The Poet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Right upward on the road of fameB
With sounding steps the poet cameB
Born and nourished in miraclesC
His feet were shod with golden bellsD
Or where he stepped the soil did pealE
As if the dust were glass and steelE
The gallant child where'er he cameB
Threw to each fact a tuneful nameB
The things whereon he cast his eyesF
Could not the nations rebaptizeF
Nor Time's snows hide the names he setG
Nor last posterity forgetG
Yet every scroll whereon he wroteH
In latent fire his secret thoughtI
Fell unregarded to the groundJ
Unseen by such as stood aroundJ
The pious wind took it awayK
The reverent darkness hid the layK
Methought like water haunting birdsF
Divers or dippers were his wordsF
And idle clowns beside the mereL
At the new vision gape and jeerL
But when the noisy scorn was pastM
Emerge the wing d words in hasteN
New bathed new trimmed on healthy wingO
Right to the heaven they steer and singO
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A Brother of the world his songP
Sounded like a tempest strongP
Which tore from oaks their branches broadQ
And stars from the ecliptic roadR
Times wore he as his clothing weedsF
He sowed the sun and moon for seedsF
As melts the iceberg in the seasF
As clouds give rain to the eastern breezeF
As snow banks thaw in April's beamS
The solid kingdoms like a dreamS
Resist in vain his motive strainT
They totter now and float amainT
For the Muse gave special chargeU
His learning should be deep and largeU
And his training should not scantV
The deepest lore of wealth or wantW
His flesh should feel his eyes should readX
Every maxim of dreadful NeedY
In its fulness he should tasteN
Life's honeycomb but not too fastM
Full fed but not intoxicatedZ
He should be loved he should be hatedZ
A blooming child to children dearL
His heart should palpitate with fearL
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And well he loved to quit his homeA2
And Calmuck in his wagon roamA2
To read new landscapes and old skiesF
But oh to see his solar eyesF
Like meteors which chose their wayK
And rived the dark like a new dayK
Not lazy grazing on all they sawF
Each chimney pot and cottage doorB2
Farm gear and village picket fenceF
But feeding on magnificenceF
They bounded to the horizon's edgeC2
And searched with the sun's privilegeD2
Landward they reached the mountains oldE2
Where pastoral tribes their flocks infoldE2
Saw rivers run seaward by cities highA
And the seas wash the low hung skyA
Saw the endless rack of the firmamentE2
And the sailing moon where the cloud was rentE2
And through man and woman and sea and starF2
Saw the dance of Nature forward and farF2
Through worlds and races and terms and timesF
Saw musical order and pairing rhymesF
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The gods talk in the breath of the woodsF
They talk in the shaken pineT
And fill the long reach of the old seashoreB2
With dialogue divineT
And the poet who overhearsF
Some random word they sayF
Is the fated man of menT
Whom the ages must obeyF
One who having nectar drankG2
Into blissful orgies sankG2
He takes no mark of night or dayF
He cannot go he cannot stayF
He would yet would not counsel keepH2
But like a walker in his sleepH2
With staring eye that seeth noneT
Ridiculously up and downT
Seeks how he may fitly tellI2
The heart o'erlading miracleJ2
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Not yet not yetE2
Impatient friendE2
A little while attendE2
Not yet I sing but I must waitE2
My hand upon the silent stringO
Fully until the endE2
I see the coming lightE2
I see the scattered gleamsF
Aloft beneath on left and rightE2
The stars' own ether beamsF
These are but seeds of daysF
Not yet a steadfast mornT
An intermittent blazeF
An embryo god unbornT
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How all things sparkleJ2
The dust is aliveK2
To the birth they arriveK2
I snuff the breath of my morning afarF2
I see the pale lustres condense to a starF2
The fading colors fixF
The vanishing are seenT
And the world that shall beL2
Twins the world that has beenT
I know the appointed hourM2
I greet my office wellI2
Never faster never slowerM2
Revolves the fatal wheelE
The Fairest enchants meL2
The Mighty commands meL2
Saying 'Stand in thy placeF
Up and eastward turn thy faceF
As mountains for the morning waitE2
Coming early coming lateE2
So thou attend the enriching FateE2
Which none can stay and none accelerateE2
I am neither faint nor wearyL2
Fill thy will O faultless heartE2
Here from youth to age I tarryL2
Count it flight of bird or dartE2
My heart at the heart of thingsF
Heeds no longer lapse of timeN2
Rushing ages moult their wingsF
Bathing in thy day sublimeN2
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The sun set but set not his hopeO2
Stars rose his faith was earlier upP2
Fixed on the enormous galaxyL2
Deeper and older seemed his eyeA
And matched his sufferance sublimeN2
The taciturnity of TimeN2
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Beside his hut and shading oakQ2
Thus to himself the poet spokeQ2
'I have supped to night with godsF
I will not go under a wooden roofR2
As I walked among the hillsF
In the love which Nature fillsF
The great stars did not shine aloofR2
They hurried down from their deep abodesF
And hemmed me in their glittering troopS2
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'Divine Inviters I acceptE2
The courtesy ye have shown and keptE2
From ancient ages for the bardE2
To modulateE2
With finer fateE2
A fortune harsh and hardE2
With aim like yoursF
I watch your courseF
Who never break your lawful danceF
By error or intemperanceF
O birds of ether without wingsF
O heavenly ships without a sailT2
O fire of fire O best of thingsF
O mariners who never failT2
Sail swiftly through your amber vaultE2
An animated law a presence to exalt '-
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Ah happy if a sun or starF2
Could chain the wheel of Fortune's carF2
And give to hold an even stateE2
Neither dejected nor elateE2
That haply man upraised might keepH2
The height of Fancy's far eyed steepH2
In vain the stars are glowing wheelsF
Giddy with motion Nature reelsF
Sun moon man undulate and streamS
The mountains flow the solids seemS
Change acts reacts back forward hurledE2
And pause were palsy to the worldE2
The morn is come the starry crowdsF
Are hid behind the thrice piled cloudsF
The new day lowers and equal oddsF
Have changed not less the guest of godsF
Discrowned and timid thoughtless wornT
The child of genius sits forlornT
Between two sleeps a short day's stealthU2
'Mid many ails a brittle healthU2
A cripple of God half true half formedE2
And by great sparks Promethean warmedE2
Constrained by impotence to adjournT
To infinite time his eager turnT
His lot of action at the urnT
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He by false usage pinned aboutE2
No breath therein no passage outE2
Cast wishful glances at the starsF
And wishful saw the Ocean streamS
'Merge me in the brute universeF
Or lift to a diviner dream '-
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Beside him sat enduring loveV2
Upon him noble eyes did restE2
Which for the Genius that there stroveW2
The follies bore that it investE2
They spoke not for their earnest senseF
Outran the craft of eloquenceF
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He whom God had thus preferredE2
To whom sweet angels ministeredE2
Saluted him each morn as brotherM2
And bragged his virtues to each otherM2
Alas how were they so beguiledE2
And they so pure He foolish childE2
A facile reckless wandering willX2
Eager for good not hating illX2
Thanked Nature for each stroke she dealtE2
On his tense chords all strokes were feltE2
The good the bad with equal zealE
He asked he only asked to feelE
Timid self pleasing sensitiveY2
With Gods with fools content to liveK2
Bended to fops who bent to himZ2
Surface with surfaces did swimZ2
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'Sorrow sorrow ' the angels criedE2
'Is this dear Nature's manly prideE2
Call hither thy mortal enemyL2
Make him glad thy fall to seeL2
Yon waterflag yon sighing osierM2
A drop can shake a breath can fanT
Maidens laugh and weep ComposureM2
Is the pudency of man '-
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Again by night the poet wentE2
From the lighted hallsF
Beneath the darkling firmamentE2
To the seashore to the old seawallsF
Out shone a star beneath the cloudE2
The constellation glittered soonT
You have no lapse so have ye glowedE2
But once in your dominionT
And yet dear stars I know ye shineT
Only by needs and loves of mineT
Light loving light asking life in meL2
Feeds those eternal lamps I seeL2
And I to whom your light has spokenT
I pining to be one of youA3
I fall my faith is brokenT
Ye scorn me from your deeps of blueA3
Or if perchance ye orbs of FateE2
Your ne'er averted glanceF
Beams with a will compassionateE2
On sons of time and chanceF
Then clothe these hands with powerM2
In just proportionT
Nor plant immense designsF
Where equal means are none '-
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CHORUS OF SPIRITSF
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Means dear brother ask them notE2
Soul's desire is means enowT
Pure content is angel's lotE2
Thine own theatre art thouB3
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Gentler far than falls the snowT
In the woodwalks still and lowT
Fell the lesson on his heartE2
And woke the fear lest angels partE2
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POETE2
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I see your forms with deep contentE2
I know that ye are excellentE2
But will ye stayE2
I hear the rustle of wingsF
Ye meditate what to sayE2
Ere ye go to quit me for ever and ayeA
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SPIRITSF
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Brother we are no phantom bandE2
Brother accept this fatal handE2
Aches thine unbelieving heartE2
With the fear that we must partE2
See all we are rooted hereM2
By one thought to one same sphereM2
From thyself thou canst not fleeL2
From thyself no more can weL2
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POETE2
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Suns and stars their courses keepH2
But not angels of the deepH2
Day and night their turn observeC3
But the day of day may swerveC3
Is there warrant that the wavesF
Of thought in their mysterious cavesF
Will heap in me their highest tideE2
In me therewith beatifiedE2
Unsure the ebb and flood of thoughtE2
The moon comes back the Spirit notE2
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SPIRITSF
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Brother sweeter is the LawF
Than all the grace Love ever sawF
We are its suppliants By it weL2
Draw the breath of EternityL2
Serve thou it not for daily breadE2
Serve it for pain and fear and needE2
Love it though it hide its lightE2
By love behold the sun at nightE2
If the Law should thee forgetE2
More enamoured serve it yetE2
Though it hate thee suffer longP
Put the Spirit in the wrongP
Brother no decrepitudeE2
Chills the limbs of TimeN2
As fleet his feet his hands as goodE2
His vision as sublimeN2
On Nature's wheels there is no rustE2
Nor less on man's enchanted dustE2
Beauty and Force alightE2

Ralph Waldo Emerson



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