Musa Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBBCC DDEEEFF GGHHHHH HHIIIJJ KKHHHHH HHHHHLL MMNNNHH OOHHHDD PPQQQG

O MY lost beauty hast thou folded quiteA
Thy wings of morning lightA
Beyond those iron gatesB
Where Life crowds hurrying to the haggard FatesB
And Age upon his mound of ashes waitsB
To chill our fiery dreamsC
Hot from the heart of youth plunged in his icy streamsC
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Leave me not fading in these weeds of careD
Whose flowers are silvered hairD
Have I not loved thee longE
Though my young lips have often done thee wrongE
And vexed thy heaven tuned ear with careless songE
Ah wilt thou yet returnF
Bearing thy rose hued torch and bid thine altar burnF
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Come to me I will flood thy silent shrineG
With my soul's sacred wineG
And heap thy marble floorsH
As the wild spice trees waste their fragrant storesH
In leafy islands walled with madreporesH
And lapped in Orient seasH
When all their feathery palms toss plume like in the breezeH
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Come to me thou shalt feed on honeyed wordsH
Sweeter than song of birdsH
No wailing bulbul's throatI
No melting dulcimer's melodious noteI
When o'er the midnight wave its murmurs floatI
Thy ravished sense might sootheJ
With flow so liquid soft with strain so velvet smoothJ
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Thou shalt be decked with jewels like a queenK
Sought in those bowers of greenK
Where loop the clustered vinesH
And the close clinging dulcamara twinesH
Pure pearls of Maydew where the moonlight shinesH
And Summer's fruited gemsH
And coral pendants shorn from Autumn's berried stemsH
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Sit by me drifting on the sleepy wavesH
Or stretched by grass grown gravesH
Whose gray high shouldered stonesH
Carved with old names Life's time worn roll disownsH
Lean lichen spotted o'er the crumbled bonesH
Still slumbering where they layL
While the sad Pilgrim watched to scare the wolf awayL
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Spread o'er my couch thy visionary wingM
Still let me dream and singM
Dream of that winding shoreN
Where scarlet cardinals bloom for me no moreN
The stream with heaven beneath its liquid floorN
And clustering nenupharsH
Sprinkling its mirrored blue like golden chaliced starsH
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Come while their balms the linden blossoms shedO
Come while the rose is redO
While blue eyed Summer smilesH
On the green ripples round yon sunken pilesH
Washed by the moon wave warm from Indian islesH
And on the sultry airD
The chestnuts spread their palms like holy men in prayerD
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Oh for thy burning lips to fire my brainP
With thrills of wild sweet painP
On life's autumnal blastQ
Like shrivelled leaves youth's passion flowers are castQ
Once loving thee we love thee to the lastQ
Behold thy new decked shrineG
And hear once more the voice that breathed 'Forever thine '-

Oliver Wendell Holmes



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