A Reed Shaken With The Wind Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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| Not for you and me the path | B |
| Winding through the shadowless | C |
| Fields of morning's dewiness | C |
| Where the brook that hurries hath | B |
| Laughter lighter than a boy's | C |
| Where recurrent odors poise | C |
| Romp like with irreverent tresses | C |
| In the sun and birds and boughs | C |
| Build a music haunted house | C |
| For the winds to hang their dresses | C |
| Whisper silken rustling in | D |
| Ours a path that led unto | E |
| Twilight regions gray with dew | E |
| Where moon vapors gathered thin | D |
| Over acres sisterless | C |
| Of all healthy beauty where | F |
| Fungus growths made sad the air | F |
| With a phantom like caress | C |
| Under darkness and strange stars | C |
| To the sorrow silenced bars | C |
| Of a dubious forestland | E |
| Where the wood scents seemed to stand | E |
| And the sounds on either hand | E |
| Clad like sleep's own servitors | C |
| In the shadowy livery | G |
| Of the ancient house of dreams | C |
| That before us fitfully | G |
| With white intermittent gleams | C |
| Of its pale lamped windows shone | H |
| Echoing with the dim unknown | H |
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| II | A |
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| To say to hope Take all from me | G |
| And grant me naught | E |
| The rose the song the melody | G |
| The word the thought | E |
| Then all my life bid me be slave | I |
| Is all I crave | I |
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| To say to time Be true to me | G |
| Nor grant me less | C |
| The dream the sigh the memory | G |
| The heart's distress | C |
| Then unto death set me a task | J |
| Is all I ask | J |
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| III | A |
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| I came to you when eve was young | K |
| And where the park went downward to | E |
| The river and among the dew | E |
| One vesper moment lit and sung | K |
| A bird your eyes said something dear | L |
| How sweet it was to walk with you | E |
| How with our souls we seemed to hear | M |
| The darkness coming with its stars | C |
| How calm the moon sloped up her sphere | L |
| Of fire filled pearl through passive bars | C |
| Of clouds that berged the tender east | E |
| While all the dark inanimate | E |
| Of nature woke initiate | E |
| With th' moon's arrival something ceased | E |
| In nature's soul she stood again | N |
| Another self that seemed t' have been | D |
| Dormant suppressed and so unseen | O |
| All day a life unknown and strange | P |
| And dream suggestive that had lain | Q |
| Masked on with light within the range | P |
| Of thought but unrevealed till now | R |
| It was the hour of love And you | E |
| With downward eyes and pensive brow | R |
| Among the moonlight and the dew | E |
| Although no word of love was spoken | S |
| Heard the sweet night's confession broken | S |
| Of something here that spoke in me | G |
| A love depth made inaudible | T |
| Save to your soul that answered well | U |
| With eyes replying silently | G |
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| IV | I |
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| Fair you are as a rose is fair | F |
| There where the shadows dew it | E |
| And the deeps of your brown brown hair | F |
| Sweet as the cloud that lingers there | F |
| With the sunset's auburn through it | E |
| Eyes of azure and throat of snow | V |
| Tell me what my heart would know | V |
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| Every dream I dream of you | E |
| Has a love thought in it | E |
| And a hope a kiss or two | E |
| Something dear and something true | E |
| Telling me each minute | E |
| With three words it whispers clear | L |
| What my heart from you would hear | M |
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| V | I |
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| Summer came the days grew kind | E |
| With increasing favors deep | W |
| Were the nights with rest and sleep | W |
| Fair with poppies intertwined | E |
| On their blonde locks dreamy hours | C |
| Sunny hearted as the rose | C |
| Went among the banded flowers | C |
| Teaching them how no one knows | C |
| Fresher color and perfume | X |
| In the window of your room | X |
| Bloomed a rich azalea Pink | Y |
| As an egret's rosy plumes | C |
| Shone its tender tufted blooms | C |
| From your care and love I think | Y |
| Love's rose color it did drink | Y |
| Growing rosier day by day | E |
| Of your 'tending hand's caress | C |
| And your own dear naturalness | C |
| Had imbued it in some way | E |
| Once you gave a blossom of it | E |
| Smiling to me when I left | E |
| Need I tell you how I love it | E |
| Faded though it is now Reft | E |
| Of its fragrance and its color | Z |
| Yet 'tis dearer now than then | N |
| As past happiness is when | N |
| We regret And dimmer duller | Z |
| Though its beauty be when I | A |
| Look upon it I recall | A2 |
| Every part of that old wall | A2 |
| And the dingy window high | A |
| Where you sat and read and all | A2 |
| The fond love that made your face | C |
| A soft sunbeam in that place | C |
| And the plant that grew this bloom | X |
| Withered here itself long dead | E |
| Makes a halo overhead | E |
| There again and through my room | X |
| Like faint whispers of perfume | X |
| Steal the words of love then said | E |
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| VI | A |
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| All of my love I send to you | E |
| I send to you | E |
| On thoughts like paths that wend to you | E |
| Here in my heart's glad garden | S |
| Wherein its lovely warden | S |
| Your face a lily seeming | B2 |
| Is dreaming | B2 |
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| All of my life I bring to you | E |
| I bring to you | E |
| In deeds like birds that sing to you | E |
| Here in my soul's sweet valley | I |
| Wherethrough most musically | I |
| Your love a fountain glistens | C |
| And listens | C |
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| My love my life how blessed in you | E |
| How blessed in you | E |
| Whose thoughts whose deeds find rest in you | E |
| Here on my self's dark ocean | S |
| Whereo'er in heavenly motion | S |
| Your soul a star abideth | B |
| And guideth | B |
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| VII | A |
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| Where the old Kentucky wound | E |
| Through the land its stream between | O |
| Hills of primitive forest green | O |
| Like a goodly belt around | E |
| Giant breasts of grandeur with | B |
| Many an unknown Indian myth | B |
| On the boat we steamed The land | E |
| Like an hospitable hand | E |
| Welcomed us Alone we sat | E |
| On the under deck and saw | C |
| Farm house and plantation draw | C |
| Near and vanish 'Neath your hat | E |
| Your young eyes laughed and your hair | F |
| Blown about them by the air | F |
| Of our passage clung and curled | E |
| Music and the summer moon | C2 |
| And the hills' great shadows hewn | C2 |
| Out of silence and the tune | C2 |
| Of the whistle when we whirled | E |
| Round a moonlit bend in sight of | A |
| Some lone landing heaped with hay | E |
| Or tobacco where the light of | A |
| One dim solitary lamp | D2 |
| Signaled through the evening's damp | D2 |
| Then a bell and dusky gray | E |
| Shuffling figures on the shore | E2 |
| With the cable rugged forms | C |
| On the gang plank backs and arms | C |
| With their cargo bending o'er | Z |
| And the burly mate before | E2 |
| Then an iron bell and puff | A |
| Of escaping steam and out | E |
| Where the stream is wheel whipped rough | A |
| Music and a parting shout | E |
| From the shore the pilot's bell | U |
| Beating on the deck below | V |
| Then the steady quivering slow | V |
| Smooth advance again Until | F2 |
| Twinkling lights beyond us tell | U |
| There's a lock or little town | G2 |
| Clasped between a hill and hill | F2 |
| Where the blue grass fields slope down | G2 |
| So we went That summer time | H2 |
| Lingers with me like a rhyme | H2 |
| Learned for dreamy beauty of | A |
| Its old fashioned faith and love | A |
| In some musing moment sith | B |
| Heart associated with | B |
| Joy that moment's quiet bore | E2 |
| Thought repeated evermore | E2 |
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| VIII | A |
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| Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
| Music at whose fountain's brink | Y |
| Still he stoops his face to drink | Y |
| Seeing as the wave is drawn | J2 |
| His own image rise and sink | Y |
| Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
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| Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
| Odor whose red roses wreathe | B |
| His bright brow that shines beneath | B |
| Hearing as each bud is blown | H |
| His own spirit breathe and breathe | B |
| Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
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| Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
| Color to whose rainbow he | I |
| Lifts his dark eyes burningly | F2 |
| Feeling as the wild hues dawn | J2 |
| His own immortality | I |
| Three sweet things love lives upon | I2 |
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| IX | C |
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| Memories of other days | C |
| With the whilom happiness | C |
| Rise before my musing gaze | C |
| In the twilight And your dress | C |
| Seems beside me like a haze | C |
| Shimmering white as when we went | E |
| 'Neath the star strewn firmament | E |
| Love led with impatient feet | E |
| Down the night that summer sweet | E |
| Sparkled o'er the lamp lit street | E |
| Every look love gave us then | N |
| Comes before my eyes again | N |
| Making music for my heart | E |
| On that path that grew for us | C |
| Roses red and amorous | C |
| On that path from which oft start | E |
| Out of recollected places | C |
| With remembered forms and faces | C |
| Dreams love's ardent hands have woven | S |
| In my life's dark tapestry | I |
| Beckoning soft and shadowy | I |
| To the soul And o'er the cloven | S |
| Gulf of time I seem to hear | M |
| Words once whispered in the ear | M |
| Calling as might friends long dead | E |
| With familiar voices deep | W |
| Speak to those who lie asleep | W |
| Comforting So I was led | E |
| Backward to forgotten things | C |
| Contiguities that spread | E |
| Sudden unremembered wings | C |
| And across my mind's still blue | F2 |
| From the nest they fledged in flew | F2 |
| Dazzling shapes affection knew | F2 |
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| X | C |
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| Ah over full my heart is | C |
| Of sadness and of pain | S |
| As a rose flower in the garden | S |
| The dull dusk fills with rain | S |
| As a blown red rose that shivers | C |
| And bends to the wind and rain | S |
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| So give me thy hands and speak me | I |
| As once in the days of yore | E2 |
| When love spoke sweetly to us | C |
| The love that speaks no more | E2 |
| The sound of thy voice may help him | K2 |
| To speak in our hearts once more | E2 |
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| Ah over grieved my soul is | C |
| And tired and sick for sleep | W |
| As a poppy bloom that withers | C |
| Forgotten where reapers reap | W |
| As a harvested poppy flower | Z |
| That dies where reapers reap | W |
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| So bend to my face and kiss me | I |
| As once in the days of yore | E2 |
| When the touch of thy lips was magic | L2 |
| That restored to life once more | E2 |
| The thought of thy kiss which awakens | C |
| To life that love once more | E2 |
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| XI | I |
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| Sitting often I have oh | V |
| Often have desired you so | V |
| Yearned to kiss you as I did | E |
| When your love to me you gave | A |
| In the moonlight by the wave | A |
| And a long impetuous kiss | C |
| Pressed upon your mouth that chid | E |
| And upon each dewy lid | E |
| That all passion shaken I | A |
| With love language will address | C |
| Each dear thing I know you by | A |
| Picture needle work or frame | M2 |
| Each suggestive in the same | M2 |
| Perfume of past happiness | C |
| Till meseems the ways we knew | F2 |
| Now again I tread with you | F2 |
| From the oldtime tryst and there | F |
| Feel the pressure of your hair | F |
| Cool and easy on my cheek | N2 |
| And your breath's aroma bare | F |
| Hand upon my arm as weak | N2 |
| As a lily on a stream | O2 |
| And your eyes that gaze at me | I |
| With the sometime witchery | F |
| To my inmost spirit speak | N2 |
| And remembered ecstacy | C |
| Sweeps my soul again I seem | O2 |
| Dreaming yet I do not dream | O2 |
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| XII | C |
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| When day dies lone forsaken | S |
| And joy is kissed asleep | W |
| When doubt's gray eyes awaken | S |
| And love with music taken | S |
| From hearts with sighings shaken | S |
| Sits in the dusk to weep | W |
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| With ghostly lifted finger | F |
| What memory then shall rise | C |
| Of dark regret the bringer | F |
| To tell the sorrowing singer | F |
| Of days whose echoes linger | F |
| Till dawn unstars the skies | C |
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| When night is gone and beaming | B2 |
| Faith journeys forth to toil | F2 |
| When hope's blue eyes wake gleaming | B2 |
| And life is done with dreaming | B2 |
| The dreams that seem but seeming | B2 |
| Within the world's turmoil | F2 |
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| Can we forget the presence | C |
| Of death who walks unseen | S |
| Whose scythe casts shadowy crescents | C |
| Around life's glittering essence | C |
| As lessens slowly lessens | C |
| The space that lies between | S |
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| XIII | C |
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| Bland was that October day | E |
| Calm and balmy as the spring | B2 |
| When we went a forest way | E |
| 'Neath paternal beeches gray | E |
| To a valleyed opening | B2 |
| Where the purple aster flowered | E |
| And like torches shadow held | E |
| Red the fiery sumach towered | E |
| And where gum trees sentineled | E |
| Vistas robed in gold and garnet | E |
| Ripe the thorny chestnut shelled | E |
| Its brown plumpness Bee and hornet | E |
| Droned around us quick the cricket | E |
| Tireless in the wood rose thicket | E |
| Tremoloed and to the wind | E |
| All its moon spun silver casting | B2 |
| Swung the milk weed pod unthinned | E |
| And its clean flame on the sod | E |
| By the fading golden rod | E |
| Burned the white life everlasting | B2 |
| It was not so much the time | H2 |
| Nor the place nor way we went | E |
| That made all our moods to rhyme | H2 |
| Nor the season's sentiment | E |
| As it was the innocent | E |
| Carefree childhood of our hearts | C |
| Reading each expression of | A |
| Death and care as life and love | A |
| That impression joy imparts | C |
| Unto others and retorts | C |
| On itself which then made glad | E |
| All the sorrow of decay | E |
| As the memory of that day | E |
| Makes this day of spring now sad | E |
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| XIV | A |
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| The balsam breathed petunias | C |
| Hang riven of the rain | S |
| And where the tiger lily was | C |
| Now droops a tawny stain | S |
| While in the twilight's purple pause | C |
| Earth dreams of Heaven again | S |
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| When one shall sit and sigh | A |
| And one lie all alone | S |
| Beneath the unseen sky | A |
| Whose love shall then deny | A |
| Whose love atone | S |
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| With ragged petals round its pod | E |
| The rain wrecked poppy dies | C |
| And where the hectic rose did nod | E |
| A crumbled crimson lies | C |
| While distant as the dreams of God | E |
| The stars slip in the skies | C |
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| When one shall lie asleep | W |
| And one be dead and gone | S |
| Within the unknown deep | W |
| Shall we the trysts then keep | W |
| That now are done | S |
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| XV | A |
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| Holding both your hands in mine | S |
| Often have we sat together | F |
| While outside the boisterous weather | F |
| Hung the wild wind on the pine | S |
| Like a black marauder and | E |
| With a sudden warning hand | E |
| At the casement rapped The night | E |
| Read no sentiment of light | E |
| Starbeam syllabled within | S |
| Her romance of death and sin | S |
| Shadow chaptered tragicly | F2 |
| Looking in your eyes ah me | I |
| Though I heard I did not heed | E |
| What the night read unto us | C |
| Threatening and ominous | C |
| For love helped my heart to read | E |
| Forward through unopened pages | C |
| To a coming day that held | E |
| More for us than all the ages | C |
| Past that it epitomized | E |
| In its sentence where we spelled | E |
| What our present realized | E |
| Only all the love that was | C |
| Past and yet to be for us | C |
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| XVI | A |
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| 'Though in the garden gray with dew | E |
| All life lies withering | B2 |
| And there's no more to say or do | E |
| No more to sigh or sing | B2 |
| Yet go we back the ways we knew | E |
| When buds were opening | B2 |
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| Perhaps we shall not search in vain | S |
| Within its wreck and gloom | X |
| 'Mid roses ruined of the rain | S |
| There still may live one bloom | X |
| One flower whose heart may still retain | S |
| The long lost soul perfume | X |
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| And then perhaps will come to us | C |
| The dreams we dreamed before | F |
| And song who spoke so beauteous | C |
| Will speak to us once more | F |
| And love with eyes all amorous | C |
| Will ope again his door | F |
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| So 'though the garden's gray with dew | E |
| And flowers are withering | B2 |
| And there's no more to say or do | E |
| No more to sigh or sing | B2 |
| Yet go we back the ways we knew | E |
| When buds were opening | B2 |
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| XVII | A |
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| Looking on the desolate street | E |
| Where the March snow drifts and drives | C |
| Trodden black of hurrying feet | E |
| Where the athlete storm wind strives | C |
| With each tree and dangling light | E |
| Centers sphered with glittering white | E |
| Hissing in the dancing snow | V |
| Backward in my soul I go | V |
| To that tempest haunted night | E |
| Of two autumns past when we | I |
| Hastening homeward were o'ertaken | V |
| Of the storm and 'neath a tree | I |
| With its wild leaves whisper shaken | V |
| Sheltered us in that forsaken | V |
| Sad and ancient cemetery | I |
| Where folk came no more to bury | I |
| Haggard grave stones mossed and crumbled | E |
| Tottered 'round us or o'ertumbled | E |
| In their sunken graves and some | P2 |
| Urned and obelisked above | A |
| Iron fenced in tombs stood dumb | P2 |
| Records of forgotten love | A |
| And again I see the west | E |
| Yawning inward to its core | F |
| Of electric spasmed ore | F |
| Swiftly without pause or rest | E |
| And a great wind sweeps the dust | E |
| Up abandoned sidewalks and | E |
| In the rotting trees the gust | E |
| Shouts again a voice that would | E |
| Make its gaunt self understood | E |
| Moaning over death's lean land | E |
| And we sat there hand in hand | E |
| On the granite where we read | E |
| By the leaping skies o'erhead | E |
| Something of one young and dead | E |
| Yet the words begot no fear | F |
| In our souls you leaned your cheek | N2 |
| Smiling on mine very near | F |
| Were our lips we did not speak | N2 |
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| XVIII | A |
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| And suddenly alone I stood | E |
| With scared eyes gazing through the wood | E |
| For some still sign of ill or good | E |
| To lead me from the solitude | E |
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| The day was at its twilighting | N2 |
| One cloud o'erhead spread a vast wing | N2 |
| Of rosy thunder vanishing | N2 |
| Above the far hills' mystic ring | N2 |
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| Some stars shone timidly o'erhead | E |
| And toward the west's cadaverous red | E |
| Like some wild dream that haunts the dead | E |
| In limbo the lean moon was led | E |
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| Upon the sad debatable | F2 |
| Vague lands of twilight slowly fell | F2 |
| A silence that I knew too well | F2 |
| A sorrow that I can not tell | F2 |
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| What way to take what path to go | N2 |
| Whether into the east's gray glow | N2 |
| Or where the west burnt red and low | N2 |
| What road to choose I did not know | N2 |
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| So hesitating there I stood | E |
| Lost in my soul's uncertain wood | E |
| One sign I craved of ill or good | E |
| To lead me from its solitude | E |
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| XIX | C |
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| It was autumn and a night | E |
| Full of whispers and of mist | E |
| With a gray moon wanly whist | E |
| Hanging like a phantom light | E |
| O'er the hills We stood among | N2 |
| Windy fields of weed and flower | F |
| Where the withered seed pod hung | N2 |
| And the chill leaf crickets sung | N2 |
| Melancholy was the hour | F |
| With the mystery and loneness | C |
| Of the year that seemed to look | N2 |
| On its own departed face | C |
| As our love then in its oneness | C |
| All its dead past did retrace | C |
| And from that sad moment took | N2 |
| Presage of approaching parting | N2 |
| Sorrowful the hour and dark | N2 |
| Low among the trees now starting | N2 |
| Now concealed a star's pale spark | N2 |
| Like a fen fire winked and lured | E |
| On to shuddering shadows where | F |
| All was doubtful unassured | E |
| Immaterial and the bare | F |
| Facts of unideal day | E |
| Changed to substance such as dreams | C |
| And meseemed then far away | E |
| Farther than remotest gleams | C |
| Of the stars lost separated | E |
| And estranged and out of reach | Q2 |
| Grew our lives away from each | Q2 |
| Loving lives that long had waited | E |
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| XX | C |
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| There is no gladness in the day | E |
| Now you're away | E |
| Dull is the morn the noon is dull | F2 |
| Once beautiful | F2 |
| And when the evening fills the skies | C |
| With dusky dyes | C |
| With tired eyes and tired heart | E |
| I sit alone I sigh apart | E |
| And wish for you | E |
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| Ah darker now the night comes on | V |
| Since you are gone | V |
| Sad are the stars the moon is sad | E |
| Once wholly glad | E |
| And when the stars and moon are set | E |
| And earth lies wet | E |
| With heart's regret and soul's hard ache | R2 |
| I dream alone I lie awake | R2 |
| And wish for you | E |
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| These who once spake me speak no more | F |
| Now all is o'er | F |
| Day hath forgot the language of | A |
| Its hopes of love | A |
| Night whose sweet lips were burdensome | P2 |
| With dreams is dumb | P2 |
| Far different from what used to be | I |
| With silence and despondency | I |
| They speak to me | I |
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| XXI | I |
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| So it ends the path that crept | E |
| Through a land all slumber kissed | E |
| Where the sickly moonlight slept | E |
| Like a pale antagonist | E |
| Now the star that led us onward | E |
| Reassuring with its light | E |
| Fails and falters dipping downward | E |
| Leaves us wandering in night | E |
| With old doubts we once disdained | E |
| So it ends The woods attained | E |
| Where our heart's desire builded | E |
| A fair temple fire gilded | E |
| With hope's marble shrine within | V |
| Where the lineaments of our love | A |
| Shone with lilies clad and crowned | E |
| 'Neath white columns reared above | A |
| Sorrow and her sister sin | V |
| Columns rose and ribbon wound | E |
| In the forest we have found | E |
| But a ruin All around | E |
| Lie the shattered capitals | I |
| And vast fragments of the walls | I |
| Like a climbing cloud that plies | I |
| Wind wrecked o'er the moon that lies | I |
| 'Neath its blackness taking on | V |
| Gradual certainties of wan | V |
| Soft assaults of easy white | E |
| Pale approaching till the skies' | I |
| Emptiness and hungry night | E |
| Claim its bulk again while she | I |
| Rides in lonely purity | I |
| So we found our temple broken | V |
| And a musing moment's space | I |
| Love whose latest word was spoken | V |
| Seemed to meet us face to face | I |
| Making bright that ruined place | I |
| With a strange effulgence then | V |
| Passed and left all black again | V |
Madison Julius Cawein
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