The Silent Melody Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDECC FGFGCC HIHICC JKJKLL MNMNOO PHQHRR STSTII UVUVWW MUMUQP

BRING me my broken harp he saidA
We both are wrecks but as ye willB
Though all its ringing tones have fledA
Their echoes linger round it stillB
It had some golden strings I knowC
But that was long how long agoC
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I cannot see its tarnished goldD
I cannot hear its vanished toneE
Scarce can my trembling fingers holdD
The pillared frame so long their ownE
We both are wrecks awhile agoC
It had some silver strings I knowC
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But on them Time too long has playedF
The solemn strain that knows no changeG
And where of old my fingers strayedF
The chords they find are new and strangeG
Yes iron strings I know I knowC
We both are wrecks of long agoC
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We both are wrecks a shattered pairH
Strange to ourselves in time's disguiseI
What say ye to the lovesick airH
That brought the tears from Marian's eyesI
Ay trust me under breasts of snowC
Hearts could be melted long agoC
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Or will ye hear the storm song's crashJ
That from his dreams the soldier wokeK
And bade him face the lightning flashJ
When battle's cloud in thunder brokeK
Wrecks nought but wrecks the time was whenL
We two were worth a thousand menL
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And so the broken harp they bringM
With pitying smiles that none could blameN
Alas there's not a single stringM
Of all that filled the tarnished frameN
But see like children overjoyedO
His fingers rambling through the voidO
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I clasp thee Ay mine ancient lyreP
Nay guide my wandering fingers ThereH
They love to dally with the wireQ
As Isaac played with Esan's hairH
Hush ye shall hear the famous tuneR
That Marina called the Breath of JuneR
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And so they softly gather roundS
Rapt in his tuneful trance he seemsT
His fingers move but not a soundS
A silence like the song of dreamsT
There ye have heard the air he criesI
That brought the tears from Marina's eyesI
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Ah smile not at his fond conceitU
Nor deem his fancy wrought in vainV
To him the unreal sounds are sweetU
No discord mars the silent strainV
Scored on life's latest starlit pageW
The voiceless melody of ageW
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Sweet are the lips of all that singM
When Nature's music breathes unsoughtU
But never yet could voice or stringM
So truly shape our tenderest thoughtU
As when by life's decaying fireQ
Our fingers sweep the stringless lyreP

Oliver Wendell Holmes



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