In Memory Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBBCCB DEDEDE A FGGFFGGF DHDHDH A IJJIIJJI GKGKGKI | A |
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Serene and beautiful and very wise | B |
Most erudite in curious Grecian lore | C |
You lay and read your learned books and bore | C |
A weight of unshed tears and silent sighs | B |
The song within your heart could never rise | B |
Until love bade it spread its wings and soar | C |
Nor could you look on Beauty's face before | C |
A poet's burning mouth had touched your eyes | B |
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Love is made out of ecstasy and wonder | D |
Love is a poignant and accustomed pain | E |
It is a burst of Heaven shaking thunder | D |
It is a linnet's fluting after rain | E |
Love's voice is through your song above and under | D |
And in each note to echo and remain | E |
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II | A |
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Because Mankind is glad and brave and young | F |
Full of gay flames that white and scarlet glow | G |
All joys and passions that Mankind may know | G |
By you were nobly felt and nobly sung | F |
Because Mankind's heart every day is wrung | F |
By Fate's wild hands that twist and tear it so | G |
Therefore you echoed Man's undying woe | G |
A harp Aeolian on Life's branches hung | F |
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So did the ghosts of toiling children hover | D |
About the piteous portals of your mind | H |
Your eyes that looked on glory could discover | D |
The angry scar to which the world was blind | H |
And it was grief that made Mankind your lover | D |
And it was grief that made you love Mankind | H |
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III | A |
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Before Christ left the Citadel of Light | I |
To tread the dreadful way of human birth | J |
His shadow sometimes fell upon the earth | J |
And those who saw it wept with joy and fright | I |
Thou art Apollo than the sun more bright | I |
They cried Our music is of little worth | J |
But thrill our blood with thy creative mirth | J |
Thou god of song thou lord of lyric might | I |
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O singing pilgrim who could love and follow | G |
Your lover Christ through even love's despair | K |
You knew within the cypress darkened hollow | G |
The feet that on the mountain are so fair | K |
For it was Christ that was your own Apollo | G |
And thorns were in the laurel on your hair | K |
Joyce Kilmer
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