Hyperion: Book Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Just at the self same beat of Time's wide wings	A
Hyperion slid into the rustled air	B
And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad place	C
Where Cybele and the bruised Titans mourn'd	D
It was a den where no insulting light	E
Could glimmer on their tears where their own groans	F
They felt but heard not for the solid roar	G
Of thunderous waterfalls and torrents hoarse	H
Pouring a constant bulk uncertain where	B
Crag jutting forth to crag and rocks that seem'd	I
Ever as if just rising from a sleep	J
Forehead to forehead held their monstrous horns	K
And thus in thousand hugest phantasies	K
Made a fit roofing to this nest of woe	L
Instead of thrones hard flint they sat upon	M
Couches of rugged stone and slaty ridge	N
Stubborn'd with iron All were not assembled	O
Some chain'd in torture and some wandering	P
Caus and Gyges and Briareus	K
Typhon and Dolor and Porphyrion	M
With many more the brawniest in assault	Q
Were pent in regions of laborious breath	R
Dungeon'd in opaque element to keep	J
Their clenched teeth still clench'd and all their limbs	K
Lock'd up like veins of metal crampt and screw'd	S
Without a motion save of their big hearts	K
Heaving in pain and horribly convuls'd	S
With sanguine feverous boiling gurge of pulse	K
Mnemosyne was straying in the world	S
Far from her moon had Phoebe wandered	S
And many else were free to roam abroad	S
But for the main here found they covert drear	B
Scarce images of life one here one there	B
Lay vast and edgeways like a dismal cirque	T
Of Druid stones upon a forlorn moor	B
When the chill rain begins at shut of eve	U
In dull November and their chancel vault	S
The Heaven itself is blinded throughout night	S
Each one kept shroud nor to his neighbour gave	V
Or word or look or action of despair	B
Creus was one his ponderous iron mace	K
Lay by him and a shatter'd rib of rock	W
Told of his rage ere he thus sank and pined	S
Iapetus another in his grasp	X
A serpent's plashy neck its barbed tongue	Y
Squeez'd from the gorge and all its uncurl'd length	Z
Dead and because the creature could not spit	S
Its poison in the eyes of conquering Jove	V
Next Cottus prone he lay chin uppermost	S
As though in pain for still upon the flint	S
He ground severe his skull with open mouth	A2
And eyes at horrid working Nearest him	B2
Asia born of most enormous Caf	V
Who cost her mother Tellus keener pangs	K
Though feminine than any of her sons	K
More thought than woe was in her dusky face	K
For she was prophesying of her glory	B
And in her wide imagination stood	S
Palm shaded temples and high rival fanes	K
By Oxus or in Ganges' sacred isles	K
Even as Hope upon her anchor leans	K
So leant she not so fair upon a tusk	C2
Shed from the broadest of her elephants	K
Above her on a crag's uneasy shelve	V
Upon his elbow rais'd all prostrate else	K
Shadow'd Enceladus once tame and mild	S
As grazing ox unworried in the meads	K
Now tiger passion'd lion thoughted wroth	A2
He meditated plotted and even now	M
Was hurling mountains in that second war	B
Not long delay'd that scar'd the younger Gods	K
To hide themselves in forms of beast and bird	S
Not far hence Atlas and beside him prone	M
Phorcus the sire of Gorgons Neighbour'd close	K
Oceanus and Tethys in whose lap	D2
Sobb'd Clymene among her tangled hair	B
In midst of all lay Themis at the feet	S
Of Ops the queen all clouded round from sight	S
No shape distinguishable more than when	M
Thick night confounds the pine tops with the clouds	K
And many else whose names may not be told	S
For when the Muse's wings are air ward spread	S
Who shall delay her flight And she must chaunt	S
Of Saturn and his guide who now had climb'd	S
With damp and slippery footing from a depth	A2
More horrid still Above a sombre cliff	V
Their heads appear'd and up their stature grew	B
Till on the level height their steps found ease	K
Then Thea spread abroad her trembling arms	K
Upon the precincts of this nest of pain	M
And sidelong fix'd her eye on Saturn's face	K
There saw she direst strife the supreme God	S
At war with all the frailty of grief	V
Of rage of fear anxiety revenge	E2
Remorse spleen hope but most of all despair	B
Against these plagues he strove in vain for Fate	S
Had pour'd a mortal oil upon his head	S
A disanointing poison so that Thea	A2
Affrighted kept her still and let him pass	K
First onwards in among the fallen tribe	F2
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As with us mortal men the laden heart	S
Is persecuted more and fever'd more	B
When it is nighing to the mournful house	K
Where other hearts are sick of the same bruise	K
So Saturn as he walk'd into the midst	S
Felt faint and would have sunk among the rest	S
But that he met Enceladus's eye	G2
Whose mightiness and awe of him at once	K
Came like an inspiration and he shouted	S
Titans behold your God at which some groan'd	S
Some started on their feet some also shouted	S
Some wept some wail'd all bow'd with reverence	K
And Ops uplifting her black folded veil	H2
Show'd her pale cheeks and all her forehead wan	M
Her eye brows thin and jet and hollow eyes	K
There is a roaring in the bleak grown pines	K
When Winter lifts his voice there is a noise	K
Among immortals when a God gives sign	M
With hushing finger how he means to load	S
His tongue with the filll weight of utterless thought	S
With thunder and with music and with pomp	I2
Such noise is like the roar of bleak grown pines	K
Which when it ceases in this mountain'd world	S
No other sound succeeds but ceasing here	B
Among these fallen Saturn's voice therefrom	B2
Grew up like organ that begins anew	B
Its strain when other harmonies stopt short	S
Leave the dinn'd air vibrating silverly	H2
Thus grew it up Not in my own sad breast	S
Which is its own great judge and searcher out	S
Can I find reason why ye should be thus	K
Not in the legends of the first of days	K
Studied from that old spirit leaved book	J2
Which starry Uranus with finger bright	S
Sav'd from the shores of darkness when the waves	K
Low ebb'd still hid it up in shallow gloom	B2
And the which book ye know I ever kept	S
For my firm based footstool Ah infirm	B2
Not there nor in sign symbol or portent	S
Of element earth water air and fire	B
At war at peace or inter quarreling	P
One against one or two or three or all	H2
Each several one against the other three	B
As fire with air loud warring when rain floods	K
Drown both and press them both against earth's face	K
Where finding sulphur a quadruple wrath	A2
Unhinges the poor world not in that strife	V
Wherefrom I take strange lore and read it deep	J
Can I find reason why ye should be thus	K
No nowhere can unriddle though I search	K2
And pore on Nature's universal scroll	H2
Even to swooning why ye Divinities	K
The first born of all shap'd and palpable Gods	K
Should cower beneath what in comparison	M
Is untremendous might Yet ye are here	B
O'erwhelm'd and spurn'd and batter'd ye are here	B
O Titans shall I say 'Arise ' Ye groan	M
Shall I say 'Crouch ' Ye groan What can I then	M
O Heaven wide O unseen parent dear	B
What can I Tell me all ye brethren Gods	K
How we can war how engine our great wrath	A2
O speak your counsel now for Saturn's ear	B
Is all a hunger'd Thou Oceanus	K
Ponderest high and deep and in thy face	K
I see astonied that severe content	S
Which comes of thought and musing give us help	L2
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So ended Saturn and the God of the sea	K
Sophist and sage from no Athenian grove	V
But cogitation in his watery shades	K
Arose with locks not oozy and began	M
In murmurs which his first endeavouring tongue	Y
Caught infant like from the far foamed sands	K
O ye whom wrath consumes who passion stung	Y
Writhe at defeat and nurse your agonies	K
Shut up your senses stifle up your ears	K
My voice is not a bellows unto ire	B
Yet listen ye who will whilst I bring proof	V
How ye perforce must be content to stoop	M2
And in the proof much comfort will I give	V
If ye will take that comfort in its truth	A2
We fall by course of Nature's law not force	K
Of thunder or of Jove Great Saturn thou	M
Hast sifted well the atom universe	K
But for this reason that thou art the King	P
And only blind from sheer supremacy	K
One avenue was shaded from thine eyes	K
Through which I wandered to eternal truth	A2
And first as thou wast not the first of powers	K
So art thou not the last it cannot be	K
Thou art not the beginning nor the end	S
From Chaos and parental Darkness came	B2
Light the first fruits of that intestine broil	H2
That sullen ferment which for wondrous ends	K
Was ripening in itself The ripe hour came	B2
And with it Light and Light engendering	P
Upon its own producer forthwith touch'd	S
The whole enormous matter into life	V
Upon that very hour our parentage	N2
The Heavens and the Earth were manifest	S
Then thou first born and we the giant race	K
Found ourselves ruling new and beauteous realms	K
Now comes the pain of truth to whom 'tis pain	M
O folly for to bear all naked truths	K
And to envisage circumstance all calm	B2
That is the top of sovereignty Mark well	H2
As Heaven and Earth are fairer fairer far	B
Than Chaos and blank Darkness though once chiefs	K
And as we show beyond that Heaven and Earth	A2
In form and shape compact and beautiful	H2
In will in action free companionship	O2
And thousand other signs of purer life	V
So on our heels a fresh perfection treads	K
A power more strong in beauty born of us	K
And fated to excel us as we pass	K
In glory that old Darkness nor are we	K
Thereby more conquer'd than by us the rule	H2
Of shapeless Chaos Say doth the dull soil	H2
Quarrel with the proud forests it hath fed	S
And feedeth still more comely than itself	V
Can it deny the chiefdom of green groves	K
Or shall the tree be envious of the dove	V
Because it cooeth and hath snowy wings	K
To wander wherewithal and find its joys	K
We are such forest trees and our fair boughs	K
Have bred forth not pale solitary doves	K
But eagles golden feather'd who do tower	B
Above us in their beauty and must reign	M
In right thereof for 'tis the eternal law	H2
That first in beauty should be first in might	S
Yea by that law another race may drive	V
Our conquerors to mourn as we do now	M
Have ye beheld the young God of the seas	K
My dispossessor Have ye seen his face	K
Have ye beheld his chariot foam'd along	P
By noble winged creatures he hath made	S
I saw him on the calmed waters scud	S
With such a glow of beauty in his eyes	K
That it enforc'd me to bid sad farewell	H2
To all my empire farewell sad I took	P
And hither came to see how dolorous fate	S
Had wrought upon ye and how I might best	S
Give consolation in this woe extreme	B2
Receive the truth and let it be your balm	B2
	-
Whether through pos'd conviction or disdain	M
They guarded silence when Oceanus	K
Left murmuring what deepest thought can tell	H2
But so it was none answer'd for a space	K
Save one whom none regarded Clymene	M
And yet she answer'd not only complain'd	S
With hectic lips and eyes up looking mild	S
Thus wording timidly among the fierce	K
O Father I am here the simplest voice	K
And all my knowledge is that joy is gone	M
And this thing woe crept in among our hearts	K
There to remain for ever as I fear	B
I would not bode of evil if I thought	S
So weak a creature could turn off the help	L2
Which by just right should come of mighty Gods	K
Yet let me tell my sorrow let me tell	H2
Of what I heard and how it made me weep	J
And know that we had parted from all hope	P2
I stood upon a shore a pleasant shore	B
Where a sweet clime was breathed from a land	S
Of fragrance quietness and trees and flowers	K
Full of calm joy it was as I of grief	V
Too full of joy and soft delicious warmth	A2
So that I felt a movement in my heart	S
To chide and to reproach that solitude	S
With songs of misery music of our woes	K
And sat me down and took a mouthed shell	H2
And murmur'd into it and made melody	K
O melody no more for while I sang	P
And with poor skill let pass into the breeze	K
The dull shell's echo from a bowery strand	S
Just opposite an island of the sea	K
There came enchantment with the shifting wind	S
That did both drown and keep alive my ears	K
I threw my shell away upon the sand	S
And a wave fill'd it as my sense was fill'd	S
With that new blissful golden melody	K
A living death was in each gush of sounds	K
Each family of rapturous hurried notes	K
That fell one after one yet all at once	K
Like pearl beads dropping sudden from their string	P
And then another then another strain	M
Each like a dove leaving its olive perch	K2
With music wing'd instead of silent plumes	K
To hover round my head and make me sick	P
Of joy and grief at once Grief overcame	B2
And I was stopping up my frantic ears	K
When past all hindrance of my trembling hands	K
A voice came sweeter sweeter than all tune	M
And still it cried 'Apollo young Apollo	H2
The morning bright Apollo young Apollo '	-
I fled it follow'd me and cried 'Apollo '	-
O Father and O Brethren had ye felt	S
Those pains of mine O Saturn hadst thou felt	S
Ye would not call this too indulged tongue	P
Presumptuous in thus venturing to be heard	S
	-
So far her voice flow'd on like timorous brook	P
That lingering along a pebbled coast	S
Doth fear to meet the sea but sea it met	S
And shudder'd for the overwhelming voice	K
Of huge Enceladus swallow'd it in wrath	A2
The ponderous syllables like sullen waves	K
In the half glutted hollows of reef rocks	K
Came booming thus while still upon his arm	B2
He lean'd not rising from supreme contempt	S
Or shall we listen to the over wise	K
Or to the over foolish Giant Gods	K
Not thunderbolt on thunderbolt till all	H2
That rebel Jove's whole armoury were spent	S
Not world on world upon these shoulders piled	S
Could agonize me more than baby words	K
In midst of this dethronement horrible	H2
Speak roar shout yell ye sleepy Titans all	H2
Do ye forget the blows the buffets vile	H2
Are ye not smitten by a youngling arm	B2
Dost thou forget sham Monarch of the waves	K
Thy scalding in the seas What have I rous'd	S
Your spleens with so few simple words as these	K
O joy for now I see ye are not lost	S
O joy for now I see a thousand eyes	K
Wide glaring for revenge As this he said	S
He lifted up his stature vast and stood	S
Still without intermission speaking thus	K
Now ye are flames I'll tell you how to burn	M
And purge the ether of our enemies	K
How to feed fierce the crooked stings of fire	B
And singe away the swollen clouds of Jove	V
Stifling that puny essence in its tent	S
O let him feel the evil he hath done	M
For though I scorn Oceanus's lore	B
Much pain have I for more than loss of realms	K
The days of peace and slumbrous calm are fled	S
Those days all innocent of scathing war	B
When all the fair Existences of heaven	M
Carne open eyed to guess what we would speak	P
That was before our brows were taught to frown	M
Before our lips knew else but solemn sounds	K
That was before we knew the winged thing	P
Victory might be lost or might be won	M
And be ye mindful that Hyperion	M
Our brightest brother still is undisgraced	S
Hyperion lo his radiance is here	B
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All eyes were on Enceladus's face	K
And they beheld while still Hyperion's name	B2
Flew from his lips up to the vaulted rocks	K
A pallid gleam across his features stern	M
Not savage for he saw full many a God	S
Wroth as himself He look'd upon them all	H2
And in each face he saw a gleam of light	S
But splendider in Saturn's whose hoar locks	K
Shone like the bubbling foam about a keel	H2
When the prow sweeps into a midnight cove	V
In pale and silver silence they remain'd	S
Till suddenly a splendor like the morn	M
Pervaded all the beetling gloomy steeps	K
All the sad spaces of oblivion	M
And every gulf and every chasm old	S
And every height and every sullen depth	A2
Voiceless or hoarse with loud tormented streams	K
And all the everlasting cataracts	K
And all the headlong torrents far and near	B
Mantled before in darkness and huge shade	S
Now saw the light and made it terrible	H2
It was Hyperion a granite peak	P
His bright feet touch'd and there he stay'd to view	V
The misery his brilliance had betray'd	S
To the most hateful seeing of itself	V
Golden his hair of short Numidian curl	H2
Regal his shape majestic a vast shade	S
In midst of his own brightness like the bulk	P
Of Memnon's image at the set of sun	M
To one who travels from the dusking East	S
Sighs too as mournful as that Memnon's harp	Q2
He utter'd while his hands contemplative	V
He press'd together and in silence stood	S
Despondence seiz'd again the fallen Gods	K
At sight of the dejected King of day	S
And many hid their faces from the light	S
But fierce Enceladus sent forth his eyes	K
Among the brotherhood and at their glare	B
Uprose Iapetus and Creus too	V
And Phorcus sea born and together strode	S
To where he towered on his eminence	K
There those four shouted forth old Saturn's name	B2
Hyperion from the peak loud answered Saturn	M
Saturn sat near the Mother of the Gods	K
In whose face was no joy though all the Gods	K
Gave from their hollow throats the name of Saturn	M

John Keats

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