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Fragments Of An Unfinished Drama Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Scene Before the Cavern of the Indian Enchantress	A
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The Enchantress comes forth	B
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Enchantress	A
He came like a dream in the dawn of life	C
He fled like a shadow before its noon	D
He is gone and my peace is turned to strife	C
And I wander and wane like the weary moon	D
O sweet Echo wake	E
And for my sake	E
Make answer the while my heart shall break	E
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But my heart has a music which Echo's lips	A
Though tender and true yet can answer not	F
And the shadow that moves in the soul's eclipse	A
Can return not the kiss by his now forgot	F
Sweet lips he who hath	G
On my desolate path	G
Cast the darkness of absence worse than death	H
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The Enchantress makes her spell she is answered by a Spirit	I
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Spirit	I
Within the silent centre of the earth	J
My mansion is where I have lived insphered	I
From the beginning and around my sleep	K
Have woven all the wondrous imagery	L
Of this dim spot which mortals call the world	I
Infinite depths of unknown elements	A
Massed into one impenetrable mask	M
Sheets of immeasurable fire and veins	A
Of gold and stone and adamantine iron	N
And as a veil in which I walk through Heaven	O
I have wrought mountains seas and waves and clouds	A
And lastly light whose interfusion dawns	A
In the dark space of interstellar air	P
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ANOTHER SCENE	Q
Indian Youth and Lady	L
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Indian	O
And if my grief should still be dearer to me	L
Than all the pleasures in the world beside	I
Why would you lighten it	I
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Lady	L
I offer only	L
That which I seek some human sympathy	L
In this mysterious island	I
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Indian	O
Oh my friend	I
My sister my beloved What do I say	A
My brain is dizzy and I scarce know whether	R
I speak to thee or her	R
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Lady	L
Peace perturbed heart	I
I am to thee only as thou to mine	S
The passing wind which heals the brow at noon	D
And may strike cold into the breast at night	I
Yet cannot linger where it soothes the most	I
Or long soothe could it linger	R
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Indian	O
But you said	I
You also loved	I
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Lady	L
Loved Oh I love Methinks	A
This word of love is fit for all the world	I
And that for gentle hearts another name	T
Would speak of gentler thoughts than the world owns	A
I have loved	I
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Indian	O
And thou lovest not if so	A
Young as thou art thou canst afford to weep	K
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Lady	L
Oh would that I could claim exemption	O
From all the bitterness of that sweet name	T
I loved I love and when I love no more	U
Let joys and grief perish and leave despair	P
To ring the knell of youth He stood beside me	L
The embodied vision of the brightest dream	V
Which like a dawn heralds the day of life	C
The shadow of his presence made my world	I
A Paradise All familiar things he touched	I
All common words he spoke became to me	L
Like forms and sounds of a diviner world	I
He was as is the sun in his fierce youth	W
As terrible and lovely as a tempest	I
He came and went and left me what I am	X
Alas Why must I think how oft we two	Y
Have sate together near the river springs	A
Under the green pavilion which the willow	A
Spreads on the floor of the unbroken fountain	O
Strewn by the nurslings that linger there	P
Over that islet paved with flowers and moss	A
While the musk rose leaves like flakes of crimson snow	A
Showered on us and the dove mourned in the pine	S
Sad prophetess of sorrows not her own	Z
The crane returned to her unfrozen haunt	I
And the false cuckoo bade the spray good morn	A2
And on a wintry bough the widowed bird	I
Hid in the deepest night of ivy leaves	A
Renewed the vigils of a sleepless sorrow	A
I left like her and leaving one like her	R
Alike abandoned and abandoning	B2
Oh unlike her in this the gentlest youth	W
Whose love had made my sorrows dear to him	C2
Even as my sorrow made his love to me	L
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Indian	O
One curse of Nature stamps in the same mould	I
The features of the wretched and they are	D2
As like as violet to violet	I
When memory the ghost their odours keeps	A
Mid the cold relics of abandoned joy	E2
Proceed	I
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Lady	L
He was a simple innocent boy	E2
I loved him well but not as he desired	I
Yet even thus he was content to be	L
A short content for I was	A
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Indian	O
aside	I
God of Heaven	O
From such an islet such a river spring	B2
I dare not ask her if there stood upon it	I
A pleasure dome surmounted by a crescent	I
With steps to the blue water Aloud	I
It may be	L
That Nature masks in life several copies	A
Of the same lot so that the sufferers	A
May feel another's sorrow as their own	Z
And find in friendship what they lost in love	F2
That cannot be yet it is strange that we	L
From the same scene by the same path to this	A
Realm of abandonment But speak your breath	H
Your breath is like soft music your words are	D2
The echoes of a voice which on my heart	I
Sleeps like a melody of early days	A
But as you said	I
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Lady	L
He was so awful yet	I
So beautiful in mystery and terror	R
Calming me as the loveliness of heaven	O
Soothes the unquiet sea and yet not so	A
For he seemed stormy and would often seem	V
A quenchless sun masked in portentous clouds	A
For such his thoughts and even his actions were	R
But he was not of them nor they of him	C2
But as they hid his splendour from the earth	J
Some said he was a man of blood and peril	G2
And steeped in bitter infamy to the lips	A
More need was there I should be innocent	I
More need that I should be most true and kind	I
And much more need that there should be found one	O
To share remorse and scorn and solitude	I
And all the ills that wait on those who do	Y
The tasks of ruin in the world of life	C
He fled and I have followed him	C2
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Indian	O
Such a one	O
Is he who was the winter of my peace	A
But fairest stranger when didst thou depart	I
From the far hills where rise the springs of India	I
How didst thou pass the intervening sea	L
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Lady	L
If I be sure I am not dreaming now	H2
I should not doubt to say it was a dream	V
Methought a star came down from heaven	O
And rested mid the plants of India	I
Which I had given a shelter from the frost	I
Within my chamber There the meteor lay	A
Panting forth light among the leaves and flowers	A
As if it lived and was outworn with speed	I
Or that it loved and passion made the pulse	A
Of its bright life throb like an anxious heart	I
Till it diffused itself and all the chamber	R
And walls seemed melted into emerald fire	R
That burned not in the midst of which appeared	I
A spirit like a child and laughed aloud	I
A thrilling peal of such sweet merriment	I
As made the blood tingle in my warm feet	I
Then bent over a vase and murmuring	B2
Low unintelligible melodies	A
Placed something in the mould like melon seeds	A
And slowly faded and in place of it	I
A soft hand issued from the veil of fire	R
Holding a cup like a magnolia flower	R
And poured upon the earth within the vase	A
The element with which it overflowed	I
Brighter than morning light and purer than	I2
The water of the springs of Himalah	A
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Indian	O
You waked not	I
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Lady	I
Not until my dream became	T
Like a child's legend on the tideless sand	I
Which the first foam erases half and half	J2
Leaves legible At length I rose and went	I
Visiting my flowers from pot to pot and thought	I
To set new cuttings in the empty urns	A
And when I came to that beside the lattice	A
I saw two little dark green leaves	A
Lifting the light mould at their birth and then	K2
I half remembered my forgotten dream	V
And day by day green as a gourd in June	D
The plant grew fresh and thick yet no one knew	Y
What plant it was its stem and tendrils seemed	I
Like emerald snakes mottled and diamonded	I
With azure mail and streaks of woven silver	R
And all the sheaths that folded the dark buds	A
Rose like the crest of cobra di capel	A
Until the golden eye of the bright flower	R
Through the dark lashes of those vein d lids	A
disencumbered of their silent sleep	K
Gazed like a star into the morning light	I
Its leaves were delicate you almost saw	A
The pulses	A
With which the purple velvet flower was fed	I
To overflow and like a poet's heart	I
Changing bright fancy to sweet sentiment	I
Changed half the light to fragrance It soon	D