Hyperion: Book I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn | B |
Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star | C |
Sat gray hair'd Saturn quiet as a stone | D |
Still as the silence round about his lair | E |
Forest on forest hung above his head | F |
Like cloud on cloud No stir of air was there | E |
Not so much life as on a summer's day | G |
Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass | H |
But where the dead leaf fell there did it rest | I |
A stream went voiceless by still deadened more | J |
By reason of his fallen divinity | K |
Spreading a shade the Naiad 'mid her reeds | L |
Press'd her cold finger closer to her lips | M |
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Along the margin sand large foot marks went | N |
No further than to where his feet had stray'd | O |
And slept there since Upon the sodden ground | P |
His old right hand lay nerveless listless dead | F |
Unsceptred and his realmless eyes were closed | Q |
While his bow'd head seem'd list'ning to the Earth | R |
His ancient mother for some comfort yet | S |
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It seem'd no force could wake him from his place | T |
But there came one who with a kindred hand | U |
Touch'd his wide shoulders after bending low | V |
With reverence though to one who knew it not | W |
She was a Goddess of the infant world | X |
By her in stature the tall Amazon | Y |
Had stood a pigmy's height she would have ta'en | Z |
Achilles by the hair and bent his neck | A2 |
Or with a finger stay'd Ixion's wheel | B2 |
Her face was large as that of Memphian sphinx | C2 |
Pedestal'd haply in a palace court | D2 |
When sages look'd to Egypt for their lore | J |
But oh how unlike marble was that face | T |
How beautiful if sorrow had not made | O |
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self | E2 |
There was a listening fear in her regard | F2 |
As if calamity had but begun | G2 |
As if the vanward clouds of evil days | H2 |
Had spent their malice and the sullen rear | I2 |
Was with its stored thunder labouring up | J2 |
One hand she press'd upon that aching spot | W |
Where beats the human heart as if just there | E |
Though an immortal she felt cruel pain | K2 |
The other upon Saturn's bended neck | A2 |
She laid and to the level of his ear | L2 |
Leaning with parted lips some words she spake | M2 |
In solemn tenor and deep organ tone | D |
Some mourning words which in our feeble tongue | N2 |
Would come in these like accents O how frail | A |
To that large utterance of the early Gods | O2 |
Saturn look up though wherefore poor old King | P2 |
I have no comfort for thee no not one | G2 |
I cannot say 'O wherefore sleepest thou ' | - |
For heaven is parted from thee and the earth | R |
Knows thee not thus afflicted for a God | Q2 |
And ocean too with all its solemn noise | R2 |
Has from thy sceptre pass'd and all the air | E |
Is emptied of thine hoary majesty | K |
Thy thunder conscious of the new command | U |
Rumbles reluctant o'er our fallen house | S2 |
And thy sharp lightning in unpractised hands | T2 |
Scorches and burns our once serene domain | K2 |
O aching time O moments big as years | U2 |
All as ye pass swell out the monstrous truth | V2 |
And press it so upon our weary griefs | U2 |
That unbelief has not a space to breathe | W2 |
Saturn sleep on O thoughtless why did I | X2 |
Thus violate thy slumbrous solitude | Y2 |
Why should I ope thy melancholy eyes | U2 |
Saturn sleep on while at thy feet I weep | Z2 |
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As when upon a tranced summer night | A3 |
Those green rob'd senators of mighty woods | U2 |
Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars | U2 |
Dream and so dream all night without a stir | B3 |
Save from one gradual solitary gust | C3 |
Which comes upon the silence and dies off | D3 |
As if the ebbing air had but one wave | E3 |
So came these words and went the while in tears | U2 |
She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground | P |
Just where her fallen hair might be outspread | P |
A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet | P |
One moon with alteration slow had shed | P |
Her silver seasons four upon the night | P |
And still these two were postured motionless | U2 |
Like natural sculpture in cathedral cavern | F3 |
The frozen God still couchant on the earth | R |
And the sad Goddess weeping at his feet | P |
Until at length old Saturn lifted up | J2 |
His faded eyes and saw his kingdom gone | G3 |
And all the gloom and sorrow ofthe place | U2 |
And that fair kneeling Goddess and then spake | M2 |
As with a palsied tongue and while his beard | P |
Shook horrid with such aspen malady | P |
O tender spouse of gold Hyperion | G2 |
Thea I feel thee ere I see thy face | U2 |
Look up and let me see our doom in it | P |
Look up and tell me if this feeble shape | H3 |
Is Saturn's tell me if thou hear'st the voice | U2 |
Of Saturn tell me if this wrinkling brow | I3 |
Naked and bare of its great diadem | J3 |
Peers like the front of Saturn Who had power | B3 |
To make me desolate Whence came the strength | K3 |
How was it nurtur'd to such bursting forth | L3 |
While Fate seem'd strangled in my nervous grasp | M3 |
But it is so and I am smother'd up | J2 |
And buried from all godlike exercise | U2 |
Of influence benign on planets pale | A |
Of admonitions to the winds and seas | U2 |
Of peaceful sway above man's harvesting | P2 |
And all those acts which Deity supreme | N3 |
Doth ease its heart of love in I am gone | G3 |
Away from my own bosom I have left | P |
My strong identity my real self | E2 |
Somewhere between the throne and where I sit | P |
Here on this spot of earth Search Thea search | O3 |
Open thine eyes eterne and sphere them round | P |
Upon all space space starr'd and lorn of light | P |
Space region'd with life air and barren void | P |
Spaces of fire and all the yawn of hell | P3 |
Search Thea search and tell me if thou seest | P |
A certain shape or shadow making way | G |
With wings or chariot fierce to repossess | U2 |
A heaven he lost erewhile it must it must | P |
Be of ripe progress Saturn must be King | P2 |
Yes there must be a golden victory | P |
There must be Gods thrown down and trumpets blown | D |
Of triumph calm and hymns of festival | Q3 |
Upon the gold clouds metropolitan | G2 |
Voices of soft proclaim and silver stir | B3 |
Of strings in hollow shells and there shall be | P |
Beautiful things made new for the surprise | U2 |
Of the sky children I will give command | P |
Thea Thea Thea where is Saturn | F3 |
This passion lifted him upon his feet | P |
And made his hands to struggle in the air | E |
His Druid locks to shake and ooze with sweat | P |
His eyes to fever out his voice to cease | U2 |
He stood and heard not Thea's sobbing deep | Z2 |
A little time and then again he snatch'd | P |
Utterance thus But cannot I create | P |
Cannot I form Cannot I fashion forth | L3 |
Another world another universe | U2 |
To overbear and crumble this to nought | P |
Where is another Chaos Where That word | P |
Found way unto Olympus and made quake | M2 |
The rebel three Thea was startled up | J2 |
And in her bearing was a sort of hope | R3 |
As thus she quick voic'd spake yet full of awe | S3 |
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This cheers our fallen house come to our friends | U2 |
O Saturn come away and give them heart | P |
I know the covert for thence came I hither | B3 |
Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she went | P |
With backward footing through the shade a space | U2 |
He follow'd and she turn'd to lead the way | G |
Through aged boughs that yielded like the mist | P |
Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nest | P |
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Meanwhile in other realms big tears were shed | P |
More sorrow like to this and such like woe | V |
Too huge for mortal tongue or pen of scribe | T3 |
The Titans fierce self hid or prison bound | P |
Groan'd for the old allegiance once more | J |
And listen'd in sharp pain for Saturn's voice | U2 |
But one of the whole mammoth brood still kept | P |
His sov'reigny and rule and majesy | U2 |
Blazing Hyperion on his orbed fire | B3 |
Still sat still snuff'd the incense teeming up | J2 |
From man to the sun's God yet unsecure | B3 |
For as among us mortals omens drear | B3 |
Fright and perplex so also shuddered he | P |
Not at dog's howl or gloom bird's hated screech | U3 |
Or the familiar visiting of one | G2 |
Upon the first toll of his passing bell | P3 |
Or prophesyings of the midnight lamp | V3 |
But horrors portion'd to a giant nerve | W3 |
Oft made Hyperion ache His palace bright | P |
Bastion'd with pyramids of glowing gold | P |
And touch'd with shade of bronzed obelisks | U2 |
Glar'd a blood red through all its thousand courts | U2 |
Arches and domes and fiery galleries | U2 |
And all its curtains of Aurorian clouds | U2 |
Flush'd angerly while sometimes eagles' wings | U2 |
Unseen before by Gods or wondering men | Z |
Darken'd the place and neighing steeds were heard | P |
Not heard before by Gods or wondering men | Z |
Also when he would taste the spicy wreaths | U2 |
Of incense breath'd aloft from sacred hills | U2 |
Instead of sweets his ample palate took | X3 |
Savor of poisonous brass and metal sick | Y3 |
And so when harbor'd in the sleepy west | P |
After the full completion of fair day | G |
For rest divine upon exalted couch | Z3 |
And slumber in the arms of melody | P |
He pac'd away the pleasant hours of ease | U2 |
With stride colossal on from hall to hall | A4 |
While far within each aisle and deep recess | U2 |
His winged minions in close clusters stood | P |
Amaz'd and full offear like anxious men | Z |
Who on wide plains gather in panting troops | U2 |
When earthquakes jar their battlements and towers | U2 |
Even now while Saturn rous'd from icy trance | U2 |
Went step for step with Thea through the woods | U2 |
Hyperion leaving twilight in the rear | B3 |
Came slope upon the threshold of the west | P |
Then as was wont his palace door flew ope | V3 |
In smoothest silence save what solemn tubes | U2 |
Blown by the serious Zephyrs gave of sweet | P |
And wandering sounds slow breathed melodies | U2 |
And like a rose in vermeil tint and shape | V3 |
In fragrance soft and coolness to the eye | X2 |
That inlet to severe magnificence | U2 |
Stood full blown for the God to enter in | B4 |
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He enter'd but he enter'd full of wrath | C4 |
His flaming robes stream'd out beyond his heels | U2 |
And gave a roar as if of earthly fire | B3 |
That scar'd away the meek ethereal Hours | U2 |
And made their dove wings tremble On he flared | P |
From stately nave to nave from vault to vault | P |
Through bowers of fragrant and enwreathed light | P |
And diamond paved lustrous long arcades | U2 |
Until he reach'd the great main cupola | D4 |
There standing fierce beneath he stampt his foot | P |
And from the basements deep to the high towers | U2 |
Jarr'd his own golden region and before | B3 |
The quavering thunder thereupon had ceas'd | P |
His voice leapt out despite of godlike curb | E4 |
To this result O dreams of day and night | P |
O monstrous forms O effigies of pain | K2 |
O spectres busy in a cold cold gloom | F4 |
O lank eared phantoms of black weeded pools | U2 |
Why do I know ye why have I seen ye why | X2 |
Is my eternal essence thus distraught | P |
To see and to behold these horrors new | G4 |
Saturn is fallen am I too to fall | A4 |
Am I to leave this haven of my rest | P |
This cradle of my glory this soft clime | F4 |
This calm luxuriance of blissful light | P |
These crystalline pavilions and pure fanes | U2 |
Of all my lucent empire It is left | P |
Deserted void nor any haunt of mine | H4 |
The blaze the splendor and the symmetry | P |
I cannot see but darkness death and darkness | U2 |
Even here into my centre of repose | U2 |
The shady visions come to domineer | B3 |
Insult and blind and stifle up my pomp | V3 |
Fall No by Tellus and her briny robes | U2 |
Over the fiery frontier of my realms | U2 |
I will advance a terrible right arm | F4 |
Shall scare that infant thunderer rebel Jove | W3 |
And bid old Saturn take his throne again | Z |
He spake and ceas'd the while a heavier threat | P |
Held struggle with his throat but came not forth | L3 |
For as in theatres of crowded men | Z |
Hubbub increases more they call out Hush | I4 |
So at Hyperion's words the phantoms pale | A |
Bestirr'd themselves thrice horrible and cold | P |
And from the mirror'd level where he stood | P |
A mist arose as from a scummy marsh | J4 |
At this through all his bulk an agony | P |
Crept gradual from the feet unto the crown | K4 |
Like a lithe serpent vast and muscular | B3 |
Making slow way with head and neck convuls'd | P |
From over strained might Releas'd he fled | P |
To the eastern gates and full six dewy hours | U2 |
Before the dawn in season due should blush | I4 |
He breath'd fierce breath against the sleepy portals | U2 |
Clear'd them of heavy vapours burst them wide | P |
Suddenly on the ocean's chilly streams | U2 |
The planet orb of fire whereon he rode | P |
Each day from east to west the heavens through | G4 |
Spun round in sable curtaining of clouds | U2 |
Not therefore veiled quite blindfold and hid | P |
But ever and anon the glancing spheres | U2 |
Circles and arcs and broad belting colure | G4 |
Glow'd through and wrought upon the muffling dark | L4 |
Sweet shaped lightnings from the nadir deep | V3 |
Up to the zenith hieroglyphics old | P |
Which sages and keen eyed astrologers | U2 |
Then living on the earth with laboring thought | P |
Won from the gaze of many centuries | U2 |
Now lost save what we find on remnants huge | M4 |
Of stone or rnarble swart their import gone | G3 |
Their wisdom long since fled Two wings this orb | N4 |
Possess'd for glory two fair argent wings | U2 |
Ever exalted at the God's approach | O4 |
And now from forth the gloom their plumes immense | U2 |
Rose one by one till all outspreaded were | G4 |
While still the dazzling globe maintain'd eclipse | U2 |
Awaiting for Hyperion's command | P |
Fain would he have commanded fain took throne | D |
And bid the day begin if but for change | P4 |
He might not No though a primeval God | P |
The sacred seasons might not be disturb'd | P |
Therefore the operations of the dawn | G3 |
Stay'd in their birth even as here 'tis told | P |
Those silver wings expanded sisterly | A |
Eager to sail their orb the porches wide | P |
Open'd upon the dusk demesnes of night | P |
And the bright Titan phrenzied with new woes | U2 |
Unus'd to bend by hard compulsion bent | P |
His spirit to the sorrow of the time | F4 |
And all along a dismal rack of clouds | U2 |
Upon the boundaries of day and night | P |
He stretch'd himself in grief and radiance faint | P |
There as he lay the Heaven with its stars | U2 |
Look'd down on him with pity and the voice | U2 |
Of Coelus from the universal space | U2 |
Thus whisper'd low and solemn in his ear | G4 |
O brightest of my children dear earth born | B |
And sky engendered son of mysteries | U2 |
All unrevealed even to the powers | U2 |
Which met at thy creating at whose joys | U2 |
And palpitations sweet and pleasures soft | P |
I Coelus wonder how they came and whence | U2 |
And at the fruits thereof what shapes they be | P |
Distinct and visible symbols divine | H4 |
Manifestations of that beauteous life | W3 |
Diffus'd unseen throughout eternal space | U2 |
Of these new form'd art thou O brightest child | P |
Of these thy brethren and the Goddesses | U2 |
There is sad feud among ye and rebellion | G2 |
Of son against his sire I saw him fall | A |
I saw my first born tumbled from his throne | D |
To me his arms were spread to me his voice | U2 |
Found way from forth the thunders round his head | P |
Pale wox I and in vapours hid my face | U2 |
Art thou too near such doom vague fear there is | U2 |
For I have seen my sons most unlike Gods | U2 |
Divine ye were created and divine | H4 |
In sad demeanour solemn undisturb'd | P |
Unruffled like high Gods ye liv'd and ruled | P |
Now I behold in you fear hope and wrath | C4 |
Actions of rage and passion even as | U2 |
I see them on the mortal world beneath | Q4 |
In men who die This is the grief O son | G2 |
Sad sign of ruin sudden dismay and fall | A |
Yet do thou strive as thou art capable | A |
As thou canst move about an evident God | P |
And canst oppose to each malignant hour | G4 |
Ethereal presence I am but a voice | U2 |
My life is but the life of winds and tides | U2 |
No more than winds and tides can I avail | A |
But thou canst Be thou therefore in the van | R4 |
Of circumstance yea seize the arrow's barb | S4 |
Before the tense string murmur To the earth | R |
For there thou wilt find Saturn and his woes | U2 |
Meantime I will keep watch on thy bright sun | G2 |
And of thy seasons be a careful nurse | U2 |
Ere half this region whisper had come down | K4 |
Hyperion arose and on the stars | U2 |
Lifted his curved lids and kept them wide | P |
Until it ceas'd and still he kept them wide | P |
And still they were the same bright patient stars | U2 |
Then with a slow incline of his broad breast | P |
Like to a diver in the pearly seas | U2 |
Forward he stoop'd over the airy shore | G4 |
And plung'd all noiseless into the deep night | P |
John Keats
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