Music Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFDF GHIGJI GKLKGL MNOPN QRQR STSU VWVGX YZYZ A2B2C2A2B2 D2DE2DF2E2| I LISTEN to the accents of the silver corded harp | A |
| And tho' aweary of the darts at me by malice hurl'd | B |
| Aflying goes life's shuttle and aflying woof and warp | C |
| A renovated soul I seek to renovate the world | B |
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| As spring is to the brooklet bound in winter's icy chain | D |
| As showers are to the blossoms parched by summer's | E |
| hottest breath | F |
| As sleep is to the body bow'd by toil and rack'd by pain | D |
| So is music to this heart to whom the jars of life are death | F |
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| The bonds in which I'm bound are broken by its magic power | G |
| And pent up founts of feeling flow in looks and acts that | H |
| please | I |
| And refreshened as the lily is refreshened by the shower | G |
| The soul from trouble freed in turn the frame from trouble | J |
| frees | I |
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| Nay not freed alone from trouble not alone by pleasure | G |
| fill'd | K |
| Not alone to strength of body and to peace of mind restored | L |
| I'm thrill'd and by a feeling that the ancients may have thrill'd | K |
| When they sang the golden truths and taught what later | G |
| times ignored | L |
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| Taught by the glamour under which I labour bright and clear | M |
| Become to me the darkest legends of an elder day | N |
| And so called myths thus said or sung by bards illumined | O |
| wear | P |
| The colours which the True itself and not the False array | N |
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| 'Tis said that to the Amphionic song sun like up rose | Q |
| The Hundred Gated City and howe'er this be I know | R |
| At music's touch a tower girt citadel my spirit glows | Q |
| Thro' whose illumined corridors no hydra doubt may go | R |
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| Not mine to under go what under went Arion yet | S |
| From out a darker sea the waters of affliction caught | T |
| And on a brighter than a Tenarian shore I'm set | S |
| To marvel at the miracle a melody has wrought | U |
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| Not mine Orpheus like the gift to strike the lyre and chant | V |
| What from another Pluto had another captive charmed | W |
| But mine to know a lesser gift has made despair to grant | V |
| What Pluto's gruesome regions had a place of pleasure | G |
| form'd | X |
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| Nay not a feeler merely but an actor keen am I | Y |
| Empower'd to seize the harp of life and from its cords to bring | Z |
| An anthem such as had compelled Apollo's self to sigh | Y |
| And wrung from him the palm Marsyas tried in vain to wring | Z |
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| Away into the regions of delight and what is more | A2 |
| Away into the regions of the inner life I'm borne | B2 |
| To learn how Nature at one birth both light and music | C2 |
| bore | A2 |
| And how the planets danced and sung upon Creation's morn | B2 |
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| At this the giddy world may laugh their jibes are spent in | D2 |
| vain | D |
| I stand above and far above the arrows at me flung | E2 |
| So chant I music fired and whatever worth my strain | D |
| For men of brain not stocks and stones and men of soul | F2 |
| 'tis sung | E2 |
Joseph Skipsey
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