Alma Venus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCBCDEFFE GHIGIIII JKLKMNMN IOIOPIPII NGNGGQR QRIISTTS

Only a breath hardly a breath The shoreA
Is still a huddled alabaster floorA
Of shelving ice and shattered slabs of coldB
Stern wreckage of the fiercely frozen waveC
Gleaming in mailed wastes of white and goldB
As though the sea in an enchanted graveC
Of fearful crystal locked no more shall stirD
Softly all lover to the April moonE
Hardly a breath yet was I now awareF
Of a most delicate balm upon the airF
Almost a voice that almost whispered soonE
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Not of the earth it was no living thingG
Moves in the iron landscape far or nearH
Saving in raucous flight the winter crowI
Staining the whiteness with its ebon wingG
Or silver sailing gull or 'mid the drearI
Rock cedars like a summer soul astrayI
A lone red squirrel makes believe to playI
Nibbling the frozen snowI
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Not of the earth that hath not scent nor songJ
Nor hope of aught nor memory nor dreamK
Nor any speech upon its sullen tongueL
Nor any liberty of running streamK
Not of the earth that hath forgot to smileM
But strangely wafted o'er the frozen seaN
As from some hidden Cytherean isleM
Veil within veil the sweetness came to meN
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Beyond the heaving glitter of the floeI
The free blue water sparkles to the skyO
Losing itself in brightness to and froI
Long bands of mists trail luminously byO
And as behind a screen on the sea's rimP
Hid softnesses of sunshine come and goI
And shadowy coasts in sudden glory swimP
O land made out of distance and desireI
With ports of mystic pearl and crests of fireI
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Thence somewhere in the spaces of the seaN
Travelled this halcyon breath presaging SpringG
Over the water even now secretlyN
She maketh ready in her hands to bringG
Blossom and blade and wingG
And soon the wave shall ripple with her feetQ
And her wild hair be blown about the skiesR
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And with her bosom all the world grow sweetQ
And blue with the sea blue of her deep eyesR
The meadow like another sea shall flowerI
And all the earth be song and singing showerI
While watching in some hollow of the grassS
By the sea's edge I may behold her standT
With rosy feet upon the yellow sandT
Pause in a dream and to the woodland passS

Richard Le Gallienne



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