To A Bird At Dawn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCD EAEAFF GHGIGG JKJKGG LMLMGG CNCNOO GGGGPP QRSRJJ GNGNCDO bird that somewhere yonder sings | A |
In the dim hour 'twixt dreams and dawn | B |
Lone in the hush of sleeping things | A |
In some sky sanctuary withdrawn | B |
Your perfect song is too like pain | C |
And will not let me sleep again | D |
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I think you must be more than bird | E |
A little creature of soft wings | A |
Not yours this deep and thrilling word | E |
Some morning planet 'tis that sings | A |
Surely from no small feathered throat | F |
Wells that august eternal note | F |
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As some old language of the dead | G |
In one resounding syllable | H |
Says Rome and Greece and all is said | G |
A simple word a child may spell | I |
So in your liquid note impearled | G |
Sings the long epic of the world | G |
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Unfathomed sweetness of your song | J |
With ancient anguish at its core | K |
What womb of elemental wrong | J |
With shudder unimagined bore | K |
Peace so divine what hell hath trod | G |
This voice that softly talks with God | G |
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All silence in one silver flower | L |
Of speech that speaks not save as speaks | M |
The moon in heaven yet hath power | L |
To tell the soul the thing it seeks | M |
And pack as by some wizard's art | G |
The whole within the finite part | G |
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To you sweet bird one well might feign | C |
With such authority you sing | N |
So clear yet so profound a strain | C |
Into the simple ear of spring | N |
Some secret understanding given | O |
Of the hid purposes of Heaven | O |
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And all my life until this day | G |
And all my life until I die | G |
All joy and sorrow of the way | G |
Seem calling yonder in the sky | G |
And there is something the song saith | P |
That makes me unafraid of death | P |
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Now the slow light fills all the trees | Q |
The world before so still and strange | R |
With day's familiar presences | S |
Back to its common self must change | R |
And little gossip shapes of song | J |
The porches of the morning throng | J |
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Not yours with such as these to vie | G |
That of the day's small business sing | N |
Voice of man's heart and of God's sky | G |
But O you make so deep a thing | N |
Of joy I dare not think of pain | C |
Until I hear you sing again | D |
Richard Le Gallienne
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