Duino Elegies: The Tenth Elegy Poem Rhyme Scheme

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 89 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

A Guidebook To My Future Friends
by Aditi Mukherjee
Ndihamba Ndisekhona" Chant Beat: Stomp-stomp-clap, Stomp-stomp-clap
by Asher Chipu
Ledige Praatjies
by Asher Chipu
Life Is Working
by Asher Chipu
The Knocking To The Door
by Asher Chipu
Ubizo: What You Are Called To Do
by Asher Chipu
Sum Obsession
by Asher Chipu
Locust
by Asher Chipu
Eden Passing
by Asher Chipu
I Am The Silence
by Asher Chipu

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2415 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)

That some day emerging at last from the terrifying vision	A
I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels	B
That of the clear struck keys of the heart not one may fail	C
to sound because of a loose doubtful or broken string	D
That my streaming countenance may make me more resplendent	E
That my humble weeping change into blossoms	F
Oh how will you then nights of suffering be remembered	G
with love Why did I not kneel more fervently disconsolate	G
sisters more bendingly kneel to receive you more loosely	H
surrender myself to your loosened hair We squanderers of	I
gazing beyond them to judge the end of their duration	A
They are only our winter's foliage our sombre evergreen	J
one of the seasons of our interior year not only season	A
but place settlement camp soil and dwelling	D
	-
How woeful strange are the alleys of the City of Pain	K
where in the false silence created from too much noise	L
a thing cast out from the mold of emptiness	M
swaggers that gilded hubbub the bursting memorial	N
Oh how completely an angel would stamp out their market	G
of solace bounded by the church bought ready for use	O
as clean disappointing and closed as a post office on Sunday	G
Farther out though there are always the rippling edges	P
of the fair Seasaws of freedom High divers and jugglers of zeal	Q
And the shooting gallery's targets of bedizened happiness	M
targets tumbling in tinny contortions whenever some better	R
marksman happens to hit one From cheers to chance he goes	S
staggering on as booths that can please the most curious tastes	T
are drumming and bawling For adults ony there is something	D
special to see how money multiplies Anatomy made amusing	D
Money's organs on view Nothing concealed Instructive	U
and guaranteed to increase fertility	H
	-
Oh and then outside	G
behind the farthest billboard pasted with posters for 'Deathless '	-
that bitter beer tasting quite sweet to drinkers	V
if they chew fresh diversions with it	G
Behind the billboard just in back of it life is real	Q
Children play and lovers hold each other aside	G
earnestly in the trampled grass and dogs respond to nature	R
The youth continues onward perhaps he is in love with	W
a young Lament he follows her into the meadows	S
She says the way is long We live out there	X
Where And the youth	Y
follows He is touched by her gentle bearing The shoulders	V
the neck perhaps she is of noble ancestry	H
Yet he leaves her turns around looks back and waves	Z
What could come of it She is a Lament	G
	-
Only those who died young in their first state of	I
timeless serenity while they are being weaned	G
follow her lovingly She waits for girls	A2
and befriends them Gently she shows them	B2
what she is wearing Pearls of grief	C2
and the fine spun veils of patience	D2
With youths she walks in silence	D2
	-
But there where they live in the valley	H
an elderly Lament responds to the youth as he asks	E2
We were once she says a great race we Laments	F2
Our fathers worked the mines up there in the mountains	G2
sometimes among men you will find a piece of polished	G
primeval pain or a petrified slag from an ancient volcano	H2
Yes that came from there Once we were rich	I2
	-
And she leads him gently through the vast landscape	J2
of Lamentation shows him the columns of temples	B
the ruins of strongholds from which long ago	H2
the princes of Lament wisely governed the country	H
Shows him the tall trees of tears	K2
the fields of flowering sadness	M
the living know them only as softest foliage	L2
show him the beasts of mourning grazing	D
and sometimes a startled bird flying straight through	M2
their field of vision far away traces the image of its	N2
solitary cry	O2
At evening she leads him to the graves of elders	V
of the race of Lamentation the sybils and prophets	P2
With night approaching they move more softly	H
and soon there looms ahead bathed in moonlight	G
the sepulcher that all guarding ancient stone	Q2
Twin brother to that on the Nile the lofty Sphinx	R2
the silent chamber's countenance	D2
They marvel at the regal head that has forever silent	G
laid the features of manking upon the scales of the stars	S2
His sight still blinded by his early death	T2
cannot grasp it But the Sphinx's gaze	U2
frightens an owl from the rim of the double crown	V2
The bird with slow down strokes brushes	W2
along the cheek that with the roundest curve	X2
and faintly inscribes on the new death born hearing	D
as though on the double page of an opened book	Y2
the indescribable outline	Z2
	-
And higher up the stars New ones Stars	S2
of the land of pain Slowly she names them	B2
There look the Rider the Staff and that	G
crowded constellation they call the the Garland of Fruit	G
Then farther up toward the Pole	A3
Cradle Way the Burning Book Doll Window	H2
And in the Southern sky pure as lines	B3
on the palm of a blessed hand the clear sparkling M	B2
standing for Mothers	V
	-
Yet the dead youth must go on alone	Q2
In silence the elder Lament brings him	C3
as far as the gorge where it shimmers in the moonlight	G
The Foutainhead of Joy With reverance she names it	G
saying In the world of mankind it is a life bearing stream	D3
	-
They reach the foothills of the mountain	A
and there she embraces him weeping	D
	-
Alone he climbs the mountains of primeval pain	K
Not even his footsteps ring from this soundless fate	G
	-
But were these timeless dead to awaken an image for us	M
see they might be pointing to th catkins hanging	D
from the leafless hazels or else they might mean	J
the rain that falls upon the dark earth in early Spring	D
	-
And we who always think	E3
of happiness as rising feel the emotion	A
that almost overwhelms us	M
whenever a happy thing falls	F3
	-
	-
Translated by Albert Ernest Flemming	D

Rainer Maria Rilke

Duino Elegies: The Tenth Elegy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

About Duino Elegies: The Tenth Elegy

Write your comment about Duino Elegies: The Tenth Elegy poem by Rainer Maria Rilke

Recent Interactions*

New Poems

Popular Poets