Threnody Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The south wind bringsA
Life sunshine and desireB
And on every mount and meadowC
Breathes aromatic fireB
But over the dead he has no powerB
The lost the lost he cannot restoreD
And looking over the hills I mournE
The darling who shall not returnF
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I see my empty houseG
I see my trees repair their boughsH
And he the wondrous childI
Whose silver warble wildI
Outvalued every pulsing soundJ
Within the air's cerulean roundJ
The hyacinthine boy for whomK
Morn well might break and April bloomK
The gracious boy who did adornE
The world whereinto he was bornE
And by his countenance repayL
The favor of the loving DayL
Has disappeared from the Day's eyeM
Far and wide she cannot find himN
My hopes pursue they cannot bind himN
Returned this day the south wind searchesO
And finds young pines and budding birchesO
But finds not the budding manP
Nature who lost him cannot remake himN
Fate let him fall Fate can't retake himN
Nature Fate men him seek in vainQ
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And whither now my truant wise and sweetR
Oh whither tend thy feetR
I had the right few days agoC
Thy steps to watch thy place to knowC
How have I forfeited the rightS
Hast thou forgot me in a new delightS
I hearken for thy household cheerT
O eloquent childI
Whose voice an equal messengerB
Conveyed thy meaning mildI
What though the pains and joysO
Whereof it spoke were toysO
Fitting his age and kenU
Yet fairest dames and bearded menU
Who heard the sweet requestV
So gentle wise and graveW
Bended with joy to his behestV
And let the world's affairs go byM
Awhile to share his cordial gameX
Or mend his wicker wagon frameX
Still plotting how their hungry earY
That winsome voice again might hearY
For his lips could well pronounceO
Words that were persuasionsO
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Gentlest guardians marked sereneZ
His early hope his liberal mienZ
Took counsel from his guiding eyesO
To make this wisdom earthly wiseO
Ah vainly do these eyes recallA2
The school march each day's festivalB2
When every morn my bosom glowedC2
To watch the convoy on the roadC2
The babe in willow wagon closedD2
With rolling eyes and face composedD2
With children forward and behindE2
Like Cupids studiously inclinedE2
And he the Chieftain paced besideF2
The centre of the troop alliedF2
With sunny face of sweet reposeO
To guard the babe from fancied foesO
The little Captain innocentG2
Took the eye with him as he wentH2
Each village senior paused to scanP
And speak the lovely caravanP
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From the window I look outI2
To mark thy beautiful paradeJ2
Stately marching in cap and coatK2
To some tune by fairies playedJ2
A music heard by thee aloneL2
To works as noble led thee onM2
Now love and pride alas in vainQ
Up and down their glances strainQ
The painted sled stands where it stoodN2
The kennel by the corded woodN2
The gathered sticks to stanch the wallA2
Of the snow tower when snow should fallA2
The ominous hole he dug in the sandO2
And childhood's castles built or plannedO2
His daily haunts I well discernF
The poultry yard the shed the barnP2
And every inch of garden groundJ
Paced by the blessed feet aroundJ
From the road side to the brookQ2
Whereinto he loved to lookQ2
Step the meek birds where erst they rangedR2
The wintry garden lies unchangedR2
The brook into the stream runs onM2
But the deep eyed Boy is goneS2
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On that shaded dayL
Dark with more clouds than tempests areT2
When thou didst yield thy innocent breathU2
In bird like heavings unto deathU2
Night came and Nature had not theeV2
I said we are mates in miseryV2
The morrow dawned with needless glowC
Each snow bird chirped each fowl must crowC
Each tramper started but the feetR
Of the most beautiful and sweetR
Of human youth had left the hillW2
And garden they were bound and stillW2
There's not a sparrow or a wrenU
There's not a blade of autumn grainQ
Which the four seasons do not tendX2
And tides of life and increase lendX2
And every chick of every birdY2
And weed and rock moss is preferredY2
O ostriches' forgetfulnessO
O loss of larger in the lessO
Was there no star that could be sentH2
No watcher in the firmamentH2
No angel from the countless hostH2
That loiters round the crystal coastH2
Could stoop to heal that only childH2
Nature's sweet marvel undefiledH2
And keep the blossom of the earthZ2
Which all her harvests were not worthZ2
Not mine I never called thee mineA3
But nature's heir if I repineA3
And seeing rashly torn and movedH2
Not what I made but what I lovedH2
Grow early old with grief that thenA3
Must to the wastes of nature goC
'Tis because a general hopeB3
Was quenched and all must doubt and gropeB3
For flattering planets seemed to sayO
This child should ills of ages stayO
By wondrous tongue and guided penA3
Bring the flown muses back to menA3
Perchance not he but nature ailedO
The world and not the infant failedO
It was not ripe yet to sustainA3
A genius of so fine a strainA3
Who gazed upon the sun and moonA3
As if he came unto his ownA3
And pregnant with his grander thoughtO
Brought the old order into doubtO
Awhile his beauty their beauty triedO
They could not feed him and he diedO
And wandered backward as in scornA3
To wait an on to be bornA3
Ill day which made this beauty wasteO
Plight broken this high face defacedO
Some went and came about the deadO
And some in books of solace readO
Some to their friends the tidings sayO
Some went to write some went to prayO
One tarried here there hurried oneA3
But their heart abode with noneA3
Covetous death bereaved us allA2
To aggrandize one funeralB2
The eager Fate which carried theeV2
Took the largest part of meV2
For this losing is true dyingC3
This is lordly man's down lyingC3
This is slow but sure recliningC3
Star by star his world resigningC3
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O child of ParadiseO
Boy who made dear his father's homeD3
In whose deep eyesO
Men read the welfare of the times to comeE3
I am too much bereftO
The world dishonored thou hast leftO
O truths and natures costly lieM
O trusted broken prophecyV2
O richest fortune sourly crossedO
Born for the future to the future lostO
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The deep Heart answered Weepest thouF3
Worthier cause for passion wildO
If I had not taken the childO
And deemest thou as those who poreD
With aged eyes short way beforeD
Think'st Beauty vanished from the coastO
Of matter and thy darling lostO
Taught he not thee the man of eldO
Whose eyes within his eyes beheldO
Heaven's numerous hierarchy spanA3
The mystic gulf from God to manA3
To be alone wilt thou beginA3
When worlds of lovers hem thee inA3
To morrow when the masks shall fallA2
That dizen nature's carnivalB2
The pure shall see by their own willW2
Which overflowing love shall fillW2
'Tis not within the force of FateO
The fate conjoined to separateO
But thou my votary weepest thouF3
I gave thee sight where is it nowF3
I taught thy heart beyond the reachG3
Of ritual Bible or of speechG3
Wrote in thy mind's transparent tableB2
As far as the incommunicableB2
Taught thee each private sign to raiseO
Lit by the supersolar blazeO
Past utterance and past beliefH3
And past the blasphemy of griefH3
The mysteries of nature's heartO
And though no muse can these impartO
Throb thine with nature's throbbing breastO
And all is clear from east to westO
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I came to thee as to a friendO
Dearest to thee I did not sendO
Tutors but a joyful eyeM
Innocence that matched the skyM
Lovely locks a form of wonderB
Laughter rich as woodland thunderB
That thou might'st entertain apartO
The richest flowering of all artO
And as the great all loving DayO
Through smallest chambers takes its wayO
That thou might'st break thy daily breadO
With Prophet Saviour and headO
That thou might'st cherish for thine ownA3
The riches of sweet Mary's SonA3
Boy Rabbi Israel's ParagonA3
And thoughtest thou such guestO
Would in thy hall take up his restO
Would rushing life forget its lawsO
Fate's glowing revolution pauseO
High omens ask diviner guessO
Not to be conned to tediousnessO
And know my higher gifts unbindO
The zone that girds the incarnate mindO
When the scanty shores are fullB2
With Thought's perilous whirling poolB2
When frail Nature can no moreD
Then the spirit strikes the hourB
My servant Death with solving riteO
Pours finite into infiniteO
Wilt thou freeze love's tidal flowB2
Whose streams through nature circling goB2
Nail the star struggling to its trackI3
On the half climbed ZodiackI3
Light is light which radiatesO
Blood is blood which circulatesO
Life is life which generatesO
And many seeming life is oneA3
Wilt thou transfix and make it noneA3
Its onward stream too starkly pentO
In figure bone and lineamentO
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Wilt thou uncalled interrogateO
Talker the unreplying fateO
Nor see the Genius of the wholeB2
Ascendant in the private soulB2
Beckon it when to go and comeE3
Self announced its hour of doomK
Fair the soul's recess and shrineA3
Magic built to last a seasonA3
Masterpiece of love benignA3
Fairer than expansive reasonA3
Whose omen 'tis and signA3
Wilt thou not ope this heart to knowB2
What rainbows teach and sunsets showB2
Verdict which accumulatesO
From lengthened scroll of human fatesO
Voice of earth to earth returnedO
Prayers of heart that inly burnedO
Saying what is excellentO
As God lives is permanentO
Hearts are dust hearts' loves remainA3
Heart's love will meet thee againA3
Revere the Maker fetch thine eyeM
Up to His style and manners of the skyM
Not of adamant and goldO
Built He heaven stark and coldO
No but a nest of bending reedsO
Flowering grass and scented weedsO
Or like a traveller's fleeting tentO
Or bow above the tempest pentO
Built of tears and sacred flamesO
And virtue reaching to its aimsO
Built of furtherance and pursuingI3
Not of spent deeds but of doingI3
Silent rushes the swift LordO
Through ruined systems still restoredO
Broad sowing bleak and void to blessO
Plants with worlds the wildernessO
Waters with tears of ancient sorrowB2
Apples of Eden ripe to morrowB2
House and tenant go to groundO
Lost in God in Godhead foundO

Ralph Waldo Emerson



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