Resurgam Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAAABBAAAABCCAADCEA AAACEAAAFFGEA CCAAAA HEHIHIE JCJC AACCCCInto the darkness and the deeps | A |
My thoughts have strayed where silence dwells | A |
Where the old world encrypted sleeps | A |
Myriads of forms in myriad cells | A |
Of dead and inorganic things | A |
That neither live nor move nor grow | B |
Nor any change of atoms know | B |
That have neither legs nor arms nor wings | A |
That have neither heads nor mouths nor stings | A |
That have neither roots nor leaves nor stems | A |
To hold up flowers like diadems | A |
Growing out of the ground below | B |
But which hold instead | C |
The cycles dead | C |
And out of their stony and gloomy folds | A |
Shape out new moulds | A |
For a new race begun | D |
Shutting within dark pages furled | C |
As in a vast herbarium | E |
The flowers and balms | A |
The pines and palms | A |
The ferns and cones | A |
All turned to stones | A |
Of all the unknown elder world | C |
As in a wonderful museum | E |
Ranged in its myriad mummy shelves | A |
Insects and worms | A |
All lower forms | A |
Of fin and scale | F |
Of gnat and whale | F |
Fish bird and the monstrous mastodon | G |
The fabulous megatherium | E |
And men themselves | A |
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Ah what life is here compressed | C |
Frozen into endless rest | C |
Down through springing blades and spires | A |
Down through mines and crypts and caves | A |
Still graves on graves and graves on graves | A |
Down to earth's most central fires | A |
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The morning stars sang at their birth | H |
In the first beginnings of time | E |
What voice of dolour or of mirth | H |
At their last funeral made moan | I |
Ashes to ashes earth to earth | H |
And stone to stone | I |
Chanting the liturgy sublime | E |
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What matter in that doom's day book | J |
Their place is fixed their names are writ | C |
Each in its individual nook | J |
God's eye beholds remembers it | C |
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When the slow moving centuries | A |
Have lapsed in the former eternities | A |
When the day is come which we see not yet | C |
When the sea gives up its dead | C |
And the thrones are set | C |
These books shall be opened and read | C |
Kate Seymour Maclean
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