Recollections Of A Dreamland Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBBB CCBBBBBBDDEEFGBBHH IJKKGGJJLLBBCCMMNNOO CCPPBBQQ RRJI| Rouse ye torpid daylight dreamers cast your carking cares away | A |
| As calm air to troubled water so my night is to your day | A |
| All the dreary day you labour groping after common sense | B |
| And your eyes ye will not open on the night's magnificence | B |
| Ye would scow were I to tell you how a guiding radiance gleams | B |
| On the outer world of action from my inner world of dreams | B |
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| When with mind released from study late I lay note down to sleep | C |
| From the midst of facts and figures into boundless space I leap | C |
| For the inner world grows wider as the outer disappears | B |
| And the soul retiring inward finds itself beyond the spheres | B |
| Then to this unbroken sameness some fantastic dream succeeds | B |
| Vague emotions rise and ripen into thoughts and words and deeds | B |
| Old impressions long forgotten range themselves in Time and Space | B |
| Till I recollect the features of some once familiar place | B |
| Then from valley into valley in my dreaming course I roam | D |
| Till the wanderings of my fancy end where they began at home | D |
| Calm it lies in morning twilight while each streamlet far and wide | E |
| Still retains its hazy mantle borrowed from the mountain's side | E |
| Every knoll is now an island every wooded bank a shore | F |
| To the lake of quiet vapour that has spread the valley o er | G |
| Sheep are couched on every hillock waiting till the morning dawns | B |
| Hares are on their early rambles limping o er the dewy lawns | B |
| All within the house is silent darkened all the chambers seem | H |
| As with noiseless step I enter gliding onwards in my dream | H |
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| What has Time run out his cycle do the years return again | I |
| Are there treasure caves in Dreamland where departed days remain | J |
| I have leapt the bars of distance left the life that late I led | K |
| I remember years and labours as a tale that I have read | K |
| Yet my heart is hot within me for I feel the gentle power | G |
| Of the spirits that still love me waiting for this sacred hour | G |
| Yes I know the forms that meet me are but phantoms of the brain | J |
| For they walk in mortal bodies and they have not ceased from pain | J |
| Oh those signs of human weakness left behind for ever now | L |
| Dearer far to me than glories round a fancied seraph's brow | L |
| Oh the old familiar voices Oh the patient waiting eyes | B |
| Let me live with them in dreamland while the world in slumber lies | B |
| For by bonds of sacred honour will they guard my soul in sleep | C |
| From the spells of aimless fancies that around my senses creep | C |
| They will link the past and present into one continuous life | M |
| While I feel their hope their patience nerve me for the daily strife | M |
| For it is not all a fancy that our lives and theirs are one | N |
| And we know that all we see is but an endless work begun | N |
| Part is left in Nature's keeping part is entered into rest | O |
| Part remains to grow and ripen hidden in some living breast | O |
| What is ours we know not either when we wake or when we sleep | C |
| But we know that Love and Honour day and night are ours to keep | C |
| What though Dreams be wandering fancies by some lawless force entwined | P |
| Empty bubbles floating upwards through the current of the mind | P |
| There are powers and thoughts within us that we know not till they rise | B |
| Through the stream of conscious action from where Self in secret lies | B |
| But when Will and Sense are silent by the thoughts that come and go | Q |
| We may trace the rocks and eddies in the hidden depths below | Q |
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| Let me dream my dream till morning let my mind run slow and clear | R |
| Free from all the world's distraction feeling that the Dead are near | R |
| Let me wake and see my duty lie before me straight and plain | J |
| Let me rise refreshed and ready to begin my work again | I |
James Clerk Maxwell
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