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 SAA PHANTOM to me thou appearest | A |
But spite of this seeming I know | B |
The magical image thou wearest | A |
Is real as the lilies in blow | B |
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Is as real and as fair as the fairest of all our fair lilies in blow | B |
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Not alive to the senses external | C |
Of hearing the touch or the sight | A |
Not aught that would yield to the carnal | C |
Desire a delusive delight | A |
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But alive to the spirit art thou and a star to its path day night | A |
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Not alive to the outer but inner | D |
Keen sense of the spirit and when | E |
I'm from the world and its din or | F |
Low chat of most women and men | E |
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I'm mantled thro' thee in a glory no pencil could portray nor pen | E |
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Then lifted on Rapture's bright pinions | G |
I tread the bright zones of the Blest | A |
I enter the azure dominions | G |
Of those who have long been at rest | A |
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From turmoil the strife the opinions by which here the Good are | H |
opprest | A |
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Away o'er the gold crested mountains | G |
I hie light of foot as the roe | B |
I drink of the pellucid fountains | G |
That flow in the valleys below | B |
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And swiftly both valleys and mountains with the deepest | A |
significance glow | B |
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Then see I expressed in those valleys | G |
Then see I enthroned in those hills | G |
In dew adorned daffodowndillies | G |
And daisies that bloom by the rills | G |
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I see one vast Soul and that all is but what that inherent Soul wills | G |
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Then see I But what serves the vision | I |
Of music souled bard seer or sage | J |
When Bigotry Self Superstition | I |
Unite their fell forces to wage | J |
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A war upon Truth Truth divine and when Learning would fetter | D |
the age | J |
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What what would it be to the nations | G |
Did I give what I'd give for Love's sake | K |
Would they hark to the blest revelations | G |
I'd deem it my duty to make | K |
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They'd say I had drank of a potion should doom me to dungeon or | F |
stake | K |
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Yet freely this much may be spoken | I |
That when from her dungeon of clay | L |
A bird from its fetterlet broken | I |
The soul to the spheres wings away | L |
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We find where go not a token of what our learned bigots portray | L |
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There find we in joy or in sorrow | B |
No day without night as we're told | A |
No no night on which dawneth no morrow | B |
But the scrolls of the past are unroll'd | A |
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And we see as if shown in a mirror each fact there is there to | A |
unfold | A |
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On all can be seen by the spirit | A |
Around us above or below | B |
Nay even the homes we inherit | A |
Are graced or defaced gloom or glow | B |
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With merit our merit demerit our joy or shame glory or woe | B |
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Not in dead pictures merely but living | M |
Bright symbols our deed speak and move | N |
And we see with the gifts we have given | I |
In the God enshrined spirit of love | O |
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The least of our sins tho' forgiven can never be cancelled Above | O |
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There see we the unborn Hereafter | D |
From out the live Present is born | P |
That laughers are reft of their laughter | D |
The mask from the masker is torn | P |
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The crafty are whipt by their craft and the scorner is met by his | G |
scorn | P |
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We learn this but learn too whatever | D |
The strength and the hue of our creed | A |
A good deed's a good deed and never | D |
Can other be than a good deed | A |
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That Destiny's self cannot sever nor keep from the worthy their | Q |
meed | A |
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To clear sighted psychist is granted | A |
All this and things deeper to know | B |
That in accents of fire should be chanted | A |
To creed ridden mortals below | B |
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Could feelings by which I am haunted be taught in bright numbers | G |
to flow | B |
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But of this I despair and I wander | D |
With one once a mortal to find | A |
The marvels we see and their grandeur | R |
Can never be shown to mankind | A |
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Till each for himself's learned to ponder and feel the sad fact he | S |
is blind | A |
Joseph Skipsey
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