Honors. - Part Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK LMLM NONO PQPQ RSRS DTDT UVVV VVVV VWVW EVEV VRVR SVSV XYXY ZTZT VSVS VA2VA2 B2VB2V C2D2E2D2 F2VF2V YVYV VVVV G2VG2V SVSV H2VH2V VI2VI2 E2VE2V VD2VD2 G2VG2V J2XJ2K2 TL2TL2 VM2VM2 K2N2IN2 O2P2O2P2 Q2D2Q2D2 R2VR2V TVTV S2VS2V T2VT2V VVVV VU2VU2 VVVV SVSV YVYV VV2VV2 VVVY VYVY I2YW2Y VVVV U2SXS G2VG2V YVYV VVVV YVYV VYVY VYVY X2Y2X2Y2 YG2YG2 YYYY YVYV YWYW YYYY XVXV Z2VZ2V VVVV RYRY VYVY YYYY YYYY A3G2A3G2 Z2I2Z2I2 B3YB3Y VM2VM2 VVVV YVYV VVVV YVYV C3VC3V VD3VD3 YB2YB2

The Answer	A
	-
	-
As one who journeying checks the rein in haste	B
Because a chasm doth yawn across his way	C
Too wide for leaping and too steeply faced	B
For climber to essay	C
	-
As such an one being brought to sudden stand	D
Doubts all his foregone path if 'twere the true	E
And turns to this and then to the other hand	D
As knowing not what to do	E
	-
So I being checked am with my path at strife	F
Which led to such a chasm and there doth end	G
False path it cost me priceless years of life	F
My well beloved friend	G
	-
There fell a flute when Ganymede went up	H
The flute that he was wont to play upon	I
It dropped beside the jonquil's milk white cup	H
And freckled cowslips wan	I
	-
Dropped from his heedless hand when dazed and mute	J
He sailed upon the eagle's quivering wing	K
Aspiring panting aye it dropped the flute	J
Erewhile a cherished thing	K
	-
Among the delicate grasses and the bells	L
Of crocuses that spotted a rill side	M
I picked up such a flute and its clear swells	L
To my young lips replied	M
	-
I played thereon and its response was sweet	N
But lo they took from me that solacing reed	O
O shame they said such music is not meet	N
Go up like Ganymede	O
	-
Go up despise these humble grassy things	P
Sit on the golden edge of yonder cloud	Q
Alas though ne'er for me those eagle wings	P
Stooped from their eyry proud	Q
	-
My flute and flung away its echoes sleep	R
But as for me my life pulse beateth low	S
And like a last year's leaf enshrouded deep	R
Under the drifting snow	S
	-
Or like some vessel wrecked upon the sand	D
Of torrid swamps with all her merchandise	T
And left to rot betwixt the sea and land	D
My helpless spirit lies	T
	-
Rueing I think for what then was I made	U
What end appointed for what use designed	V
Now let me right this heart that was bewrayed	V
Unveil these eyes gone blind	V
	-
My well beloved friend at noon to day	V
Over our cliffs a white mist lay unfurled	V
So thick one standing on their brink might say	V
Lo here doth end the world	V
	-
A white abyss beneath and nought beside	V
Yet hark a cropping sound not ten feet down	W
Soon I could trace some browsing lambs that hied	V
Through rock paths cleft and brown	W
	-
And here and there green tufts of grass peered through	E
Salt lavender and sea thrift then behold	V
The mist subsiding ever bared to view	E
A beast of giant mould	V
	-
She seemed a great sea monster lying content	V
With all her cubs about her but deep deep	R
The subtle mist went floating its descent	V
Showed the world's end was steep	R
	-
It shook it melted shaking more till lo	S
The sprawling monster was a rock her brood	V
Were boulders whereon sea mews white as snow	S
Sat watching for their food	V
	-
Then once again it sank its day was done	X
Part rolled away part vanished utterly	Y
And glimmering softly under the white sun	X
Behold a great white sea	Y
	-
O that the mist which veileth my To come	Z
Would so dissolve and yield unto mine eyes	T
A worthy path I'd count not wearisome	Z
Long toil nor enterprise	T
	-
But strain to reach it ay with wrestlings stout	V
And hopes that even in the dark will grow	S
Like plants in dungeons reaching feelers out	V
And ploddings wary and slow	S
	-
Is there such path already made to fit	V
The measure of my foot It shall atone	A2
For much if I at length may light on it	V
And know it for mine own	A2
	-
But is there none why then 'tis more than well	B2
And glad at heart myself will hew one out	V
Let me he only sure for sooth to tell	B2
The sorest dole is doubt	V
	-
Doubt a blank twilight of the heart which mars	C2
All sweetest colors in its dimness same	D2
A soul mist through whose rifts familiar stare	E2
Beholding we misname	D2
	-
A ripple on the inner sea which shakes	F2
Those images that on its breast reposed	V
A fold upon a wind swayed flag that breaks	F2
The motto it disclosed	V
	-
O doubt O doubt I know my destiny	Y
I feel thee fluttering bird like in my breast	V
I cannot loose but I will sing to thee	Y
And flatter thee to rest	V
	-
There is no certainty my bosom's guest	V
No proving for the things whereof ye wot	V
For like the dead to sight unmanifest	V
They are and they are not	V
	-
But surely as they are for God is truth	G2
And as they are not for we saw them die	V
So surely from the heaven drops light for youth	G2
If youth will walk thereby	V
	-
And can I see this light It may be so	S
But see it thus and thus my fathers said	V
The living do not rule this world ah no	S
It is the dead the dead	V
	-
Shall I be slave to every noble soul	H2
Study the dead and to their spirits bend	V
Or learn to read my own heart's folded scroll	H2
And make self rule my end	V
	-
Thought from without O shall I take on trust	V
And life from others modelled steal or win	I2
Or shall I heave to light and clear of rust	V
My true life from within	I2
	-
O let me be myself But where O where	E2
Under this heap of precedent this mound	V
Of customs modes and maxims cumbrance rare	E2
Shall the Myself be found	V
	-
O thou Myself thy fathers thee debarred	V
None of their wisdom but their folly came	D2
Therewith they smoothed thy path but made it hard	V
For thee to quit the same	D2
	-
With glosses they obscured God's natural truth	G2
And with tradition tarnished His revealed	V
With vain protections they endangered youth	G2
With layings bare they sealed	V
	-
What aileth thee myself Alas thy hands	J2
Are tied with old opinions heir and son	X
Thou hast inherited thy father's lands	J2
And all his debts thereon	K2
	-
O that some power would give me Adam's eyes	T
O for the straight simplicity of Eve	L2
For I see nought or grow poor fool too wise	T
With seeing to believe	L2
	-
Exemplars may be heaped until they hide	V
The rules that they were made to render plain	M2
Love may be watched her nature to decide	V
Until love's self doth wane	M2
	-
Ah me and when forgotten and foregone	K2
We leave the learning of departed days	N2
And cease the generations past to con	I
Their wisdom and their ways	N2
	-
When fain to learn we lean into the dark	O2
And grope to feel the floor of the abyss	P2
Or find the secret boundary lines which mark	O2
Where soul and matter kiss	P2
	-
Fair world these puzzled souls of ours grow weak	Q2
With beating their bruised wings against the rim	D2
That bounds their utmost flying when they seek	Q2
The distant and the dim	D2
	-
We pant we strain like birds against their wires	R2
Are sick to reach the vast and the beyond	V
And what avails if still to our desires	R2
Those far off gulfs respond	V
	-
Contentment comes not therefore still there lies	T
An outer distance when the first is hailed	V
And still forever yawns before our eyes	T
An UTMOST that is veiled	V
	-
Searching those edges of the universe	S2
We leave the central fields a fallow part	V
To feed the eye more precious things amerce	S2
And starve the darkened heart	V
	-
Then all goes wrong the old foundations rock	T2
One scorns at him of old who gazed unshod	V
One striking with a pickaxe thinks the shock	T2
Shall move the seat of God	V
	-
A little way a very little way	V
Life is so short they dig into the rind	V
And they are very sorry so they say	V
Sorry for what they find	V
	-
But truth is sacred ay and must be told	V
There is a story long beloved of man	U2
We must forego it for it will not hold	V
Nature had no such plan	U2
	-
And then if God hath said it some should cry	V
We have the story from the fountain head	V
Why then what better than the old reply	V
The first Yea HATH God said	V
	-
The garden O the garden must it go	S
Source of our hope and our most dear regret	V
The ancient story must it no more show	S
How man may win it yet	V
	-
And all upon the Titan child's decree	Y
The baby science born but yesterday	V
That in its rash unlearned infancy	Y
With shells and stones at play	V
	-
And delving in the outworks of this world	V
And little crevices that it could reach	V2
Discovered certain bones laid up and furled	V
Under an ancient beach	V2
	-
And other waifs that lay to its young mind	V
Some fathoms lower than they ought to lie	V
By gain whereof it could not fail to find	V
Much proof of ancientry	Y
	-
Hints at a Pedigree withdrawn and vast	V
Terrible deeps and old obscurities	Y
Or soulless origin and twilight passed	V
In the primeval seas	Y
	-
Whereof it tells as thinking it hath been	I2
Of truth not meant for man inheritor	Y
As if this knowledge Heaven had ne'er foreseen	W2
And not provided for	Y
	-
Knowledge ordained to live although the fate	V
Of much that went before it was to die	V
And be called ignorance by such as wait	V
Till the next drift comes by	V
	-
O marvellous credulity of man	U2
If God indeed kept secret couldst thou know	S
Or follow up the mighty Artisan	X
Unless He willed it so	S
	-
And canst thou of the Maker think in sooth	G2
That of the Made He shall be found at fault	V
And dream of wresting from Him hidden truth	G2
By force or by assault	V
	-
But if He keeps not secret if thine eyes	Y
He openeth to His wondrous work of late	V
Think how in soberness thy wisdom lies	Y
And have the grace to wait	V
	-
Wait nor against the half learned lesson fret	V
Nor chide at old belief as if it erred	V
Because thou canst not reconcile as yet	V
The Worker and the word	V
	-
Either the Worker did in ancient days	Y
Give us the word His tale of love and might	V
And if in truth He gave it us who says	Y
He did not give it right	V
	-
Or else He gave it not and then indeed	V
We know not if HE is by whom our years	Y
Are portioned who the orphan moons doth lead	V
And the unfathered spheres	Y
	-
We sit unowned upon our burial sod	V
And know not whence we come or whose we be	Y
Comfortless mourners for the mount of God	V
The rocks of Calvary	Y
	-
Bereft of heaven and of the long loved page	X2
Wrought us by some who thought with death to cope	Y2
Despairing comforters from age to age	X2
Sowing the seeds of hope	Y2
	-
Gracious deceivers who have lifted us	Y
Out of the slough where passed our unknown youth	G2
Beneficent liars who have gifted us	Y
With sacred love of truth	G2
	-
Farewell to them yet pause ere thou unmoor	Y
And set thine ark adrift on unknown seas	Y
How wert thou bettered so or more secure	Y
Thou and thy destinies	Y
	-
And if thou searchest and art made to fear	Y
Facing of unread riddles dark and hard	V
And mastering not their majesty austere	Y
Their meaning locked and barred	V
	-
How would it make the weight and wonder less	Y
If lifted from immortal shoulders down	W
The worlds were cast on seas of emptiness	Y
In realms without a crown	W
	-
And if there were no God were left to rue	Y
Dominion of the air and of the fire	Y
Then if there be a God Let God be true	Y
And every man a liar	Y
	-
But as for me I do not speak as one	X
That is exempt I am with life at feud	V
My heart reproacheth me as there were none	X
Of so small gratitude	V
	-
Wherewith shall I console thee heart o' mine	Z2
And still thy yearning and resolve thy doubt	V
That which I know and that which I divine	Z2
Alas have left thee out	V
	-
I have aspired to know the might of God	V
As if the story of His love was furled	V
Nor sacred foot the grasses e'er had trod	V
Of this redeem d world	V
	-
Have sunk my thoughts as lead into the deep	R
To grope for that abyss whence evil grew	Y
And spirits of ill with eyes that cannot weep	R
Hungry and desolate flew	Y
	-
As if their legions did not one day crowd	V
The death pangs of the Conquering Good to see	Y
As if a sacred head had never bowed	V
In death for man for me	Y
	-
Nor ransomed back the souls beloved the sons	Y
Of men from thraldom with the nether kings	Y
In that dark country where those evil ones	Y
Trail their unhallowed wings	Y
	-
And didst Thou love the race that loved not Thee	Y
And didst Thou take to heaven a human brow	Y
Dost plead with man's voice by the marvellous sea	Y
Art Thou his kinsman now	Y
	-
O God O kinsman loved but not enough	A3
O man with eyes majestic after death	G2
Whose feet have toiled along our pathways rough	A3
Whose lips drawn human breath	G2
	-
By that one likeness which is ours and Thine	Z2
By that one nature which doth hold us kin	I2
By that high heaven where sinless Thou dost shine	Z2
To draw us sinners in	I2
	-
By Thy last silence in the judgment hall	B3
By long foreknowledge of the deadly tree	Y
By darkness by the wormwood and the gall	B3
I pray Thee visit me	Y
	-
Come lest this heart should cold and cast away	V
Die ere the guest adored she entertain	M2
Lest eyes which never saw Thine earthly day	V
Should miss Thy heavenly reign	M2
	-
Come weary eyed from seeking in the night	V
Thy wanderers strayed upon the pathless wold	V
Who wounded dying cry to Thee for light	V
And cannot find their fold	V
	-
And deign O Watcher with the sleepless brow	Y
Pathetic in its yearning deign reply	V
Is there O is there aught that such as Thou	Y
Wouldst take from such as I	V
	-
Are there no briers across Thy pathway thrust	V
Are there no thorns that compass it about	V
Nor any stones that Thou wilt deign to trust	V
My hands to gather out	V
	-
O if Thou wilt and if such bliss might be	Y
It were a cure for doubt regret delay	V
Let my lost pathway go what aileth me	Y
There is a better way	V
	-
What though unmarked the happy workman toil	C3
And break unthanked of man the stubborn clod	V
It is enough for sacred is the soil	C3
Dear are the hills of God	V
	-
Far better in its place the lowliest bird	V
Should sing aright to Him the lowliest song	D3
Than that a seraph strayed should take the word	V
And sing His glory wrong	D3
	-
Friend it is time to work I say to thee	Y
Thou dost all earthly good by much excel	B2
Thou and God's blessing are enough for me	Y
My work my work farewell	B2

Jean Ingelow

Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation

<< Persephone Poem Songs Of Seven Poem>>

About Honors. - Part Ii

Honors. - Part Ii is a poem by Jean Ingelow. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.

Write your comment about Honors. - Part Ii poem by Jean Ingelow

Best Poems of Jean Ingelow

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 20 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

A Simple Gift Of Clarity
by Michael Mcguire
Ring Of Fire
by N. Khanyile
A Disturbing Dream
by Marlon Pitter
Crab Lice
by Marlon Pitter
Biography Of The Anonymous
by Gilbert Sordebabari
Lost In Search Of A Saved Child
by Michael Mcguire
Dark Lens
by Gilbert Sordebabari
The Ship
by Pieter Sanders
Rose Bush
by Aubrie J Chellman
Between Condemning Bad Acts And Doing Bad Things, Which One Is Worse?
by Marlon Pitter

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2415 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)