Questions Of Life Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFFGH IIJJKKLLMM DDIINNOPPQQRRSSTTUUV WUUXXXYYUUUU UUUUZA2XXUUB2B2 GGYYYYUUC2C2 UUYY YYUUYYVVYYVVUUYYDDYY YYVV C2C2C2YYYYYUUUUD2D2C 2C2UUYYYYY IIYYUUUUUC2C2YYE2D2E 2 YYYYYYF2F2YYUURXB2B2 YYYYYYA bending staff I would not break | A |
A feeble faith I would not shake | A |
Nor even rashly pluck away | B |
The error which some truth may stay | B |
Whose loss might leave the soul without | C |
A shield against the shafts of doubt | C |
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And yet at times when over all | D |
A darker mystery seems to fall | D |
May God forgive the child of dust | E |
Who seeks to know where Faith should trust | E |
I raise the questions old and dark | F |
Of Uzdom's tempted patriarch | F |
And speech confounded build again | G |
The baffled tower of Shinar's plain | H |
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I am how little more I know | I |
Whence came I Whither do I go | I |
A centred self which feels and is | J |
A cry between the silences | J |
A shadow birth of clouds at strife | K |
With sunshine on the hills of life | K |
A shaft from Nature's quiver cast | L |
Into the Future from the Past | L |
Between the cradle and the shroud | M |
A meteor's flight from cloud to cloud | M |
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Thorough the vastness arching all | D |
I see the great stars rise and fall | D |
The rounding seasons come and go | I |
The tided oceans ebb and flow | I |
The tokens of a central force | N |
Whose circles in their widening course | N |
O'erlap and move the universe | O |
The workings of the law whence springs | P |
The rhythmic harmony of things | P |
Which shapes in earth the darkling spar | Q |
And orbs in heaven the morning star | Q |
Of all I see in earth and sky | R |
Star flower beast bird what part have I | R |
This conscious life is it the same | S |
Which thrills the universal frame | S |
Whereby the caverned crystal shoots | T |
And mounts the sap from forest roots | T |
Whereby the exiled wood bird tells | U |
When Spring makes green her native dells | U |
How feels the stone the pang of birth | V |
Which brings its sparkling prism forth | W |
The forest tree the throb which gives | U |
The life blood to its new born leaves | U |
Do bird and blossom feel like me | X |
Life's many folded mystery | X |
The wonder which it is to be | X |
Or stand I severed and distinct | Y |
From Nature's 'chain of life' unlinked | Y |
Allied to all yet not the less | U |
Prisoned in separate consciousness | U |
Alone o'erburdened with a sense | U |
Of life and cause and consequence | U |
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In vain to me the Sphinx propounds | U |
The riddle of her sights and sounds | U |
Back still the vaulted mystery gives | U |
The echoed question it receives | U |
What sings the brook What oracle | Z |
Is in the pine tree's organ swell | A2 |
What may the wind's low burden be | X |
The meaning of the moaning sea | X |
The hieroglyphics of the stars | U |
Or clouded sunset's crimson bars | U |
I vainly ask for mocks my skill | B2 |
The trick of Nature's cipher still | B2 |
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I turn from Nature unto men | G |
I ask the stylus and the pen | G |
What sang the bards of old What meant | Y |
The prophets of the Orient | Y |
The rolls of buried Egypt hid | Y |
In painted tomb and pyramid | Y |
What mean Idumea's arrowy lines | U |
Or dusk Elora's monstrous signs | U |
How speaks the primal thought of man | C2 |
From the grim carvings of Copan | C2 |
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Where rests the secret Where the keys | U |
Of the old death bolted mysteries | U |
Alas the dead retain their trust | Y |
Dust hath no answer from the dust | Y |
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The great enigma still unguessed | Y |
Unanswered the eternal quest | Y |
I gather up the scattered rays | U |
Of wisdom in the early days | U |
Faint gleams and broken like the light | Y |
Of meteors in a northern night | Y |
Betraying to the darkling earth | V |
The unseen sun which gave them birth | V |
I listen to the sibyl's chant | Y |
The voice of priest and hierophant | Y |
I know what Indian Kreeshna saith | V |
And what of life and what of death | V |
The demon taught to Socrates | U |
And what beneath his garden trees | U |
Slow pacing with a dream like tread | Y |
The solemn thoughted Plato said | Y |
Nor lack I tokens great or small | D |
Of God's clear light in each and all | D |
While holding with more dear regard | Y |
The scroll of Hebrew seer and bard | Y |
The starry pages promise lit | Y |
With Christ's Evangel over writ | Y |
Thy miracle of life and death | V |
O Holy One of Nazareth | V |
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On Aztec ruins gray and lone | C2 |
The circling serpent coils in stone | C2 |
Type of the endless and unknown | C2 |
Whereof we seek the clue to find | Y |
With groping fingers of the blind | Y |
Forever sought and never found | Y |
We trace that serpent symbol round | Y |
Our resting place our starting bound | Y |
Oh thriftlessness of dream and guess | U |
Oh wisdom which is foolishness | U |
Why idly seek from outward things | U |
The answer inward silence brings | U |
Why stretch beyond our proper sphere | D2 |
And age for that which lies so near | D2 |
Why climb the far off hills with pain | C2 |
A nearer view of heaven to gain | C2 |
In lowliest depths of bosky dells | U |
The hermit Contemplation dwells | U |
A fountain's pine hung slope his seat | Y |
And lotus twined his silent feet | Y |
Whence piercing heaven with screened sight | Y |
He sees at noon the stars whose light | Y |
Shall glorify the coining night | Y |
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Here let me pause my quest forego | I |
Enough for me to feel and know | I |
That He in whom the cause and end | Y |
The past and future meet and blend | Y |
Who girt with his Immensities | U |
Our vast and star hung system sees | U |
Small as the clustered Pleiades | U |
Moves not alone the heavenly quires | U |
But waves the spring time's grassy spires | U |
Guards not archangel feet alone | C2 |
But deigns to guide and keep my own | C2 |
Speaks not alone the words of fate | Y |
Which worlds destroy and worlds create | Y |
But whispers in my spirit's ear | E2 |
In tones of love or warning fear | D2 |
A language none beside may hear | E2 |
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To Him from wanderings long and wild | Y |
I come an over wearied child | Y |
In cool and shade His peace to find | Y |
Lice dew fall settling on my mind | Y |
Assured that all I know is best | Y |
And humbly trusting for the rest | Y |
I turn from Fancy's cloud built scheme | F2 |
Dark creed and mournful eastern dream | F2 |
Of power impersonal and cold | Y |
Controlling all itself controlled | Y |
Maker and slave of iron laws | U |
Alike the subject and the cause | U |
From vain philosophies that try | R |
The sevenfold gates of mystery | X |
And baffled ever babble still | B2 |
Word prodigal of fate and will | B2 |
From Nature and her mockery Art | Y |
And book and speech of men apart | Y |
To the still witness in my heart | Y |
With reverence waiting to behold | Y |
His Avatar of love untold | Y |
The Eternal Beauty new and old | Y |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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