The World-soul Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHBJKJ LMBMNOCO PQRQJSTS UBCBVWIT NCXYCZBZ A2B2C2B2A2BFD2 E2F2G2F2H2I2 BI2 J2K2L2CJ2JCJ M2N2J2N2J2O2J2O2 CP2J2P2 Q2J2AD2 R2P2S2P2J2T2J2T2 U2V2R2V2CH2P2H2 EW2 X2W2J2Y2W2Y2

Thanks to the morning lightA
Thanks to the seething seaB
To the uplands of New HampshireC
To the green haired forest freeB
Thanks to each man of courageD
To the maids of holy mindE
To the boy with his games undauntedF
Who never looks behindE
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Cities of proud hotelsG
Houses of rich and greatH
Vice nestles in your chambersI
Beneath your roofs of slateH
It cannot conquer follyB
Time and space conquering steamJ
And the light outspeeding telegraphK
Bears nothing on its beamJ
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The politics are baseL
The letters do not cheerM
And 'tis far in the deeps of historyB
The voice that speaketh clearM
Trade and the streets ensnare usN
Our bodies are weak and wornO
We plot and corrupt each otherC
And we despoil the unbornO
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Yet there in the parlor sitsP
Some figure of noble guiseQ
Our angel in a stranger's formR
Or woman's pleading eyesQ
Or only a flashing sunbeamJ
In at the window paneS
Or music pours on mortalsT
Its beautiful disdainS
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The inevitable morningU
Finds them who in cellars beB
And be sure the all loving NatureC
Will smile in a factoryB
Yon ridge of purple landscapeV
Yon sky between the wallsW
Hold all the hidden wondersI
In scanty intervalsT
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Alas the sprite that haunts usN
Deceives our rash desireC
It whispers of the glorious godsX
And leaves us in the mireY
We cannot learn the cipherC
That's writ upon our cellZ
Stars help us by a mysteryB
Which we could never spellZ
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If but one hero knew itA2
The world would blush in flameB2
The sage till he hit the secretC2
Would hang his head for shameB2
But our brothers have not read itA2
Not one has found the keyB
And henceforth we are comfortedF
We are but such as theyD2
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Still still the secret pressesE2
The nearing clouds draw downF2
The crimson morning flames intoG2
The fopperies of the townF2
Within without the idle earthH2
Stars weave eternal ringsI2
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The sun himself shines heartilyB
And shares the joy he bringsI2
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And what if trade sow citiesJ2
Like shells along the shoreK2
And thatch with towns the prairie broadL2
With railways ironed o'erC
They are but sailing foambellsJ2
Along Thought's causing streamJ
And take their shape and Sun colorC
From him that sends the dreamJ
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For destiny does not likeM2
To yield to men the helmN2
And shoots his thought by hidden nervesJ2
Throughout the solid realmN2
The patient D mon sitsJ2
With roses and a shroudO2
He has his way and deals his giftsJ2
But ours is not allowedO2
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He is no churl or triflerC
And his viceroy is noneP2
Love without weaknessJ2
Of genius sire and sonP2
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And his will is not thwartedQ2
The seeds of land and seaJ2
Are the atoms of his body brightA
And his behest obeyD2
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He serveth the servantR2
The brave he loves amainP2
He kills the cripple and the sickS2
And straight begins againP2
For gods delight in godsJ2
And thrust the weak asideT2
To him who scorns their charitiesJ2
Their arms fly open wideT2
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When the old world is sterileU2
And the ages are effeteV2
He will from wrecks and sedimentR2
The fairer world completeV2
He forbids to despairC
His cheeks mantle with mirthH2
And the unimagined good of menP2
Is yeaning at the birthH2
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Spring still makes spring in the mindE
When sixty years are toldW2
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Love wakes anew this throbbing heartX2
And we are never oldW2
Over the winter glaciersJ2
I see the summer glowY2
And through the wild piled snowdriftW2
The warm rose buds belowY2

Ralph Waldo Emerson



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