Behind The Veil Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB B CACA A DEFE E GAGA HA GBGB AB GGGG G IJIJ DJ GKGK FK ILIL L BABA AA ABAB B MNIO O DPDP GP DADA QA ABAB GB DARA SA

A PHANTOM to me thou appearestA
But spite of this seeming I knowB
The magical image thou wearestA
Is real as the lilies in blowB
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Is as real and as fair as the fairest of all our fair lilies in blowB
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Not alive to the senses externalC
Of hearing the touch or the sightA
Not aught that would yield to the carnalC
Desire a delusive delightA
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But alive to the spirit art thou and a star to its path day nightA
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Not alive to the outer but innerD
Keen sense of the spirit and whenE
I'm from the world and its din orF
Low chat of most women and menE
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I'm mantled thro' thee in a glory no pencil could portray nor penE
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Then lifted on Rapture's bright pinionsG
I tread the bright zones of the BlestA
I enter the azure dominionsG
Of those who have long been at restA
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From turmoil the strife the opinions by which here the Good areH
opprestA
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Away o'er the gold crested mountainsG
I hie light of foot as the roeB
I drink of the pellucid fountainsG
That flow in the valleys belowB
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And swiftly both valleys and mountains with the deepestA
significance glowB
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Then see I expressed in those valleysG
Then see I enthroned in those hillsG
In dew adorned daffodowndilliesG
And daisies that bloom by the rillsG
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I see one vast Soul and that all is but what that inherent Soul willsG
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Then see I But what serves the visionI
Of music souled bard seer or sageJ
When Bigotry Self SuperstitionI
Unite their fell forces to wageJ
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A war upon Truth Truth divine and when Learning would fetterD
the ageJ
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What what would it be to the nationsG
Did I give what I'd give for Love's sakeK
Would they hark to the blest revelationsG
I'd deem it my duty to makeK
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They'd say I had drank of a potion should doom me to dungeon orF
stakeK
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Yet freely this much may be spokenI
That when from her dungeon of clayL
A bird from its fetterlet brokenI
The soul to the spheres wings awayL
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We find where go not a token of what our learned bigots portrayL
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There find we in joy or in sorrowB
No day without night as we're toldA
No no night on which dawneth no morrowB
But the scrolls of the past are unroll'dA
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And we see as if shown in a mirror each fact there is there toA
unfoldA
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On all can be seen by the spiritA
Around us above or belowB
Nay even the homes we inheritA
Are graced or defaced gloom or glowB
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With merit our merit demerit our joy or shame glory or woeB
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Not in dead pictures merely but livingM
Bright symbols our deed speak and moveN
And we see with the gifts we have givenI
In the God enshrined spirit of loveO
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The least of our sins tho' forgiven can never be cancelled AboveO
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There see we the unborn HereafterD
From out the live Present is bornP
That laughers are reft of their laughterD
The mask from the masker is tornP
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The crafty are whipt by their craft and the scorner is met by hisG
scornP
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We learn this but learn too whateverD
The strength and the hue of our creedA
A good deed's a good deed and neverD
Can other be than a good deedA
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That Destiny's self cannot sever nor keep from the worthy theirQ
meedA
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To clear sighted psychist is grantedA
All this and things deeper to knowB
That in accents of fire should be chantedA
To creed ridden mortals belowB
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Could feelings by which I am haunted be taught in bright numbersG
to flowB
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But of this I despair and I wanderD
With one once a mortal to findA
The marvels we see and their grandeurR
Can never be shown to mankindA
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Till each for himself's learned to ponder and feel the sad fact heS
is blindA

Joseph Skipsey



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