN2
Flutter awhile then quiet lieO2
Like timid birds that fain would flyO2
But do not dare to leave their nestsA
And youths who in their strength elateA2
Challenge the van and front of fateA2
Eager as champions to beK
In the divine knight errantryD2
Of youth that travels sea and landA2
Seeking adventures or pursuesP2
Through cities and through solitudesP2
Frequented by the lyric MuseP2
The phantom with the beckoning handA2
That still allures and still eludesP2
O sweet illusions of the brainB
O sudden thrills of fire and frostA2
The world is bright while ye remainB
And dark and dead when ye are lostA2
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VIO2
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The meadow brook that seemeth to stand stillQ2
Quickens its current as it nears the millQ2
And so the stream of Time that lingerethK
In level places and so dull appearsP2
Runs with a swifter current as it nearsP2
The gloomy mills of DeathK
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And now like the magician's scrollR2
That in the owner's keeping shrinksP2
With every wish he speaks or thinksP2
Till the last wish consumes the wholeR2
The table dwindles and againS
I see the two alone remainB
The crown of stars is broken in partsP2
Its jewels brighter than the dayA2
Have one by one been stolen awayA2
To shine in other homes and heartsP2
One is a wanderer now afarD2
In Ceylon or in ZanzibarD2
Or sunny regions of CathayA2
And one is in the boisterous campS2
Mid clink of arms and horses' trampS2
And battle's terrible arrayA2
I see the patient mother readA2
With aching heart of wrecks that floatA2
Disabled on those seas remoteA2
Or of some great heroic deedA2
On battle fie ds where thousands bleedA2
To lift one hero into fameT2
Anxious she bends her graceful headA2
Above these chronicles of painB
And trembles with a secret dreadA2
Lest there among the drowned or slainB
She find the one beloved nameT2
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VIIO2
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After a day of cloud and wind and rainB
Sometimes the setting sun breaks out againS
And touching all the darksome woods with lightA2
Smiles on the fields until they laugh and singU2
Then like a ruby from the horizon's ringU2
Drops down into the nightA2
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What see I now The night is fairD2
The storm of grief the clouds of careD2
The wind the rain have passed awayA2
The lamps are lit the fires burn brightA2
The house is full of life and lightA2
It is the Golden Wedding dayA2
The guests come thronging in once moreD2
Quick footsteps sound along the floorD2
The trooping children crowd the stairD2
And in and out and everywhereD2
Flashes along the corridorD2
The sunshine of their golden hairD2
On the round table in the hallM
Another Ariadne's CrownM2
Out of the sky hath fallen downM2
More than one Monarch of the MoonT
Is drumming with his silver spoonT
The light of love shines over allM
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O fortunate O happy dayA2
The people sing the people sayA2
The ancient bridegroom and the brideA2
Smiling contented and sereneO
Upon the blithe bewildering sceneO
Behold well pleased on every sideA2
Their forms and features multipliedA2
As the reflection of a lightA2
Between two burnished mirrors gleamsP2
Or lamps upon a bridge at nightA2
Stretch on and on before the sightA2
Till the long vista endless seemsP2

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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