Fragment Of An 'antigone' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A ABCDEFEG EHIEJKLM IEENEOPQRKS TEGEUVEEEEU WRTRXT W ETYZETZWT T A2B2ETC2TD2TTEEE2OTW ED2F2WG2TT W RTRH T ETWEW H2WI2RH2 WETEEEW ZJ2TTETETHE CHORUS | A |
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Well hath he done who hath seiz'd happiness | A |
For little do the all containing Hours | B |
Though opulent freely give | C |
Who weighing that life well | D |
Fortune presents unpray'd | E |
Declines her ministry and carves his own | F |
And justice not infring'd | E |
Makes his own welfare his unswerv'd from law | G |
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He does well too who keeps that clue the mild | E |
Birth Goddess and the austere Fates first gave | H |
For from the clay when these | I |
Bring him a weeping child | E |
First to the light and mark | J |
A country for him kinsfolk and a home | K |
Unguided he remains | L |
Till the Fates come again alone with death | M |
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In little companies | I |
And our own place once left | E |
Ignorant where to stand or whom to avoid | E |
By city and household group'd we live and many shocks | N |
Our order heaven ordain'd | E |
Must every day endure | O |
Voyages exiles hates dissensions wars | P |
Besides what waste He makes | Q |
The all hated order breaking | R |
Without friend city or home | K |
Death who dissevers all | S |
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Him then I praise who dares | T |
To self selected good | E |
Prefer obedience to the primal law | G |
Which consecrates the ties of blood for these indeed | E |
Are to the Gods a care | U |
That touches but himself | V |
For every day man may be link'd and loos 'd | E |
With strangers but the bond | E |
Original deep inwound | E |
Of blood can he not bind | E |
Nor if Fate binds not bear | U |
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But hush Haemon whom Antigone | W |
Robbing herself of life in burying | R |
Against Creon's law Polynices | T |
Robs of a lov'd bride pale imploring | R |
Waiting her passage | X |
Forth from the palace hitherward comes | T |
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HAEMON | W |
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No no old men Creon I curse not | E |
I weep Thebans | T |
One than Creon crueller far | Y |
For he he at least by slaying her | Z |
August laws doth mightily vindicate | E |
But thou too bold headstrong pitiless | T |
Ah me honourest more than thy lover | Z |
O Antigone | W |
A dead ignorant thankless corpse | T |
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THE CHORUS | T |
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Nor was the love untrue | A2 |
Which the Dawn Goddess bore | B2 |
To that fair youth she erst | E |
Leaving the salt sea beds | T |
And coming flush'd over the stormy frith | C2 |
Of loud Euripus saw | T |
Saw and snatch'd wild with love | D2 |
From the pine dotted spurs | T |
Of Parnes where thy waves | T |
Asopus gleam rock hemm'd | E |
The Hunter of the Tanagraean Field | E |
But him in his sweet prime | E2 |
By severance immature | O |
By Artemis' soft shafts | T |
She though a Goddess born | W |
Saw in the rocky isle of Delos die | E |
Such end o'ertook that love | D2 |
For she desir'd to make | F2 |
Immortal mortal man | W |
And blend his happy life | G2 |
Far from the Gods with hers | T |
To him postponing an eternal law | T |
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HAEMON | W |
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But like me she wroth complaining | R |
Succumb'd to the envy of unkind Gods | T |
And her beautiful arms unclasping | R |
Her fair Youth unwillingly gave | H |
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THE CHORUS | T |
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Nor though enthron'd too high | E |
To fear assault of envious Gods | T |
His belov'd Argive Seer would Zeus retain | W |
From his appointed end | E |
In this our Thebes but when | W |
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His flying steeds came near | H2 |
To cross the steep Ismenian glen | W |
The broad Earth open'd and whelm'd them and him | I2 |
And through the void air sang | R |
At large his enemy's spear | H2 |
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And fain would Zeus have sav'd his tired son | W |
Beholding him where the Two Pillars stand | E |
O'er the sun redden'd Western Straits | T |
Or at his work in that dim lower world | E |
Fain would he have recall'd | E |
The fraudulent oath which bound | E |
To a much feebler wight the heroic man | W |
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But he preferr'd Fate to his strong desire | Z |
Nor did there need less than the burning pile | J2 |
Under the towering Trachis crags | T |
And the Spercheius' vale shaken with groans | T |
And the rous'd Maliac gulph | E |
And scar'd Oetaean snows | T |
To achieve his son's deliverance O my child | E |
Matthew Arnold
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