The Youth Of Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFAGH IJKLMN OPLQRSMTUVWXYZJA2B2C 2D2E2 F2G2KH2I2DLJ2K2WL2YJ 2 SM2WN2LSI2O2G2E QQQP2FQQ2R2OS2T2U2V2 W2QW2QQW2QQW2W2W2QW2 X2 Y2QW2LI2Y2JQY2W2W2QW 2 JZ2LOFQW2QQA3W2 QW2W2B3I2JE| We O Nature depart | A |
| Thou survivest us this | B |
| This I know is the law | C |
| Yes but more than this | B |
| Thou who seest us die | D |
| Seest us change while we live | E |
| Seest our dreams one by one | F |
| Seest our errors depart | A |
| Watchest us Nature throughout | G |
| Mild and inscrutably calm | H |
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| Well for us that we change | I |
| Well for us that the Power | J |
| Which in our morning prime | K |
| Saw the mistakes of our youth | L |
| Sweet and forgiving and good | M |
| Sees the contrition of age | N |
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| Behold O Nature this pair | O |
| See them to night where they stand | P |
| Not with the halo of youth | L |
| Crowning their brows with its light | Q |
| Not with the sunshine of hope | R |
| Not with the rapture of spring | S |
| Which they had of old when they stood | M |
| Years ago at my side | T |
| In this self same garden and said | U |
| 'We are young and the world is ours | V |
| For man is the king of the world | W |
| Fools that these mystics are | X |
| Who prate of Nature but she | Y |
| Has neither beauty nor warmth | Z |
| Nor life nor emotion nor power | J |
| But Man has a thousand gifts | A2 |
| And the generous dreamer invests | B2 |
| The senseless world with them all | C2 |
| Nature is nothing her charm | D2 |
| Lives in our eyes which can paint | E2 |
| Lives in our hearts which can feel ' | - |
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| Thou O Nature wert mute | F2 |
| Mute as of old days flew | G2 |
| Days and years and Time | K |
| With the ceaseless stroke of his wings | H2 |
| Brush'd off the bloom from their soul | I2 |
| Clouded and dim grew their eye | D |
| Languid their heart for Youth | L |
| Quicken'd its pulses no more | J2 |
| Slowly within the walls | K2 |
| Of an ever narrowing world | W |
| They droop'd they grew blind they grew old | L2 |
| Thee and their Youth in thee | Y |
| Nature they saw no more | J2 |
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| Murmur of living | S |
| Stir of existence | M2 |
| Soul of the world | W |
| Make oh make yourselves felt | N2 |
| To the dying spirit of Youth | L |
| Come like the breath of the spring | S |
| Leave not a human soul | I2 |
| To grow old in darkness and pain | O2 |
| Only the living can feel you | G2 |
| But leave us not while we live | E |
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| Here they stand to night | Q |
| Here where this grey balustrade | Q |
| Crowns the still valley behind | Q |
| Is the castled house with its woods | P2 |
| Which shelter'd their childhood the sun | F |
| On its ivied windows a scent | Q |
| From the grey wall'd gardens a breath | Q2 |
| Of the fragrant stock and the pink | R2 |
| Perfumes the evening air | O |
| Their children play on the lawns | S2 |
| They stand and listen they hear | T2 |
| The children's shouts and at times | U2 |
| Faintly the bark of a dog | V2 |
| From a distant farm in the hills | W2 |
| Nothing besides in front | Q |
| The wide wide valley outspreads | W2 |
| To the dim horizon repos'd | Q |
| In the twilight and bath'd in dew | Q |
| Corn field and hamlet and copse | W2 |
| Darkening fast but a light | Q |
| Far off a glory of day | Q |
| Still plays on the city spires | W2 |
| And there in the dusk by the walls | W2 |
| With the grey mist marking its course | W2 |
| Through the silent flowery land | Q |
| On to the plains to the sea | W2 |
| Floats the Imperial Stream | X2 |
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| Well I know what they feel | Y2 |
| They gaze and the evening wind | Q |
| Plays on their faces they gaze | W2 |
| Airs from the Eden of Youth | L |
| Awake and stir in their soul | I2 |
| The Past returns they feel | Y2 |
| What they are alas what they were | J |
| They not Nature are chang'd | Q |
| Well I know what they feel | Y2 |
| Hush for tears | W2 |
| Begin to steal to their eyes | W2 |
| Hush for fruit | Q |
| Grows from such sorrow as theirs | W2 |
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| And they remember | J |
| With piercing untold anguish | Z2 |
| The proud boasting of their youth | L |
| And they feel how Nature was fair | O |
| And the mists of delusion | F |
| And the scales of habit | Q |
| Fall away from their eyes | W2 |
| And they see for a moment | Q |
| Stretching out like the Desert | Q |
| In its weary unprofitable length | A3 |
| Their faded ignoble lives | W2 |
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| While the locks are yet brown on thy head | Q |
| While the soul still looks through thine eyes | W2 |
| While the heart still pours | W2 |
| The mantling blood to thy cheek | B3 |
| Sink O Youth in thy soul | I2 |
| Yearn to the greatness of Nature | J |
| Rally the good in the depths of thyself | E |
Matthew Arnold
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