Lamia. Part Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


Love in a hut with water and a crustA
Is Love forgive us cinders ashes dustA
Love in a palace is perhaps at lastB
More grievous torment than a hermit s fastB
That is a doubtful tale from faery landC
Hard for the non elect to understandC
Had Lycius liv d to hand his story downD
He might have given the moral a fresh frownD
Or clench d it quite but too short was their blissE
To breed distrust and hate that make the soft voice hissE
Besides there nightly with terrific glareF
Love jealous grown of so complete a pairF
Hover d and buzz d his wings with fearful roarG
Above the lintel of their chamber doorG
And down the passage cast a glow upon the floorG
For all this came a ruin side by sideH
They were enthroned in the even tideH
Upon a couch near to a curtainingI
Whose airy texture from a golden stringI
Floated into the room and let appearJ
Unveil d the summer heaven blue and clearJ
Betwixt two marble shafts there they reposedH
Where use had made it sweet with eyelids closedH
Saving a tythe which love still open keptH
That they might see each other while they almost sleptH
When from the slope side of a suburb hillK
Deafening the swallow s twitter came a thrillK
Of trumpets Lycius started the sounds fledH
But left a thought a buzzing in his headH
For the first time since first he harbour d inL
That purple lined palace of sweet sinL
His spirit pass d beyond its golden bournM
Into the noisy world almost forswornM
The lady ever watchful penetrantH
Saw this with pain so arguing a wantH
Of something more more than her emperyJ
Of joys and she began to moan and sighN
Because he mused beyond her knowing wellO
That but a moment s thought is passion s passing bellO
Why do you sigh fair creature whisper d heP
Why do you think return d she tenderlyP
You have deserted me where am I nowQ
Not in your heart while care weighs on your browQ
No no you have dismiss d me and I goI
From your breast houseless ay it must be soI
He answer d bending to her open eyesR
Where he was mirror d small in paradiseS
My silver planet both of eve and mornM
Why will you plead yourself so sad forlornM
While I am striving how to fill my heartH
With deeper crimson and a double smartH
How to entangle trammel up and snareJ
Your soul in mine and labyrinth you thereJ
Like the hid scent in an unbudded roseT
Ay a sweet kiss you see your mighty woesT
My thoughts shall I unveil them Listen thenU
What mortal hath a prize that other menU
May be confounded and abash d withalP
But lets it sometimes pace abroad majesticalP
And triumph as in thee I should rejoiceV
Amid the hoarse alarm of Corinth s voiceV
Let my foes choke and my friends shout afarJ
While through the thronged streets your bridal carJ
Wheels round its dazzling spokes The lady s cheekI
Trembled she nothing said but pale and meekI
Arose and knelt before him wept a rainW
Of sorrows at his words at last with painW
Beseeching him the while his hand she wrungI
To change his purpose He thereat was stungI
Perverse with stronger fancy to reclaimX
Her wild and timid nature to his aimX
Besides for all his love in self despiteH
Against his better self he took delightH
Luxurious in her sorrows soft and newY
His passion cruel grown took on a hueY
Fierce and sanguineous as twas possibleP
In one whose brow had no dark veins to swellP
Fine was the mitigated fury likeI
Apollo s presence when in act to strikeI
The serpent Ha the serpent certes sheP
Was none She burnt she lov d the tyrannyP
And all subdued consented to the hourJ
When to the bridal he should lead his paramourJ
Whispering in midnight silence said the youthZ
Sure some sweet name thou hast though by my truthZ
I have not ask d it ever thinking theeP
Not mortal but of heavenly progenyP
As still I do Hast any mortal nameX
Fit appellation for this dazzling frameX
Or friends or kinsfolk on the citied earthA2
To share our marriage feast and nuptial mirthA2
I have no friends said Lamia no not oneB2
My presence in wide Corinth hardly knownC2
My parents bones are in their dusty urnsV
Sepulchred where no kindled incense burnsV
Seeing all their luckless race are dead save meP
And I neglect the holy rite for theeP
Even as you list invite your many guestsV
But if as now it seems your vision restsV
With any pleasure on me do not bidH
Old Apollonius from him keep me hidH
Lycius perplex d at words so blind and blankI
Made close inquiry from whose touch she shrankI
Feigning a sleep and he to the dull shadeH
Of deep sleep in a moment was betray dP
It was the custom then to bring awayD2
The bride from home at blushing shut of dayD2
Veil d in a chariot heralded alongI
By strewn flowers torches and a marriage songI
With other pageants but this fair unknownC2
Had not a friend So being left aloneC2
Lycius was gone to summon all his kinL
And knowing surely she could never winL
His foolish heart from its mad pompousnessV
She set herself high thoughted how to dressV
The misery in fit magnificenceV
She did so but tis doubtful how and whenceV
Came and who were her subtle servitorsV
About the halls and to and from the doorsV
There was a noise of wings till in short spaceV
The glowing banquet room shone with wide arched graceV
A haunting music sole perhaps and loneC2
Supportress of the faery roof made moanC2
Throughout as fearful the whole charm might fadeH
Fresh carved cedar mimicking a gladeH
Of palm and plantain met from either sideH
High in the midst in honour of the brideH
Two palms and then two plantains and so onE2
From either side their stems branch d one to oneB2
All down the aisled place and beneath allP
There ran a stream of lamps straight on from wall to wallP
So canopied lay an untasted feastH
Teeming with odours Lamia regal drestH
Silently paced about and as she wentH
In pale contented sort of discontentH
Mission d her viewless servants to enrichF2
The fretted splendour of each nook and nicheF2
Between the tree stems marbled plain at firstH
Came jasper pannels then anon there burstH
Forth creeping imagery of slighter treesV
And with the larger wove in small intricaciesV
Approving all she faded at self willP
And shut the chamber up close hush d and stillP
Complete and ready for the revels rudeH
When dreadful guests would come to spoil her solitudeH
The day appear d and all the gossip routH
O senseless Lycius Madman wherefore floutH
The silent blessing fate warm cloister d hoursV
And show to common eyes these secret bowersV
The herd approach d each guest with busy brainW
Arriving at the portal gaz d amainW
And enter d marveling for they knew the streetH
Remember d it from childhood all completeH
Without a gap yet ne er before had seenW
That royal porch that high built fair demesneW
So in they hurried all maz d curious and keenW
Save one who look d thereon with eye severeJ
And with calm planted steps walk d in austereJ
Twas Apollonius something too he laugh dH
As though some knotty problem that had daftH
His patient thought had now begun to thawG2
And solve and melt twas just as he foresawG2
He met within the murmurous vestibuleP
His young disciple Tis no common ruleP
Lycius said he for uninvited guestH
To force himself upon you and infestH
With an unbidden presence the bright throngI
Of younger friends yet must I do this wrongI
And you forgive me Lycius blush d and ledH
The old man through the inner doors broad spreadH

John Keats


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