A Song Of Honour Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDDCEEECFFCGGHII HJKLMNLOOPQQPRRSTQSU UUVOOHQQHJJWXXWYYYWD DZEEZA2A2ZB2B2B2FPPF C2D2C2C2C2D2QQD2E2EE 2EF2F2EIIG2IIIG2FFFH 2WWI2J2K2K2L2M2M2L2N 2O2N2N2N2O2E2E2IP2P2 IQ2R2S2S2R2T2T2T2R2B 2FB2B2B2FGU2GFKKKFV2 V2W2X2X2W2Y2Y2UZ2Z2U A3A3A3A3B3C3C3ISVSFD 3D3D3FWWUE3UWUF3F3F3 UG3G3O2H3I3O2EEEEO2Z ZZHQQHC2C2HJ3J3HE2E2 E2E2H| I climbed a hill as light fell short | A |
| And rooks came home in scramble sort | A |
| And filled the trees and flapped and fought | B |
| And sang themselves to sleep | C |
| An owl from nowhere with no sound | D |
| Swung by and soon was nowhere found | D |
| I heard him calling half way round | D |
| Holloing loud and deep | C |
| A pair of stars faint pins of light | E |
| Then many a star sailed into sight | E |
| And all the stars the flower of night | E |
| Were round me at a leap | C |
| To tell how still the valleys lay | F |
| I heard a watchdog miles away | F |
| And bells of distant sheep | C |
| I heard no sound of bird or bell | G |
| The mastiff in a slumber fell | G |
| I stared into the sky | H |
| As wondering men have always done | I |
| Since beauty and the stars were one | I |
| Though none so hard as I | H |
| It seemed so still the valleys were | J |
| As if the whole world knelt at prayer | K |
| Save me and me alone | L |
| So pure and wide that silence was | M |
| I feared to bend a blade of grass | N |
| And there I stood like stone | L |
| There sharp and sudden there I heard | O |
| Ah some wild lovesick singing bird | O |
| Woke singing in the trees | P |
| The nightingale and babble wren | Q |
| Were in the English greenwood then | Q |
| And you heard one of these | P |
| The babble wren and nightingale | R |
| Sang in the Abyssinian vale | R |
| That season of the year | S |
| Yet true enough I heard them plain | T |
| I heard them both again again | Q |
| As sharp and sweet and clear | S |
| As if the Abyssinian tree | U |
| Had thrust a bough across the sea | U |
| Had thrust a bough across to me | U |
| With music for my ear | V |
| I heard them both and oh I heard | O |
| The song of every singing bird | O |
| That sings beneath the sky | H |
| And with the song of lark and wren | Q |
| The song of mountains moths and men | Q |
| And seas and rainbows vie | H |
| I heard the universal choir | J |
| The Sons of Light exalt their Sire | J |
| With universal song | W |
| Earth's lowliest and loudest notes | X |
| Her million times ten million throats | X |
| Exalt Him loud and long | W |
| And lips and lungs and tongues of Grace | Y |
| From every part and every place | Y |
| Within the shining of His face | Y |
| The universal throng | W |
| I heard the hymn of being sound | D |
| From every well of honour found | D |
| In human sense and soul | Z |
| The song of poets when they write | E |
| The testament of Beauty sprite | E |
| Upon a flying scroll | Z |
| The song of painters when they take | A2 |
| A burning brush for Beauty's sake | A2 |
| And limn her features whole | Z |
| The song of men divinely wise | B2 |
| Who look and see in starry skies | B2 |
| Not stars so much as robins' eyes | B2 |
| And when these pale away | F |
| Hear flocks of shiny pleiades | P |
| Among the plums and apple trees | P |
| Sing in the summer day | F |
| The song of all both high and low | C2 |
| To some blest vision true | D2 |
| The song of beggars when they throw | C2 |
| The crust of pity all men owe | C2 |
| To hungry sparrows in the snow | C2 |
| Old beggars hungry too | D2 |
| The song of kings of kingdoms when | Q |
| They rise about their fortune Men | Q |
| And crown themselves anew | D2 |
| The song of courage heart and will | E2 |
| And gladness in a fight | E |
| Of men who face a hopeless hill | E2 |
| With sparking and delight | E |
| The bells and bells of song that ring | F2 |
| Round banners of a cause or king | F2 |
| From armies bleeding white | E |
| The song of sailors every one | I |
| When monstrous tide and tempest run | I |
| At ships like bulls at red | G2 |
| When stately ships are twirled and spun | I |
| Like whipping tops and help there's none | I |
| And mighty ships ten thousand ton | I |
| Go down like lumps of lead | G2 |
| And song of fighters stern as they | F |
| At odds with fortune night and day | F |
| Crammed up in cities grim and grey | F |
| As thick as bees in hives | H2 |
| Hosannas of a lowly throng | W |
| Who sing unconscious of their song | W |
| Whose lips are in their lives | I2 |
| And song of some at holy war | J2 |
| With spells and ghouls more dread by far | K2 |
| Than deadly seas and cities are | K2 |
| Or hordes of quarrelling kings | L2 |
| The song of fighters great and small | M2 |
| The song of pretty fighters all | M2 |
| And high heroic things | L2 |
| The song of lovers who knows how | N2 |
| Twitched up from place and time | O2 |
| Upon a sigh a blush a vow | N2 |
| A curve or hue of cheek or brow | N2 |
| Borne up and off from here and now | N2 |
| Into the void sublime | O2 |
| And crying loves and passions still | E2 |
| In every key from soft to shrill | E2 |
| And numbers never done | I |
| Dog loyalties to faith and friend | P2 |
| And loves like Ruth's of old no end | P2 |
| And intermission none | I |
| And burst on burst for beauty and | Q2 |
| For numbers not behind | R2 |
| From men whose love of motherland | S2 |
| Is like a dog's for one dear hand | S2 |
| Sole selfless boundless blind | R2 |
| And song of some with hearts beside | T2 |
| For men and sorrows far and wide | T2 |
| Who watch the world with pity and pride | T2 |
| And warm to all mankind | R2 |
| And endless joyous music rise | B2 |
| From children at their play | F |
| And endless soaring lullabies | B2 |
| From happy happy mothers' eyes | B2 |
| And answering crows and baby cries | B2 |
| How many who shall say | F |
| And many a song as wondrous well | G |
| With pangs and sweets intolerable | U2 |
| From lonely hearths too grey to tell | G |
| God knows how utter grey | F |
| And song from many a house of care | K |
| When pain has forced a footing there | K |
| And there's a Darkness on the stair | K |
| Will not be turned away | F |
| And song that song whose singers come | V2 |
| With old kind tales of pity from | V2 |
| The Great Compassion's lips | W2 |
| That makes the bells of Heaven to peal | X2 |
| Round pillows frosty with the feel | X2 |
| Of Death's cold finger tips | W2 |
| The song of men all sorts and kinds | Y2 |
| As many tempers moods and minds | Y2 |
| As leaves are on a tree | U |
| As many faiths and castes and creeds | Z2 |
| As many human bloods and breeds | Z2 |
| As in the world may be | U |
| The song of each and all who gaze | A3 |
| On Beauty in her naked blaze | A3 |
| Or see her dimly in a haze | A3 |
| Or get her light in fitful rays | A3 |
| And tiniest needles even | B3 |
| The song of all not wholly dark | C3 |
| Not wholly sink in stupor stark | C3 |
| Too deep for groping Heaven | I |
| And alleluias sweet and clear | S |
| And wild with beauty men mishear | V |
| From choirs of song as near and dear | S |
| To Paradise as they | F |
| The everlasting pipe and flute | D3 |
| Of wind and sea and bird and brute | D3 |
| And lips deaf men imagine mute | D3 |
| In woods and stone and clay | F |
| The music of a lion strong | W |
| That shakes a hill a whole night long | W |
| A hill as loud as he | U |
| The twitter of a mouse among | E3 |
| Melodious greenery | U |
| The ruby's and the rainbow's song | W |
| The nightingale's all three | U |
| The song of life that wells and flows | F3 |
| From every leopard lark and rose | F3 |
| And everything that gleams or goes | F3 |
| Lack lustre in the sea | U |
| I heard it all each every note | G3 |
| Of every lung and tongue and throat | G3 |
| Ay every rhythm and rhyme | O2 |
| Of everything that lives and loves | H3 |
| And upward ever upward moves | I3 |
| From lowly to sublime | O2 |
| Earth's multitudinous Sons of Light | E |
| I heard them lift their lyric might | E |
| With each and every chanting sprite | E |
| That lit the sky that wondrous night | E |
| As far as eye could climb | O2 |
| I heard it all I heard the whole | Z |
| Harmonious hymn of being roll | Z |
| Up through the chapel of my soul | Z |
| And at the altar die | H |
| And in the awful quiet then | Q |
| Myself I heard Amen Amen | Q |
| Amen I heard me cry | H |
| I heard it all and then although | C2 |
| I caught my flying senses Oh | C2 |
| A dizzy man was I | H |
| I stood and stared the sky was lit | J3 |
| The sky was stars all over it | J3 |
| I stood I knew not why | H |
| Without a wish without a will | E2 |
| I stood upon that silent hill | E2 |
| And stared into the sky until | E2 |
| My eyes were blind with stars and still | E2 |
| I stared into the sky | H |
Ralph Hodgson
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