The Moon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBDEEFBFF DGDGHHIDII JKJKAALJLL MNMNOOPMPP QRQRAAPHPP STSTSSUSUU SVSVWWDSDD XYXYZZA2XA2A2 B2SB2SDDC2B2C2C2 DD2DD2MMVDVV E2F2E2F2G2G2B2E2B2B2 G2H2G2H2AAHG2HH I2A2I2A2G2G2J2I2J2J2 K2SK2SJ2J2L2K2L2L2 J2J2J2J2HHJ2J2J2J2 SM2SMAAA2SA2A2 N2J2N2J2AAO2N2O2O2 P2J2P2J2Q2Q2SP2SS HSHSJ2J2A2R2A2A2 J2SJ2SHHSJ2SS J2J2J2J2SSA2J2A2A2 SSSSSSQSQH SFSFJ2J2SSSS S2SS2SJ2J2J2S2J2J2 J2SJ2SHHJ2J2J2J2 L2A2L2A2J2J2J2T2J2J2 A2E2A2E2J2J2J2A2J2J2 SA2SA2J2J2J2SJ2J2 J2U2J2U2V2V2J2J2J2J2 J2J2J2J2J2J2A2J2A2A2 J2W2J2W2A2A2J2J2J2J2To Maurice Baring | A |
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I waited for a miracle to night | B |
Dim was the earth beneath a star swept sky | C |
Her boughs were vague in that phantasmal light | B |
Her current rippled past invisibly | D |
No stir was in the dark and windless meadows | E |
Only the water whispering in the shadows | E |
That darkened nature lived did still proclaim | F |
An hour I stood in that defeat of sight | B |
Waiting and then a sudden silver flame | F |
Burned in the eastern heaven and she came | F |
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The Moon the Summer Moon surveys the vale | D |
The boughs against the dawning sky grow black | G |
The shades that hid those whispering waters fail | D |
And now there falls a gleaming lengthening track | G |
That lies across the wide and tranquil river | H |
Burnished and flat not shaken by a quiver | H |
She rises still the liquid light she spills | I |
Makes everywhere quick sparkles patches pale | D |
And as she goes I know her glory fills | I |
The air of all our English lakes and hills | I |
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High over all this England will she ride | J |
She silvers all the roofs of folded towns | K |
Her brilliance tips the edge of every tide | J |
Her shadows make soft caverns in the downs | K |
Even now beyond my tree serenely sailing | A |
She clothes far forests with a gauzy veiling | A |
And even as here where now I stare and dream | L |
Standing my own transfigured banks beside | J |
On many a quiet wandering English stream | L |
There lies the unshifting image of her beam | L |
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Yes calm she mounts and watching her I know | M |
By many a river other eyes than mine | N |
Turn up to her and as of old they show | M |
Their inward hearts all naked to her shine | N |
Maids solitaries sick and happy lovers | O |
To whom her dear returning orb discovers | O |
For each the gift he waits for soft release | P |
The unsealing of imagination's flow | M |
Her own sweet pain or other pain's surcease | P |
The friendly benediction of her peace | P |
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I too am held as kind she is as fair | Q |
As when long since a younger heart drank deep | R |
From that sweet solace while through summer air | Q |
Her lucid fingers hushed the world to sleep | R |
O as I stand this latest moon beholding | A |
Her forms unresting memory is moulding | A |
Beneath my enchanted eyelids there arise | P |
Visions again of many moons that were | H |
Fair fleeting moons gathered from faded skies | P |
Greeted and lost by these corporeal eyes | P |
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Unnumbered are those moons of memory | S |
Stored in the backward chambers of my brain | T |
The moons that make bright pathways on the sea | S |
The golden harvest moon above the grain | T |
The moon that all a sleeping village blanches | S |
The woodland moon that roves beyond the branches | S |
Filtering through the meshes of the green | U |
To breast of bird and mossy trunk of tree | S |
Moons dimly guessed at through a cloudy screen | U |
The bronze diffusion shed by moons unseen | U |
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Moons that a thin prismatic halo rings | S |
Looking a hurrying fleecy heaven through | V |
The fairy moons of luminous evenings | S |
Phantoms of palest pink in palest blue | V |
Large orange moons on earth's grey verge suspended | W |
When trees still slumber from the heat that's ended | W |
Erect and heavy and all waters lie | D |
Oily and there is not a bird that sings | S |
All these I know I have seen them born and die | D |
And many another moon in many a sky | D |
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There was a moon that shone above the ground | X |
Where on a grassy forest height I stood | Y |
Bright was that open place and all around | X |
The dense discovered tree tops of the wood | Y |
Line after line in misty radiance glistened | Z |
Failing away I watched the scene and listened | Z |
Then awed and hushed I turned and saw alone | A2 |
Protruding from the middle of the mound | X |
Fringed with close grass a moonlit mottled stone | A2 |
Rough carven of antiquity unknown | A2 |
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A night there was a crowd a narrow street | B2 |
Torches that reddened faces drunk with dreams | S |
An orator exultant in defeat | B2 |
Banners fierce songs rough cheering women's screams | S |
My heart was one with those rebellious people | D |
Until along a chapel's pointing steeple | D |
My eyes unwitting wandered to a thin | C2 |
Crescent and clouds a swift and ragged sheet | B2 |
And in my spirit's life all human din | C2 |
Died and eternal Silence stood within | C2 |
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And once on a far evening warm and still | D |
I leant upon a cool stone parapet | D2 |
The quays and houses underneath the hill | D |
Twinkled with lights I heard the sea's faint fret | D2 |
And then above the eastern cape's long billow | M |
Silent there welled a trembling line of yellow | M |
A shred that quickened then a half that grew | V |
To a full moon that moved with even will | D |
The night was long before her well she knew | V |
And as she slowly rose into the blue | V |
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She slowly paled and glittering far away | E2 |
Flung on the silken waters like a spear | F2 |
Her crisp d silver shaft of moonlight lay | E2 |
The lighthouse lamp upon the little pier | F2 |
Burned wanly by that radiance clear and certain | G2 |
Waiting I knew not what uplifted curtain | G2 |
I watched the unmoving world beneath my feet | B2 |
Till without warning miles across the bay | E2 |
Into that silver out of shadows beat | B2 |
Dead black the whole mysterious fishing fleet | B2 |
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These moons I have seen but these and every one | G2 |
Came each so new it seemed to be the first | H2 |
New as the buds that open to the sun | G2 |
New as the songs that to the morning burst | H2 |
The roses die each day fresh flowers are springing | A |
Last year it was another blackbird singing | A |
Thou only marvellous blossom whose pale flower | H |
Beyond mankind's conjecture hath begun | G2 |
Retain'st for ever an unwithering power | H |
That stales the loveliest stranger of an hour | H |
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But O had all my infant nights been dark | I2 |
Or almost dark lit by the stars alone | A2 |
Had never a teller of stories bid me hark | I2 |
The promised splendours of that moon unknown | A2 |
How perfect then had been the revelation | G2 |
When first her gradual gold illumination | G2 |
Broke on a night upon the conscious child | J2 |
My heart had stopped with beauty seeing her arc | I2 |
Climbing the heavens so far and undefiled | J2 |
So large with light so even and so mild | J2 |
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Most wondrous Light who bring'st this lovelier earth | K2 |
This world of shadows cool with silver fires | S |
Drawing us higher than our human birth | K2 |
To whom our strange twin natured kind suspires | S |
Its saddest thoughts and tenderest and most fragrant | J2 |
Tears and desires unnameable and vagrant | J2 |
Watcher who leanest quietly from above | L2 |
Saying all mortal wars are nothing worth | K2 |
Friend of the sorrowful tranquil as the dove | L2 |
Muse of all poets lamp of all who love | L2 |
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Alone and sad alone and kind and sweet | J2 |
But always peaceful and removed and proud | J2 |
Whether with loveliness revealed complete | J2 |
Or veiling from our vision in a cloud | J2 |
Our souls' eternal listener could we wonder | H |
That men who made of sun and storm and thunder | H |
The awful forms of strong divinity | J2 |
Heard in each storm the noise of travelling feet | J2 |
Should gazing at thy face with hearts made free | J2 |
Have felt a pure immortal Power in thee | J2 |
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Selene Cynthia and Artemis | S |
The swift proud goddess with the silver bow | M2 |
Diana she whose downward bending kiss | S |
One only knew though all men yearned to know | M |
The shepherd on a hill his flock was keeping | A |
The night's pale huntress came and found him sleeping | A |
She stooped he woke and saw her hair that shone | A2 |
And lay drawn up to cool and timeless bliss | S |
Lapt in her radiant arms Endymion | A2 |
All the still night until the night was gone | A2 |
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By many names they knew thee but thy shape | N2 |
Was woman's always transient and white | J2 |
A flashing huntress leaving hinds agape | N2 |
A sweet descent of beauty in the night | J2 |
Yet some more fierce and more distraught their dreaming | A |
Brooded until they fashioned from thy seeming | A |
A lithe and luring queen with fatal breath | O2 |
A witch the man who saw might not escape | N2 |
A snare that gleamed in shadowy groves of death | O2 |
The tall tiaraed Syrian Ashtoreth | O2 |
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And even to night in African forests some | P2 |
There are possessed by such a blasphemy | J2 |
Through branching beams thy fevered votaries come | P2 |
To appease their brains' distorted mask of thee | J2 |
There in the glades the drums pulsate and languish | Q2 |
Men leap and wail to dim the victim's anguish | Q2 |
In the sad frenzy of the sacrifice | S |
They are slaves to thee made mad because thou art dumb | P2 |
And dumb thou lookest on them from the skies | S |
Above their fires and dances blood and cries | S |
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So these but otherwhere at such an hour | H |
In all the continents by all the seas | S |
Men naming not the goddess feel thy power | H |
Adoring her with gentler rites than these | S |
The thoughts of myriad hearts to thee uplifted | J2 |
Rise like a smoke above thine altars drifted | J2 |
Perpetual incense poured before thy throne | A2 |
By those whom thou hast given thy secret dower | R2 |
Those in whose kindred eyes thy light is known | A2 |
Whom thou hast signed and sealed for thine own | A2 |
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For thee they watch by Asian peaks remote | J2 |
Where thy snows gleam above the pointing pines | S |
Entranced on templed lakes is many a boat | J2 |
For thee where clear thy dropt reflection shines | S |
On the great seas where nothing else is tender | H |
Rising and setting unto thee surrender | H |
All lonely hearts in lonely wandering ships | S |
And where their warm far scattered islands float | J2 |
Through forests many a flower crowned maiden slips | S |
To gaze on thee with parted burning lips | S |
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O thus they do and thus they did of old | J2 |
Our hearts were never secret in thy sight | J2 |
Ere our first records were thy shrine was cold | J2 |
That speechless eyes went seeking in the night | J2 |
Beyond the compass of our dim traditions | S |
Thou knewest of men the pitiful ambitions | S |
Their loves and their despair within thy ken | A2 |
All our poor history has been unrolled | J2 |
Thou hast seen all races born and die again | A2 |
The climbing and the crumbling towers of men | A2 |
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Black were the hollows of that Emperor's eyes | S |
Who paced with backward arms beyond his tents | S |
Lone in the night and felt above him rise | S |
The ancient conqueror's sloping smooth immense | S |
Moon pointing Pyramid's enduring courses | S |
Heard not his sentries nor his stamping horses | S |
But thought of Egypt dead upon that air | Q |
Fighting with his moon coloured memories | S |
Of vanished kings who builded and the bare | Q |
Sands in the moon before those builders were | H |
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Restless he knew that moon who watched him muse | S |
Had seen a restless C sar brood on fame | F |
Amid the Pharaohs' broken avenues | S |
And circling round that fixed monition came | F |
Woven by moonlight random transitory | J2 |
Fragments of all the dim receding story | J2 |
The moonlit water dripping from the oars | S |
Of triremes in the bay of Syracuse | S |
The opposing bivouacs upon the shores | S |
That knew dead Hector's and Achilles' wars | S |
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He saw fall'n Carthage Alexander's grave | S2 |
The tomb of Moses in the wilderness | S |
The moonlight on the Atlantean wave | S2 |
That covered all a multitude's distress | S |
Cities and hosts and emperors departed | J2 |
Under the steady moon And sullen hearted | J2 |
He turned away and in a little died | J2 |
Even as he who hunted from his cave | S2 |
And struck his foe and stripped the shaggy hide | J2 |
Under the moon and was not satisfied | J2 |
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For in the prime thy influence was felt | J2 |
When eyes first saw thy beauty was as this | S |
Thy quiet look bade hope fear passion melt | J2 |
Before men dreamed of empire The abyss | S |
Of thought yawned through their jungle then as ever | H |
Dark past dark future menaced their endeavour | H |
Yet on thy nights stood some by hill and sea | J2 |
Naked and blind impulsive spirits knelt | J2 |
Not questioning why they knelt feeling in thee | J2 |
Thought's strangest sweetest saddest mystery | J2 |
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Still Moon bright Moon compassionate Moon above | L2 |
Thou shinedst there ere any life began | A2 |
When of his pain or of his powerless love | L2 |
Thou heardest not from heart of any man | A2 |
Though long the earth had shaken off the vapour | J2 |
Left by the vanished gleams of fire the shaper | J2 |
Old old her stony wrinkled face did grow | J2 |
Whilst only her blind elements did move | T2 |
Dumb bare and prayerless thou saw'st her go | J2 |
And afterwards again shalt see her so | J2 |
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A time there was when Life had never been | A2 |
A time will be it will have passed away | E2 |
Still wilt thou shine still tender and serene | A2 |
When Life which in thy sister's yesterday | E2 |
Had never flowered will have drooped and faded | J2 |
Passed with the clouds that once her bosom shaded | J2 |
She will be barren then as not before | J2 |
Bared of her snows and all her garments green | A2 |
No darkling sea by any earthly shore | J2 |
Will take thy rays thy kin will be no more | J2 |
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Pale satellite old mistress of our fires | S |
Who hast seen so much and been so much to men | A2 |
Symbol and goal of all our wild desires | S |
Not any voice will cry upon thee then | A2 |
Dreamer and dream they will have all gone over | J2 |
The sick of heart the singer and the lover | J2 |
An end there will have been to all their lust | J2 |
Their sorrow and the sighing of their lyres | S |
O all this Life that stained Earth's patient crust | J2 |
Time's dying breath will have blown away like dust | J2 |
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Gone from thine eye that brief confus d stir | J2 |
The rumours and the marching and the strife | U2 |
Earth will be still and all the face of her | J2 |
Swept of the last remains of moving life | U2 |
The last of all men's monuments that defied them | V2 |
Like those his valiant gestures that denied them | V2 |
Into the waiting elements will fade | J2 |
And thou wilt see thy fellow traveller | J2 |
A forlorn round of rocky contours made | J2 |
A glimmering disk of empty light and shade | J2 |
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Ah depth too deep for thought therein to cast | J2 |
The old the cold companions you will go | J2 |
Obeying still some long forgotten past | J2 |
And all our pitiful history none will know | J2 |
Still shining Moon still peaceful wilt thou wander | J2 |
But on that greater ball no heart will ponder | J2 |
The thought that rose and nightingale are gone | A2 |
And all sweet things but thou and only vast | J2 |
Ridges of rock remain and stars and sun | A2 |
O Moon thou wilt be lovely alone for none | A2 |
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And so pale wanderer so thou leavest me | J2 |
Passing beyond imagination's range | W2 |
Away into the void where waits for thee | J2 |
Thy inconceivable destiny of change | W2 |
And after all the memories I have striven | A2 |
To paint this picture that thyself hast given | A2 |
Lives and I watch to all those others blind | J2 |
Thy form gliding into eternity | J2 |
Fading an unconjectured fate to find | J2 |
The last most wonderful image of the mind | J2 |
John Collings Squire, Sir
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