Epilogue To Emblems Of Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDEEFGHHIJKIEAALL MMNNIIOOPCMLMLMLLLLP LPNINIIIIIIIIIGQRRSS LLIILLTUHHCPVVIIWXII ILLINNIIYYLLLLLLNIIN ZZININA2A2NNIRRILLNN NNIIIINN B2PIINNC2D2D2C2BNNNN NEENNWhat shall we do for Love these days | A |
How shall we make an altar blaze | A |
To smite the horny eyes of men | B |
With the renown of our Heaven | C |
And to the unbelievers prove | D |
Our service to our dear god Love | E |
What torches shall we lift above | E |
The crowd that pushes through the mire | F |
To amaze the dark heads with strange fire | G |
I should think I were much to blame | H |
If never I held some fragrant flame | H |
Above the noises of the world | I |
And openly 'mid men's hurrying stares | J |
Worshipt before the sacred fears | K |
That are like flashing curtains furl'd | I |
Across the presence of our lord Love | E |
Nay would that I could fill the gaze | A |
Of the whole earth with some great praise | A |
Made in a marvel for men's eyes | L |
Some tower of glittering masonries | L |
Therein such a spirit flourishing | M |
Men should see what my heart can sing | M |
All that Love hath done to me | N |
Built into stone a visible glee | N |
Marble carried to gleaming height | I |
As moved aloft by inward delight | I |
Not as with toil of chisels hewn | O |
But seeming poised in a mighty tune | O |
For of all those who have been known | P |
To lodge with our kind host the sun | C |
I envy one for just one thing | M |
In Cordova of the Moors | L |
There dwelt a passion minded King | M |
Who set great bands of marble hewers | L |
To fashion his heart's thanksgiving | M |
In a tall palace shapen so | L |
All the wondering world might know | L |
The joy he had of his Moorish lass | L |
His love that brighter and larger was | L |
Than the starry places into firm stone | P |
He sent as if the stone were glass | L |
Fired and into beauty blown | P |
Solemn and invented gravely | N |
In its bulk the fabric stood | I |
Even as Love that trusteth bravely | N |
In its own exceeding good | I |
To be better than the waste | I |
Of time's devices grandly spaced | I |
Seriously the fabric stood | I |
But over it all a pleasure went | I |
Of carven delicate ornament | I |
Wreathing up like ravishment | I |
Mentioning in sculptures twined | I |
The blitheness Love hath in his mind | I |
And like delighted senses were | G |
The windows and the columns there | Q |
Made the following sight to ache | R |
As the heart that did them make | R |
Well I can see that shining song | S |
Flowering there the upward throng | S |
Of porches pillars and windowed walls | L |
Spires like piercing panpipe calls | L |
Up to the roof's snow cloud flight | I |
All glancing in the Spanish light | I |
White as water of arctic tides | L |
Save an amber dazzle on sunny sides | L |
You had said the radiant sheen | T |
Of that palace might have been | U |
A young god's fantasy ere he came | H |
His serious worlds and suns to frame | H |
Such an immortal passion | C |
Quiver'd among the slim hewn stone | P |
And in the nights it seemed a jar | V |
Cut in the substance of a star | V |
Wherein a wine that will be poured | I |
Some time for feasting Heaven was stored | I |
But within this fretted shell | W |
The wonder of Love made visible | X |
The King a private gentle mood | I |
There placed of pleasant quietude | I |
For right amidst there was a court | I |
Where always musk d silences | L |
Listened to water and to trees | L |
And herbage of all fragrant sort | I |
Lavender lad's love rosemary | N |
Basil tansy centaury | N |
Was the grass of that orchard hid | I |
Love's amazements all amid | I |
Jarring the air with rumour cool | Y |
Small fountains played into a pool | Y |
With sound as soft as the barley's hiss | L |
When its beard just sprouting is | L |
Whence a young stream that trod on moss | L |
Prettily rimpled the court across | L |
And in the pool's clear idleness | L |
Moving like dreams through happiness | L |
Shoals of small bright fishes were | N |
In and out weed thickets bent | I |
Perch and carp and sauntering went | I |
With mounching jaws and eyes a stare | N |
Or on a lotus leaf would crawl | Z |
A brinded loach to bask and sprawl | Z |
Tasting the warm sun ere it dipt | I |
Into the water but quick as fear | N |
Back his shining brown head slipt | I |
To crouch on the gravel of his lair | N |
Where the cooled sunbeams broke in wrack | A2 |
Spilt shatter'd gold about his back | A2 |
So within that green veiled air | N |
Within that white walled quiet where | N |
Innocent water thought aloud | I |
Childish prattle that must make | R |
The wise sunlight with laughter shake | R |
On the leafage overbowed | I |
Often the King and his love lass | L |
Let the delicious hours pass | L |
All the outer world could see | N |
Graved and sawn amazingly | N |
Their love's delighted riotise | N |
Fixt in marble for all men's eyes | N |
But only these twain could abide | I |
In the cool peace that withinside | I |
Thrilling desire and passion dwelt | I |
They only knew the still meaning spelt | I |
By Love's flaming script which is | N |
God's word written in ecstasies | N |
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And where is now that palace gone | B2 |
All the magical skill'd stone | P |
All the dreaming towers wrought | I |
By Love as if no more than thought | I |
The unresisting marble was | N |
How could such a wonder pass | N |
Ah it was but built in vain | C2 |
Against the stupid horns of Rome | D2 |
That pusht down into the common loam | D2 |
The loveliness that shone in Spain | C2 |
But we have raised it up again | B |
A loftier palace fairer far | N |
Is ours and one that fears no war | N |
Safe in marvellous walls we are | N |
Wondering sense like builded fires | N |
High amazement of desires | N |
Delight and certainty of love | E |
Closing around roofing above | E |
Our unapproacht and perfect hour | N |
Within the splendours of love's power | N |
Lascelles Abercrombie
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