Elegy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCDAB EFEEGHFE IJIJJKEIJ LMLMMNOLM PQPQDNRPQ SISIITUSI GVGV VWCGV BXBXXGGBX YZYZZQA2YZ B2C2B2D2C2B2B2B2C2 E2QE2QQGEE2Q F2B2F2B2B2GGF2B2 EG2EH2H2CA2E

I vaguely wondered what you were aboutA
But never wrote when you had gone awayB
Assumed you better quenched the uneasy doubtA
You might need faces or have things to sayB
Did I think of you last evening Dead you layB
O bitter words of conscienceC
I hold the simple messageD
And fierce with grief the awakened heart cries outA
'It shall not be to dayB
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It is still yesterday there is time yet '-
Sorrow would strive backward to wrench the sunE
But the sun moves Our onward course is setF
The wake streams out the engine pulses runE
Droning a lonelier voyage is begunE
It is all too late for turningG
You are past all mortal signalH
There will be time for nothing but regretF
And the memory of things doneE
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The quiet voice that always counselled bestI
The mind that so ironically playedJ
Yet for mere gentleness forebore the jestI
The proud and tender heart that sat in shadeJ
Nor once solicited another's aidJ
Yet was so grateful alwaysK
For trifles lightly givenE
The silences the melancholy guessedI
Sometimes when your eyes strayedJ
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But always when you turned you talked the moreL
Through all our literature your way you tookM
With modest ease yet would you soonest poreL
Smiling with most affection in your lookM
On the ripe ancient and the curious nookM
Sage travellers learn d printersN
Divines and buried poetsO
You knew them all but never half your loreL
Was drawn from any bookM
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Stories and jests from field and town and portP
And odd neglected scraps of historyQ
From everywhere for you were of the sortP
Cool and refined who like rough companyQ
Carter and barmaid hawker and bargeeD
Wise pensioners and boxersN
With whom you drank and listenedR
To legends of old revelry and sportP
And customs of the seaQ
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I hear you yet more clear than all one noteS
One sudden hail I still remember bestI
That came on sunny days from one afloatS
And drew me to the pane in certain questI
Of a long brown face bare arms and flimsy vestI
In fragments through the branchesT
Above the green reflectionsU
Paused by the willows in your varnished boatS
You with your oars at restI
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Did that come back to you when you were dyingG
I think it did you had much leisure thereV
And with the things we knew came quietly flyingG
Memories of things you had seen we knew not whereV
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You watched again with meditative stareV
Places where you had wanderedW
Golden and calm in distanceC
Voices from all your altering past came sighingG
On the soft Hampshire airV
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For there you sat a hundred miles awayB
A rug upon your knees your hands gone frailX
And daily bade your farewell to the dayB
A music blent of trees and clouds a sailX
And figures in some old neglected taleX
And watched the sunset gatheringG
And heard the birdsong fadingG
And went within when the last sleepy layB
Passed to a farther valeX
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Never complaining and stepped up to bedY
More and more slow a tall and sunburnt manZ
Grown bony and bearded knowing you would be deadY
Before the summer glad your life beganZ
Even thus to end after so short a spanZ
And mused a space serenelyQ
Then fell to easy slumberA2
At peace content For never again your headY
Need make another planZ
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Most generous most gentle most discreetB2
Who left us ignorant to spare us painC2
We went our ways with too forgetful feetB2
And missed the chance that would not come againD2
Leaving with thoughts on pleasure bent or gainC2
Fidelity unattestedB2
And services unrenderedB2
The ears are closed the heart has ceased to beatB2
And now all proof is vainC2
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Too late for other gifts I give you thisE2
Who took from you so much so carelesslyQ
On your far brows a first and phantom kissE2
On your far grave a careful elegyQ
For one who loved all life and poetryQ
Sorrow in music bleedingG
And friendship's last confessionE
But even as I speak that inner hissE2
Softly accuses meQ
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Saying Those brows are senseless deaf that tombF2
This is the callous cold resort of artB2
'I give you this ' What do I give to whomF2
Words to the air and balm to my own heartB2
To its old luxurious and commanded smartB2
An end to all this tuningG
This cynical masqueradingG
What comfort now in that far final gloomF2
Can any song impartB2
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O yet I see you dawning from some heavenE
Who would not suffer self reproach to liveG2
In one to whom your friendship once was givenE
I catch a vision faint and fugitiveH2
Of a dark face with eyes contemplativeH2
Deep eyes that smile in silenceC
And parted lips that whisperA2
'Say nothing more old friend of being forgivenE
There is nothing to forgive '-

John Collings Squire, Sir



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