Honors. - Part I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A Scholar is musing on his want of successA
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To strive and fail Yes I did strive and failB
I set mine eyes upon a certain nightC
To find a certain star and could not hailB
With them its deep set lightC
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Fool that I was I will rehearse my faultD
I wingless thought myself on high to liftE
Among the winged I set these feet that haltD
To run against the swiftE
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And yet this man that loved me so can writeC
That loves me I would say can let me seeF
Or fain would have me think he counts but lightC
These Honors lost to meF
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The letter of his friendG
What are they that old house of yours which gaveH
Such welcome oft to me the sunbeams fallI
Yet down the squares of blue and white which paveH
Its hospitable hallI
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A brave old house a garden full of beesJ
Large dropping poppies and Queen hollyhocksK
With butterflies for crowns tree peoniesJ
And pinks and goldilocksL
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Go when the shadow of your house is longM
Upon the garden when some new waked birdN
Pecking and fluttering chirps a sudden songM
And not a leaf is stirredN
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But every one drops dew from either edgeO
Upon its fellow while an amber rayP
Slants up among the tree tops like a wedgeO
Of liquid gold to playP
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Over and under them and so to fallI
Upon that lane of water lying belowQ
That piece of sky let in that you do callI
A pond but which I knowQ
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To be a deep and wondrous world for IR
Have seen the trees within it marvellous thingsS
So thick no bird betwixt their leaves could flyR
But she would smite her wingsS
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Go there I say stand at the water's brinkT
And shoals of spotted barbel you shall seeF
Basking between the shadows look and thinkT
'This beauty is for meF
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'For me this freshness in the morning hoursU
For me the water's clear tranquillityN
For me the soft descent of chestnut flowersU
The cushat's cry for meF
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'The lovely laughter of the wind swayed wheatN
The easy slope of yonder pastoral hillV
The sedgy brook whereby the red kine meetN
And wade and drink their fill '-
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Then saunter down that terrace whence the seaF
All fair with wing like sails you may discernW
Be glad and say 'This beauty is for meF
A thing to love and learnW
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'For me the bounding in of tides for meF
The laying bare of sands when they retreatN
The purple flush of calms the sparkling gleeF
When waves and sunshine meet '-
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So after gazing homeward turn and mountN
To that long chamber in the roof there tellX
Your heart the laid up lore it holds to countN
And prize and ponder wellX
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The lookings onward of the race beforeY
It had a past to make it look behindN
Its reverent wonder and its doubting soreY
Its adoration blindN
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The thunder of its war songs and the glowQ
Of chants to freedom by the old world sungZ
The sweet love cadences that long agoQ
Dropped from the old world tongueZ
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And then this new world lore that takes accountN
Of tangled star dust maps the triple whirlA2
Of blue and red and argent worlds that mountN
And greet the IRISH EARLA2
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Or float across the tube that HERSCHEL swaysB2
Like pale rose chaplets or like sapphire mistN
Or hang or droop along the heavenly waysB2
Like scarves of amethystN
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O strange it is and wide the new world loreY
For next it treateth of our native dustN
Must dig out buried monsters and exploreY
The green earth's fruitful crustN
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Must write the story of her seething youthC2
How lizards paddled in her lukewarm seasJ
Must show the cones she ripened and forsoothC2
Count seasons on her treesJ
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Must know her weight and pry into her ageD2
Count her old beach lines by their tidal swellX
Her sunken mountains name her craters gaugeD2
Her cold volcanoes tellX
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And treat her as a ball that one might passE2
From this hand to the other such a ballI
As he could measure with a blade of grassE2
And say it was but smallI
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Honors O friend I pray you bear with meF
The grass hath time to grow in meadow landsF2
And leisurely the opal murmuring seaF
Breaks on her yellow sandsF2
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And leisurely the ring dove on her nestN
Broods till her tender chick will peck the shellX
And leisurely down fall from ferny crestN
The dew drops on the wellX
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And leisurely your life and spirit grewG2
With yet the time to grow and ripen freeF
No judgment past withdraws that boon from youG2
Nor granteth it to meF
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Still must I plod and still in cities moilX
From precious leisure learned leisure farH2
Dull my best self with handling common soilX
Yet mine those honors areH2
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Mine they are called they are a name which meansI2
'This man had steady pulses tranquil nervesJ2
Here as in other fields the most he gleansJ2
Who works and never swervesJ2
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We measure not his mind we cannot tellX
What lieth under over or besideN
The test we put him to he doth excelX
We know where he is triedN
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But if he boast some farther excellenceJ2
Mind to create as well as to attainK2
To sway his peers by golden eloquenceJ2
As wind doth shift a faneK2
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'To sing among the poets we are noughtN
We cannot drop a line into that seaJ2
And read its fathoms off nor gauge a thoughtN
Nor map a simileX
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'It may be of all voices sublunarH2
The only one he echoes we did tryH2
We may have come upon the only starH2
That twinkles in his sky '-
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And so it was with meJ2
O false my friendN
False false a random charge a blame undueN
Wrest not fair reasoning to a crooked endN
False false as you are trueN
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But I read on And so it was with meJ2
Your golden constellations lying apartN
They neither hailed nor greeted heartilyJ2
Nor noted on their chartN
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And yet to you and not to me belongM
Those finer instincts that like second sightN
And hearing catch creation's undersongM
And see by inner lightN
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You are a well whereon I gazing seeJ2
Reflections of the upper heavens a wellX
From whence come deep deep echoes up to meJ2
Some underwave's low swellX
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I cannot soar into the heights you showQ
Nor dive among the deeps that you revealX
But it is much that high things ARE to knowQ
That deep things ARE to feelX
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'Tis yours not mine to pluck out of your breastN
Some human truth whose workings reconditeN
Were unattired in words and manifestN
And hold it forth to lightN
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And cry 'Behold this thing that I have found '-
And though they knew not of it till that dayN
Nor should have done with no man to expoundN
Its meaning yet they sayN
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'We do accept it lower than the shoalsJ2
We skim this diver went nor did createN
But find it for us deeper in our soulsJ2
Than we can penetrate '-
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You were to me the world's interpreterH2
The man that taught me Nature's unknown tongueM
And to the notes of her wild dulcimerH2
First set sweet words and sungM
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And what am I to you A steady handN
To hold a steadfast heart to trust withalX
Merely a man that loves you and will standN
By you whatever befallX
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But need we praise his tendance tutelarH2
Who feeds a flame that warms him Yet 'tis trueH2
I love you for the sake of what you areH2
And not of what you doH2
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As heaven's high twins whereof in Tyrian blueH2
The one revolveth through his course immenseJ2
Might love his fellow of the damask hueH2
For like and differenceJ2
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For different pathways evermore decreedN
To intersect but not to interfereH2
For common goal two aspects and one speedN
One centre and one yearH2
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For deep affinities for drawings strongM
That by their nature each must needs exertN
For loved alliance and for union longM
That stands before desertN
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And yet desert makes brighter not the lessJ2
For nearest his own star he shall not failX
To think those rays unmatched for noblenessJ2
That distance counts but paleX
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Be pale afar since still to me you shineL2
And must while Nature's eldest law shall holdN
Ah there's the thought which makes his random lineL2
Dear as refin d goldN
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Then shall I drink this draft of oxymelX
Part sweet part sharp Myself o'erprized to knowQ
Is sharp the cause is sweet and truth to tellX
Few would that cause foregoQ
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Which is that this of all the men on earthC2
Doth love me well enough to count me greatN
To think my soul and his of equal girthC2
O liberal estimateN
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And yet it is so he is bound to meJ2
For human love makes aliens near of kinM2
By it I rise there is equalityJ2
I rise to thee my twinM2
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Take courage courage ay my purple peerH2
I will take courage for thy Tyrian raysJ2
Refresh me to the heart and strangely dearH2
And healing is thy praiseJ2
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Take courage quoth he and respect the mindN
Your Maker gave for good your fate fulfilX
The fate round many hearts your own to windN
Twin soul I will I willX

Jean Ingelow



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