Hyperion: Book I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Deep in the shady sadness of a valeA
Far sunken from the healthy breath of mornB
Far from the fiery noon and eve's one starC
Sat gray hair'd Saturn quiet as a stoneD
Still as the silence round about his lairE
Forest on forest hung above his headF
Like cloud on cloud No stir of air was thereE
Not so much life as on a summer's dayG
Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grassH
But where the dead leaf fell there did it restI
A stream went voiceless by still deadened moreJ
By reason of his fallen divinityK
Spreading a shade the Naiad 'mid her reedsL
Press'd her cold finger closer to her lipsM
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Along the margin sand large foot marks wentN
No further than to where his feet had stray'dO
And slept there since Upon the sodden groundP
His old right hand lay nerveless listless deadF
Unsceptred and his realmless eyes were closedQ
While his bow'd head seem'd list'ning to the EarthR
His ancient mother for some comfort yetS
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It seem'd no force could wake him from his placeT
But there came one who with a kindred handU
Touch'd his wide shoulders after bending lowV
With reverence though to one who knew it notW
She was a Goddess of the infant worldX
By her in stature the tall AmazonY
Had stood a pigmy's height she would have ta'enZ
Achilles by the hair and bent his neckA2
Or with a finger stay'd Ixion's wheelB2
Her face was large as that of Memphian sphinxC2
Pedestal'd haply in a palace courtD2
When sages look'd to Egypt for their loreJ
But oh how unlike marble was that faceT
How beautiful if sorrow had not madeO
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's selfE2
There was a listening fear in her regardF2
As if calamity had but begunG2
As if the vanward clouds of evil daysH2
Had spent their malice and the sullen rearI2
Was with its stored thunder labouring upJ2
One hand she press'd upon that aching spotW
Where beats the human heart as if just thereE
Though an immortal she felt cruel painK2
The other upon Saturn's bended neckA2
She laid and to the level of his earL2
Leaning with parted lips some words she spakeM2
In solemn tenor and deep organ toneD
Some mourning words which in our feeble tongueN2
Would come in these like accents O how frailA
To that large utterance of the early GodsO2
Saturn look up though wherefore poor old KingP2
I have no comfort for thee no not oneG2
I cannot say 'O wherefore sleepest thou '-
For heaven is parted from thee and the earthR
Knows thee not thus afflicted for a GodQ2
And ocean too with all its solemn noiseR2
Has from thy sceptre pass'd and all the airE
Is emptied of thine hoary majestyK
Thy thunder conscious of the new commandU
Rumbles reluctant o'er our fallen houseS2
And thy sharp lightning in unpractised handsT2
Scorches and burns our once serene domainK2
O aching time O moments big as yearsU2
All as ye pass swell out the monstrous truthV2
And press it so upon our weary griefsU2
That unbelief has not a space to breatheW2
Saturn sleep on O thoughtless why did IX2
Thus violate thy slumbrous solitudeY2
Why should I ope thy melancholy eyesU2
Saturn sleep on while at thy feet I weepZ2
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As when upon a tranced summer nightA3
Those green rob'd senators of mighty woodsU2
Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest starsU2
Dream and so dream all night without a stirB3
Save from one gradual solitary gustC3
Which comes upon the silence and dies offD3
As if the ebbing air had but one waveE3
So came these words and went the while in tearsU2
She touch'd her fair large forehead to the groundP
Just where her fallen hair might be outspreadP
A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feetP
One moon with alteration slow had shedP
Her silver seasons four upon the nightP
And still these two were postured motionlessU2
Like natural sculpture in cathedral cavernF3
The frozen God still couchant on the earthR
And the sad Goddess weeping at his feetP
Until at length old Saturn lifted upJ2
His faded eyes and saw his kingdom goneG3
And all the gloom and sorrow ofthe placeU2
And that fair kneeling Goddess and then spakeM2
As with a palsied tongue and while his beardP
Shook horrid with such aspen maladyP
O tender spouse of gold HyperionG2
Thea I feel thee ere I see thy faceU2
Look up and let me see our doom in itP
Look up and tell me if this feeble shapeH3
Is Saturn's tell me if thou hear'st the voiceU2
Of Saturn tell me if this wrinkling browI3
Naked and bare of its great diademJ3
Peers like the front of Saturn Who had powerB3
To make me desolate Whence came the strengthK3
How was it nurtur'd to such bursting forthL3
While Fate seem'd strangled in my nervous graspM3
But it is so and I am smother'd upJ2
And buried from all godlike exerciseU2
Of influence benign on planets paleA
Of admonitions to the winds and seasU2
Of peaceful sway above man's harvestingP2
And all those acts which Deity supremeN3
Doth ease its heart of love in I am goneG3
Away from my own bosom I have leftP
My strong identity my real selfE2
Somewhere between the throne and where I sitP
Here on this spot of earth Search Thea searchO3
Open thine eyes eterne and sphere them roundP
Upon all space space starr'd and lorn of lightP
Space region'd with life air and barren voidP
Spaces of fire and all the yawn of hellP3
Search Thea search and tell me if thou seestP
A certain shape or shadow making wayG
With wings or chariot fierce to repossessU2
A heaven he lost erewhile it must it mustP
Be of ripe progress Saturn must be KingP2
Yes there must be a golden victoryP
There must be Gods thrown down and trumpets blownD
Of triumph calm and hymns of festivalQ3
Upon the gold clouds metropolitanG2
Voices of soft proclaim and silver stirB3
Of strings in hollow shells and there shall beP
Beautiful things made new for the surpriseU2
Of the sky children I will give commandP
Thea Thea Thea where is SaturnF3
This passion lifted him upon his feetP
And made his hands to struggle in the airE
His Druid locks to shake and ooze with sweatP
His eyes to fever out his voice to ceaseU2
He stood and heard not Thea's sobbing deepZ2
A little time and then again he snatch'dP
Utterance thus But cannot I createP
Cannot I form Cannot I fashion forthL3
Another world another universeU2
To overbear and crumble this to noughtP
Where is another Chaos Where That wordP
Found way unto Olympus and made quakeM2
The rebel three Thea was startled upJ2
And in her bearing was a sort of hopeR3
As thus she quick voic'd spake yet full of aweS3
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This cheers our fallen house come to our friendsU2
O Saturn come away and give them heartP
I know the covert for thence came I hitherB3
Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she wentP
With backward footing through the shade a spaceU2
He follow'd and she turn'd to lead the wayG
Through aged boughs that yielded like the mistP
Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nestP
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Meanwhile in other realms big tears were shedP
More sorrow like to this and such like woeV
Too huge for mortal tongue or pen of scribeT3
The Titans fierce self hid or prison boundP
Groan'd for the old allegiance once moreJ
And listen'd in sharp pain for Saturn's voiceU2
But one of the whole mammoth brood still keptP
His sov'reigny and rule and majesyU2
Blazing Hyperion on his orbed fireB3
Still sat still snuff'd the incense teeming upJ2
From man to the sun's God yet unsecureB3
For as among us mortals omens drearB3
Fright and perplex so also shuddered heP
Not at dog's howl or gloom bird's hated screechU3
Or the familiar visiting of oneG2
Upon the first toll of his passing bellP3
Or prophesyings of the midnight lampV3
But horrors portion'd to a giant nerveW3
Oft made Hyperion ache His palace brightP
Bastion'd with pyramids of glowing goldP
And touch'd with shade of bronzed obelisksU2
Glar'd a blood red through all its thousand courtsU2
Arches and domes and fiery galleriesU2
And all its curtains of Aurorian cloudsU2
Flush'd angerly while sometimes eagles' wingsU2
Unseen before by Gods or wondering menZ
Darken'd the place and neighing steeds were heardP
Not heard before by Gods or wondering menZ
Also when he would taste the spicy wreathsU2
Of incense breath'd aloft from sacred hillsU2
Instead of sweets his ample palate tookX3
Savor of poisonous brass and metal sickY3
And so when harbor'd in the sleepy westP
After the full completion of fair dayG
For rest divine upon exalted couchZ3
And slumber in the arms of melodyP
He pac'd away the pleasant hours of easeU2
With stride colossal on from hall to hallA4
While far within each aisle and deep recessU2
His winged minions in close clusters stoodP
Amaz'd and full offear like anxious menZ
Who on wide plains gather in panting troopsU2
When earthquakes jar their battlements and towersU2
Even now while Saturn rous'd from icy tranceU2
Went step for step with Thea through the woodsU2
Hyperion leaving twilight in the rearB3
Came slope upon the threshold of the westP
Then as was wont his palace door flew opeV3
In smoothest silence save what solemn tubesU2
Blown by the serious Zephyrs gave of sweetP
And wandering sounds slow breathed melodiesU2
And like a rose in vermeil tint and shapeV3
In fragrance soft and coolness to the eyeX2
That inlet to severe magnificenceU2
Stood full blown for the God to enter inB4
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He enter'd but he enter'd full of wrathC4
His flaming robes stream'd out beyond his heelsU2
And gave a roar as if of earthly fireB3
That scar'd away the meek ethereal HoursU2
And made their dove wings tremble On he flaredP
From stately nave to nave from vault to vaultP
Through bowers of fragrant and enwreathed lightP
And diamond paved lustrous long arcadesU2
Until he reach'd the great main cupolaD4
There standing fierce beneath he stampt his footP
And from the basements deep to the high towersU2
Jarr'd his own golden region and beforeB3
The quavering thunder thereupon had ceas'dP
His voice leapt out despite of godlike curbE4
To this result O dreams of day and nightP
O monstrous forms O effigies of painK2
O spectres busy in a cold cold gloomF4
O lank eared phantoms of black weeded poolsU2
Why do I know ye why have I seen ye whyX2
Is my eternal essence thus distraughtP
To see and to behold these horrors newG4
Saturn is fallen am I too to fallA4
Am I to leave this haven of my restP
This cradle of my glory this soft climeF4
This calm luxuriance of blissful lightP
These crystalline pavilions and pure fanesU2
Of all my lucent empire It is leftP
Deserted void nor any haunt of mineH4
The blaze the splendor and the symmetryP
I cannot see but darkness death and darknessU2
Even here into my centre of reposeU2
The shady visions come to domineerB3
Insult and blind and stifle up my pompV3
Fall No by Tellus and her briny robesU2
Over the fiery frontier of my realmsU2
I will advance a terrible right armF4
Shall scare that infant thunderer rebel JoveW3
And bid old Saturn take his throne againZ
He spake and ceas'd the while a heavier threatP
Held struggle with his throat but came not forthL3
For as in theatres of crowded menZ
Hubbub increases more they call out HushI4
So at Hyperion's words the phantoms paleA
Bestirr'd themselves thrice horrible and coldP
And from the mirror'd level where he stoodP
A mist arose as from a scummy marshJ4
At this through all his bulk an agonyP
Crept gradual from the feet unto the crownK4
Like a lithe serpent vast and muscularB3
Making slow way with head and neck convuls'dP
From over strained might Releas'd he fledP
To the eastern gates and full six dewy hoursU2
Before the dawn in season due should blushI4
He breath'd fierce breath against the sleepy portalsU2
Clear'd them of heavy vapours burst them wideP
Suddenly on the ocean's chilly streamsU2
The planet orb of fire whereon he rodeP
Each day from east to west the heavens throughG4
Spun round in sable curtaining of cloudsU2
Not therefore veiled quite blindfold and hidP
But ever and anon the glancing spheresU2
Circles and arcs and broad belting colureG4
Glow'd through and wrought upon the muffling darkL4
Sweet shaped lightnings from the nadir deepV3
Up to the zenith hieroglyphics oldP
Which sages and keen eyed astrologersU2
Then living on the earth with laboring thoughtP
Won from the gaze of many centuriesU2
Now lost save what we find on remnants hugeM4
Of stone or rnarble swart their import goneG3
Their wisdom long since fled Two wings this orbN4
Possess'd for glory two fair argent wingsU2
Ever exalted at the God's approachO4
And now from forth the gloom their plumes immenseU2
Rose one by one till all outspreaded wereG4
While still the dazzling globe maintain'd eclipseU2
Awaiting for Hyperion's commandP
Fain would he have commanded fain took throneD
And bid the day begin if but for changeP4
He might not No though a primeval GodP
The sacred seasons might not be disturb'dP
Therefore the operations of the dawnG3
Stay'd in their birth even as here 'tis toldP
Those silver wings expanded sisterlyA
Eager to sail their orb the porches wideP
Open'd upon the dusk demesnes of nightP
And the bright Titan phrenzied with new woesU2
Unus'd to bend by hard compulsion bentP
His spirit to the sorrow of the timeF4
And all along a dismal rack of cloudsU2
Upon the boundaries of day and nightP
He stretch'd himself in grief and radiance faintP
There as he lay the Heaven with its starsU2
Look'd down on him with pity and the voiceU2
Of Coelus from the universal spaceU2
Thus whisper'd low and solemn in his earG4
O brightest of my children dear earth bornB
And sky engendered son of mysteriesU2
All unrevealed even to the powersU2
Which met at thy creating at whose joysU2
And palpitations sweet and pleasures softP
I Coelus wonder how they came and whenceU2
And at the fruits thereof what shapes they beP
Distinct and visible symbols divineH4
Manifestations of that beauteous lifeW3
Diffus'd unseen throughout eternal spaceU2
Of these new form'd art thou O brightest childP
Of these thy brethren and the GoddessesU2
There is sad feud among ye and rebellionG2
Of son against his sire I saw him fallA
I saw my first born tumbled from his throneD
To me his arms were spread to me his voiceU2
Found way from forth the thunders round his headP
Pale wox I and in vapours hid my faceU2
Art thou too near such doom vague fear there isU2
For I have seen my sons most unlike GodsU2
Divine ye were created and divineH4
In sad demeanour solemn undisturb'dP
Unruffled like high Gods ye liv'd and ruledP
Now I behold in you fear hope and wrathC4
Actions of rage and passion even asU2
I see them on the mortal world beneathQ4
In men who die This is the grief O sonG2
Sad sign of ruin sudden dismay and fallA
Yet do thou strive as thou art capableA
As thou canst move about an evident GodP
And canst oppose to each malignant hourG4
Ethereal presence I am but a voiceU2
My life is but the life of winds and tidesU2
No more than winds and tides can I availA
But thou canst Be thou therefore in the vanR4
Of circumstance yea seize the arrow's barbS4
Before the tense string murmur To the earthR
For there thou wilt find Saturn and his woesU2
Meantime I will keep watch on thy bright sunG2
And of thy seasons be a careful nurseU2
Ere half this region whisper had come downK4
Hyperion arose and on the starsU2
Lifted his curved lids and kept them wideP
Until it ceas'd and still he kept them wideP
And still they were the same bright patient starsU2
Then with a slow incline of his broad breastP
Like to a diver in the pearly seasU2
Forward he stoop'd over the airy shoreG4
And plung'd all noiseless into the deep nightP

John Keats



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