Epilogue To Emblems Of Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDEEFGHHIJKIEAALL MMNNIIOOPCMLMLMLLLLP LPNINIIIIIIIIIGQRRSS LLIILLTUHHCPVVIIWXII ILLINNIIYYLLLLLLNIIN ZZININA2A2NNIRRILLNN NNIIIINN B2PIINNC2D2D2C2BNNNN NEENN| What 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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