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The New Sirens - A Palinode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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In the cedar shadow sleeping	A
Where cool grass and fragrant glooms	B
Oft at noon have lur'd me creeping	A
From your darken'd palace rooms	B
I who in your train at morning	A
Stroll'd and sang with joyful mind	C
Heard at evening sounds of warning	A
Heard the hoarse boughs labour in the wind	C
	-
Who are they O pensive Graces	B
For I dream'd they wore your forms	B
Who on shores and sea wash'd places	B
Scoop the shelves and fret the storms	B
Who when ships are that way tending	A
Troop across the flushing sands	B
To all reefs and narrows wending	A
With blown tresses and with beckoning hands	B
	-
Yet I see the howling levels	B
Of the deep are not your lair	D
And your tragic vaunted revels	B
Are less lonely than they were	E
In a Tyrian galley steering	A
From the golden springs of dawn	F
Troops like Eastern kings appearing	A
Stream all day through your enchanted lawn	F
	-
And we too from upland valleys	B
Where some Muse with half curv'd frown	G
Leans her ear to your mad sallies	B
Which the charm'd winds never drown	G
By faint music guided ranging	A
The scar'd glens we wander'd on	H
Left our awful laurels hanging	A
And came heap'd with myrtles to your throne	I
	-
From the dragon warder'd fountains	B
Where the springs of knowledge are	J
From the watchers on the mountains	B
And the bright and morning star	J
We are exiles we are falling	A
We have lost them at your call	K
O ye false ones at your calling	A
Seeking ceil d chambers and a palace hall	K
	-
Are the accents of your luring	A
More melodious than of yore	L
Are those frail forms more enduring	A
Than the charms Ulysses bore	L
That we sought you with rejoicings	B
Till at evening we descry	L
At a pause of Siren voicings	B
These vext branches and this howling sky	M
	-
Oh your pardon The uncouthness	B
Of that primal age is gone	F
And the skin of dazzling smoothness	B
Screens not now a heart of stone	I
Love has flush'd those cruel faces	B
And your slacken'd arms forego	N
The delight of fierce embraces	B
And those whitening bone mounds do not grow	N
	-
'Come ' you say 'the large appearance	B
Of man's labour is but vain	O
And we plead as firm adherence	B
Due to pleasure as to pain '	-
Pointing to some world worn creatures	B
'Come ' you murmur with a sigh	M
'Ah we own diviner features	B
Loftier bearing and a prouder eye	M
	-
'Come ' you say 'the hours are dreary	L
Life is long and will not fade	P
Time is lame and we grow weary	L
In this slumbrous cedarn shade	P
Round our hearts with long caresses	B
With low sighs hath Silence stole	Q
And her load of steaming tresses	B
Weighs like Ossa on the aery soul	Q
	-
'Come ' you say 'the Soul is fainting	A
Till she search and learn her own	I
And the wisdom of man's painting	A
Leaves her riddle half unknown	I
Come ' you say 'the brain is seeking	A
When the princely heart is dead	R
Yet this glean'd when Gods were speaking	A
Rarer secrets than the toiling head	R
	-
'Come ' you say 'opinion trembles	B
Judgement shifts convictions go	N
Life dries up the heart dissembles	B
Only what we feel we know	N
Hath your wisdom known emotions	B
Will it weep our burning tears	B
Hath it drunk of our love potions	B
Crowning moments with the weight of years	B
	-
I am dumb Alas too soon all	K
Man's grave reasons disappear	L
Yet I think at God's tribunal	S
Some large answer you shall hear	L
But for me my thoughts are straying	A
Where at sunrise through the vines	B
On these lawns I saw you playing	A
Hanging garlands on the odorous pines	B
	-
When your showering locks enwound you	T
And your heavenly eyes shone through	T
When the pine boughs yielded round you	T
And your brows were starr'd with dew	T
And immortal forms to meet you	T
Down the statued alleys came	U
And through golden horns to greet you	T
Blew such music as a God may frame	U
	-
Yes I muse And if the dawning	A
Into daylight never grew	T
If the glistering wings of morning	A
On the dry noon shook their dew	T
If the fits of joy were longer	L
Or the day were sooner done	V
Or perhaps if Hope were stronger	L
No weak nursling of an earthly sun	V
Pluck pluck cypress O pale maidens	B
Dusk the hall with yew	T
	-
But a bound was set to meetings	B
And the sombre day dragg'd on	H
And the burst of joyful greetings	B
And the joyful dawn were gone	F
For the eye was fill'd with gazing	A
And on raptures follow calms	B
And those warm locks men were praising	A
Droop'd unbraided on your listless arms	B
	-
Storms unsmooth'd your folded valleys	B
And made all your cedars frown	G
Leaves are whirling in the alleys	B
Which your lovers wander'd down	G
Sitting cheerless in your bowers	B
The hands propping the sunk head	R
Do they gall you the long hours	B
And the hungry thought that must be fed	R
	-
Is the pleasure that is tasted	W
Patient of a long review	T
Will the fire joy hath wasted	W
Mus'd on warm the heart anew	T
Or are those old thoughts returning	A
Guests the dull sense never knew	T
Stars set deep yet inly burning	A
Germs your untrimm'd Passion overgrew	L
	-
Once like me you took your station	V
Watchers for a purer fire	L
But you droop'd in expectation	V
And you wearied in desire	L
When the first rose flush was steeping	A
All the frore peak's awful crown	G
Shepherds say they found you sleeping	A
In a windless valley further down	G
	-
Then you wept and slowly raising	A
Your doz'd eyelids sought again	X
Half in doubt they say and gazing	A
Sadly back the seats of men	X
Snatch'd an earthly inspiration	V
From some transient human Sun	V
And proclaim'd your vain ovation	V
For the mimic raptures you had won	V
Pluck pluck cypress O pale maidens	B
Dusk the hall with yew	T
	-
With a sad majestic motion	V
With a stately slow surprise	B
From their earthward bound devotion	V
Lifting up your languid eyes	B
Would you freeze my louder boldness	B
Dumbly smiling as you go	A
One faint frown of distant coldness	B
Flitting fast across each marble brow	L
	-
Do I brighten at your sorrow	A
O sweet Pleaders doth my lot	Y
Find assurance in to morrow	A
Of one joy which you have not	Y
O speak once and let my sadness	B
And this sobbing Phrygian strain	O
Sham'd and baffled by your gladness	B
Blame the music of your feasts in vain	O
	-
Scent and song and light and flowers	B
Gust on gust the hoarse winds blow	A
Come bind up those ringlet showers	B
Roses for that dreaming brow	L
Come once more that ancient lightness	B
Glancing feet and eager eyes	B
Let your broad lamps flash the brightness	B
Which the sorrow stricken day denies	B
	-
Through black depths of serried shadows	B
Up cold aisles of buried glade	P
In the mist of river meadows	B
Where the looming kine are laid	P
From your dazzled windows streaming	A
From the humming festal room	Z
Deep and far a broken gleaming	A
Reels and shivers on the ruffled gloom	Z
	-
Where I stand the grass is glowing	A
Doubtless you are passing fair	L
But I hear the north wind blowing	A
And I feel the cold night air	L
Can I look on your sweet faces	B
And your proud heads backward thrown	I
From this dusk of leaf strewn places	B
With the dumb woods and the night alone	I
	-
But indeed this flux of guesses	B
Mad delight and frozen calms	B
Mirth to day and vine bound tresses	B
And to morrow folded palms	B
Is this all this balanc'd measure	L
Could life run no easier way	A2
Happy at the noon of pleasure	L
Passive at the midnight of dismay	A2
	-
But indeed this proud possession	V
This far reaching magic chain	O
Linking in a mad succession	V
Fits of joy and fits of pain	O
Have you seen it at the closing	A
Have you track'd its clouded ways	B
Can your eyes while fools are dozing	A
Drop with mine adown life's latter days	B
	-
When a dreary light is wading	A
Through this waste of sunless greens	B
When the flashing lights are fading	A
On the peerless cheek of queens	B
When the mean shall no more sorrow	A
And the proudest no more smile	B2
While the dawning of the morrow	A
Widens slowly westward all that while	B2
	-
Then when change itself is over	L
When the slow tide sets one way	A2
Shall you find the radiant lover	L
Even by moments of to day	A2
The eye wanders faith is failing	A
O loose hands and let it be	L
Proudly like a king bewailing	A
O let fall one tear and set us free	L
	-
All true speech and large avowal	B2
Which the jealous soul concedes	B
All man's heart which brooks bestowal	B2
All frank faith which passion breeds	B
These we had and we gave truly	B2
Doubt not what we had we gave	C2
False we were not nor unruly	B2
Lodgers in the forest and the cave	C2
	-
Long we wander'd with you feeding	A
Our sad souls on your replies	B
In a wistful silence reading	A
All the meaning of your eyes	B
By moss border'd statues sitting	A
By well heads in summer days	B
But we turn our eyes are flitting	A
See the white east and the morning rays	B
	-
And you too O weeping Graces	B
Sylvan Gods of this fair shade	P
Is there doubt on divine faces	B
Are the happy Gods dismay'd	P
Can men worship the wan features	B
The sunk eyes the wailing tone	I
Of unspher'd discrown d creatures	B
Souls as little godlike as their own	I
	-
Come loose hands The wing d fleetness	B
Of immortal feet is gone	F
And your scents have shed their sweetness	B
And your flowers are overblown	I
And your jewell'd gauds surrender	L
Half their glories to the day	A2
Freely did they flash their splendour	L
Freely gave it but it dies away	A2
	-
In the pines the thrush is waking	A
Lo yon orient hill in flames	B
Scores of true love knots are breaking	A
At divorce which it proclaims	B
When the lamps are pal'd at morning	A
Heart quits heart and hand quits hand	D2
Cold it that unlovely dawning	A
Loveless rayless joyless you shall stand	D2
	-
Strew no more red roses maidens	B
Leave the lilies in their dew	T
Pluck pluck cypress O pale maidens	B
Dusk O dusk the hall with yew	T
Shall I seek that I may scorn her	L
Her I lov'd at eventide	T
Shall I ask what faded mourner	L
Stands at daybreak weeping by my side	T
Pluck pluck cypress O pale maidens	B
Dusk the hall with yew	T