Adversaries Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE FFGGHHIIFFJJKL MMNNFFOPQQRRSSTT UUBBVVWAAXXYYNNZZA2A 2B2B2WWWWWWBBC2C2 WWD2D2E2E2F2F2FFWW

Who are these that meetA
At random in the streetA
Adversaries Yet theyB
Make no sign nor stayB
Neither he nor sheC
Knows what those Powers beC
That bodied in them goD
Among the peopled flowD
One toward the dusk and oneE
Toward the Western sunE
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Secret eyes turn to herF
And bosoms throb astirF
As if a perfume blewG
And made the evening newG
Lissom with budding breastH
She steps toward the bright WestH
An airy footed shapeI
Above the neck's young napeI
Springs wonderful her hairF
The round throat lifts in airF
The flower that is her headJ
Her lips are Peril's redJ
Her eyes a shy surpriseK
Shedding soft crueltiesL
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Of what will was she wroughtM
Vivid without a thoughtM
Fragrance of all that's youngN
And delicately sprungN
Is round her like a lureF
Voluptuously pureF
Eternal soul of senseO
The moment's quintessenceP
Of what will was she madeQ
With those fine lashes laidQ
Upon her bloom She comesR
From the wild Earth that humsR
With summer in the meadS
Glutting the flower cups' greedS
Of sunlight ill to tameT
As Hunger Thirst or FlameT
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But he that's striding EastU
Regards not her the leastU
His thought is far awayB
Circling the end of dayB
Though young the restless mindV
Moulding the flesh has signedV
His features and his gazeW
Absented in retreatA
From all this human streetA
Holds musings that beginX
To sharpen cheek and chinX
What speculation nowY
Beneath that ardent browY
Braves what it sees AmongN
Blind worlds this planet swungN
Like an old toy a sparkZ
In the gigantic darkZ
A mote of dust aliveA2
Where millions meanly striveA2
For what If Thought aloneB2
Keeps man upon his throneB2
Of courage to outfaceW
The Gorgon mask of SpaceW
What wills it with this houseW
Of flesh that loves to drowseW
And take the hours of senseW
For sweetness and defenceW
Of flesh that is but clayB
For Thought to sift awayB
Like powder of idle sandC2
Within the crumbling handC2
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Two Cruelties are theseW
And two DefiancesW
Yet though they be apartD2
As East and West the heartD2
Of man is twined in eachE2
Of them he makes his speechE2
His torment and delightF2
His songs his tears his heightF2
Of wisdom his despairF
Though both his being tearF
He knows not which to chooseW
Nor which he'd harder loseW

Robert Laurence Binyon



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