The God Called Poetry Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACCB DDEEDDE FGGFFG HIIHI JKJDDKDLL MMNONPPO QQRSRTTS UULLVVRRVR| Now I begin to know at last | A |
| These nights when I sit down to rhyme | B |
| The form and measure of that vast | A |
| God we call Poetry he who stoops | C |
| And leaps me through his paper hoops | C |
| A little higher every time | B |
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| Tempts me to think I'll grow a proper | D |
| Singing cricket or grass hopper | D |
| Making prodigious jumps in air | E |
| While shaken crowds about me stare | E |
| Aghast and I sing growing bolder | D |
| To fly up on my master's shoulder | D |
| Rustling the thick strands of his hair | E |
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| He is older than the seas | F |
| Older than the plains and hills | G |
| And older than the light that spills | G |
| From the sun's hot wheel on these | F |
| He wakes the gale that tears your trees | F |
| He sings to you from window sills | G |
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| At you he roars or he will coo | H |
| He shouts and screams when hell is hot | I |
| Riding on the shell and shot | I |
| He smites you down he succours you | H |
| And where you seek him he is not | I |
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| To day I see he has two heads | J |
| Like Janus calm benignant this | K |
| That grim and scowling his beard spreads | J |
| From chin to chin this god has power | D |
| Immeasurable at every hour | D |
| He first taught lovers how to kiss | K |
| He brings down sunshine after shower | D |
| Thunder and hate are his also | L |
| He is YES and he is NO | L |
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| The black beard spoke and said to me | M |
| Human frailty though you be | M |
| Yet shout and crack your whip be harsh | N |
| They'll obey you in the end | O |
| Hill and field river and marsh | N |
| Shall obey you hop and skip | P |
| At the terrour of your whip | P |
| To your gales of anger bend | O |
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| The pale beard spoke and said in turn | Q |
| True a prize goes to the stern | Q |
| But sing and laugh and easily run | R |
| Through the wide airs of my plain | S |
| Bathe in my waters drink my sun | R |
| And draw my creatures with soft song | T |
| They shall follow you along | T |
| Graciously with no doubt or pain | S |
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| Then speaking from his double head | U |
| The glorious fearful monster said | U |
| I am YES and I am NO | L |
| Black as pitch and white as snow | L |
| Love me hate me reconcile | V |
| Hate with love perfect with vile | V |
| So equal justice shall be done | R |
| And life shared between moon and sun | R |
| Nature for you shall curse or smile | V |
| A poet you shall be my son | R |
Robert Graves
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