Ode To Psyche Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEFEGHIG GIJGGKKLGLG MDMNIOIOGPGP QRQKGSTGIOGPGP IGIGUVUVWXIYIYGIGIO Goddess hear these tuneless numbers wrung | A |
By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear | B |
And pardon that thy secrets should be sung | A |
Even into thine own soft conched ear | C |
Surely I dreamt to day or did I see | D |
The winged Psyche with awaken'd eyes | E |
I wander'd in a forest thoughtlessly | F |
And on the sudden fainting with surprise | E |
Saw two fair creatures couched side by side | G |
In deepest grass beneath the whisp'ring roof | H |
Of leaves and trembled blossoms where there ran | I |
A brooklet scarce espied | G |
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Mid hush'd cool rooted flowers fragrant eyed | G |
Blue silver white and budded Tyrian | I |
They lay calm breathing on the bedded grass | J |
Their arms embraced and their pinions too | G |
Their lips touch'd not but had not bade adieu | G |
As if disjoined by soft handed slumber | K |
And ready still past kisses to outnumber | K |
At tender eye dawn of aurorean love | L |
The winged boy I knew | G |
But who wast thou O happy happy dove | L |
His Psyche true | G |
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O latest born and loveliest vision far | M |
Of all Olympus' faded hierarchy | D |
Fairer than Ph oe be's sapphire region'd star | M |
Or Vesper amorous glow worm of the sky | N |
Fairer than these though temple thou hast none | I |
Nor altar heap'd with flowers | O |
Nor virgin choir to make delicious moan | I |
Upon the midnight hours | O |
No voice no lute no pipe no incense sweet | G |
From chain swung censer teeming | P |
No shrine no grove no oracle no heat | G |
Of pale mouth'd prophet dreaming | P |
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O brightest though too late for antique vows | Q |
Too too late for the fond believing lyre | R |
When holy were the haunted forest boughs | Q |
Holy the air the water and the fire | K |
Yet even in these days so far retir'd | G |
From happy pieties thy lucent fans | S |
Fluttering among the faint Olympians | T |
I see and sing by my own eyes inspir'd | G |
So let me be thy choir and make a moan | I |
Upon the midnight hours | O |
Thy voice thy lute thy pipe thy incense sweet | G |
From swinged censer teeming | P |
Thy shrine thy grove thy oracle thy heat | G |
Of pale mouth'd prophet dreaming | P |
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Yes I will be thy priest and build a fane | I |
In some untrodden region of my mind | G |
Where branched thoughts new grown with pleasant pain | I |
Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind | G |
Far far around shall those dark cluster'd trees | U |
Fledge the wild ridged mountains steep by steep | V |
And there by zephyrs streams and birds and bees | U |
The moss lain Dryads shall be lull'd to sleep | V |
And in the midst of this wide quietness | W |
A rosy sanctuary will I dress | X |
With the wreath'd trellis of a working brain | I |
With buds and bells and stars without a name | Y |
With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign | I |
Who breeding flowers will never breed the same | Y |
And there shall be for thee all soft delight | G |
That shadowy thought can win | I |
A bright torch and a casement ope at night | G |
To let the warm Love in | I |
John Keats
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