Philosophy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBB CCC DDD EEE A FFF GGG HHH III A BBB JJJ KKK LLL MMM NNN OOO PPP QAQQ

IA
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His eyes found nothing beautiful and brightB
Nor wealth nor honour glory nor delightB
Which he could grasp and keep with might and rightB
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Flowers bloomed for maidens swords outflashed for boysC
The world's big children had their various toysC
He could not feel their sorrows and their joysC
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Hills held a secret they would not unfoldD
In careless scorn of him the ocean rolledD
The stars were alien splendours high and coldD
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He felt himself a king bereft of crownE
Defrauded from his birthright of renownE
Bred up in littleness with churl and clownE
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IIA
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How could he vindicate himself His eyesF
That found not anywhere their proper prizeF
Looked through and through the specious earth and skiesF
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They probed and all things yielded to their probeG
They saw the void around the massy globeG
The raging fire within its flowery robeG
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They pierced through beauty saw the bones the meshH
Of nerves and veins the hideous raw red fleshH
Beneath the skin most delicate and freshH
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Saw Space a mist unfurled around the steepI
Where plunge Time's waters to the blackest deepI
Saw Life a dream in Death's eternal sleepI
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IIIA
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A certain fair form came before his sightB
Responding to him as the day to nightB
To yearning love to cold and gloom warm lightB
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A hope sprang from his breast and fluttered farJ
On rainbow wings beyond the cloudy barJ
Though very much beneath the nearest starJ
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His eyes drew back their beams to kindle fireK
In his own heart whose masterful desireK
Scorned all beyond its aim lower or higherK
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This fire flung lustre upon grace and bloomL
Gave warmth and brightness to a little roomL
Burned Thought to ashes in its fight with gloomL
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IV-
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He said Those eyes alone see well that view-
Life's lovely surfaces of form and hue-
And not Death's entrails looking through and through-
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Bones nerves and veins and flesh are covered inM
By this opaque transparency of skinM
Precisely that we should not see withinM
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The corpse is hid that Death may work its vileN
Corruption in black secrecy the whileN
Our saddest graves with grass and fair flowers smileN
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If you will analyse the bread you eatO
The water and the wine most pure and sweetO
Your stomach soon must loathe all drink and meatO
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Life liveth but in Life and doth not roamP
To other realms if all be well at homeP
'Solid as ocean foam ' quoth ocean foamP
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If Midge will pine and curse its hours awayQ
Because Midge is not Everything For ayeA
Poor Midge thus loses its one summer dayQ
Loses its all and winneth what I prayQ

James Thomson



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