Ultima Thule: The Iron Pen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABA CCDC DDED FFGF HHIJ KKCK LLML NNO DPQD RRSR

I thought this Pen would ariseA
From the casket where it liesA
Of itself would arise and writeB
My thanks and my surpriseA
-
When you gave it me under the pinesC
I dreamed these gems from the minesC
Of Siberia Ceylon and MaineD
Would glimmer as thoughts in the linesC
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That this iron link from the chainD
Of Bonnivard might retainD
Some verse of the Poet who sangE
Of the prisoner and his painD
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That this wood from the frigate's mastF
Might write me a rhyme at lastF
As it used to write on the skyG
The song of the sea and the blastF
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But motionless as I waitH
Like a Bishop lying in stateH
Lies the Pen with its mitre of goldI
And its jewels inviolateJ
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Then must I speak and sayK
That the light of that summer dayK
In the garden under the pinesC
Shall not fade and pass awayK
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I shall see you standing thereL
Caressed by the fragrant airL
With the shadow on your faceM
And the sunshine on your hairL
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I shall hear the sweet low toneN
Of a voice before unknownN
Saying 'This is from me to youO
From me and to you alone '-
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And in words not idle and vainD
I shall answer and thank you againP
For the gift and the grace of the giftQ
O beautiful Helen of MaineD
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And forever this gift will beR
As a blessing from you to meR
As a drop of the dew of your youthS
On the leaves of an aged treeR

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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