Disenchantment Of Death. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABAB CDCDCD EFEFEF GHGHGH IJIJIJ KLKLKL KMKMKM NOPOPO QRSRQR KTKUKT

Hush She is dead Tread gently as the lightA
Foots dim the weary room Thou shalt beholdB
Look In death's ermine pomp of awful whiteA
Pale passion of pulseless slumber virgin coldB
Bold beautiful youth proud as heroic MightA
Death and how death hath made it vastly oldB
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Old earth she is now energy of birthC
Glad wings hath fledged and tried them suddenlyD
The eyes that held have freed their narrow mirthC
Their sparks of spirit which made this to beD
Shine fixed in rarer jewels not of earthC
Far Fairylands beyond some silent seaD
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A sod is this whence what were once those eyesE
Will grow blue wild flowers in what happy airF
Some weed with flossy blossoms will surpriseE
Haply what summer with her affluent hairF
Blush roses bask those cheeks and the wise skiesE
Will know her dryad to what young oak fairF
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The chastity of death hath touched her soG
No dreams of life can reach her in such restH
No dreams the mind exhausted here belowG
Sleep built within the romance of her breastH
How she will sleep like musick quickening slowG
Dark the dead germs to golden life caressedH
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Low musick thin as winds that lyre the grassI
Smiting thro' red roots harpings and the soundJ
Of elfin revels when the wild dews glassI
Globes of concentric beauty on the groundJ
For showery clouds o'er tepid nights that passI
The prayer in harebells and faint foxgloves crownedJ
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So if she's dead thou know'st she is not deadK
Disturb her not she lies so lost in sleepL
The too contracted soul its shell hath fledK
Her presence drifts about us and the deepL
Is yet unvoyaged and she smiles o'erheadK
Weep not nor sigh thou wouldst not have her weepL
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To principles of passion and of prideK
To trophied circumstance and specious lawM
Stale saws of life with scorn now flung asideK
From Mercy's throne and Justice would'st thou drawM
Her Hope in Hope and Chastity's pale brideK
In holiest love of holy without flawM
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The anguish of the living mercilessN
Mad bitter cruelty unto the graveO
Wrings the dear dead with tenfold heart's distressP
Earth chaining love bound by the lips that raveO
If thou hast sorrow let thy sorrow blessP
That power of death of death our selfless slaveO
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Unjust He is not for hast thou not allQ
All that thou ever hadst when this dull clayR
So heartless blasted now flushed spiritualS
A restless vassal of Earth's night and dayR
This hath been thine and is the cosmic callQ
Hath disenchanted that which might not stayR
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Thou unjust bar not from its high estateK
Won with what toil thro' devastating caresT
What bootless battling with the violent FateK
What mailed endeavor with resistless yearsU
That soul whole hearted granted once thy mateK
Heaven only loaned return it not with tearsT

Madison Julius Cawein



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