Douro Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KKLLMMMNN KKOOPPQQRRSSTTUUKKRR TTRRVVWWKKEEXXYYZZA2 A2B2B2C2C2D2D2E2E2E2 E2F2G2IIE2E2C2C2C2C2 RRG2G2E2E2H2H2E2E2I2 J2E2E2K2K2C2C2C2C2L2 L2RRM2M2I2J2C2C2FFC2 C2C2C2E2E2E2E2 N2N2E2E2RRC2C2E2E2E2 E2C2C2M2M2E2E2FFKKO2 O2RRThe dripping of the boughs in silence heard | A |
Softly the low note of some lingering bird | A |
Amid the weeping vapour the chill fall | B |
Of solitary evening upon all | B |
That stirs and hopes and apprehends and grieves | C |
With pining odours of the ruined leaves | C |
Have like a dew distilled upon my heart | D |
The air of death but now recoiling start | D |
Longing and keen remembrance out of sighs | E |
And forward the desiring spirit flies | E |
Toward the wild peace of that illumined shore | F |
Which left behind her yet still shines before | F |
To Douro rushing through the mighty hills | G |
Now his great stream with fancied splendour fills | G |
Even this brooding twilight a swift ghost | H |
Journeying forever to the glimmering coast | H |
Where his majestic voice is heard afar | I |
Exulting dim upon that ocean bar | I |
O Douro gliding by dark woods and fleet | J |
Beneath thy shadowy rocks in the noon heat | J |
How my heart faints to follow after thee | K |
On one true course to my deep destined sea | K |
To take no care of dimness or sunshine | L |
Urged ever by an inward way divine | L |
Nor falter in this heavy gloom that brings | M |
So thick upon me lamentable things | M |
Of earth and hinders the swift spirit's wings | M |
And clouds the steadfast vision that sustains | N |
Alone the trembling heart amid perpetual pains | N |
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Dear friend who thirstest even as I to be | K |
Heir and possessor of sweet liberty | K |
Once more in memory let us pluck the hour | O |
That bloomed so perfect and renew the power | O |
Of joy within our wondering breasts to feel | P |
That freshness of eternal things and heal | P |
All our unhappy thoughts in those pure rays | Q |
Not yet the last of these delightful days | Q |
Into the dark unwillingly has flown | R |
And thou and I upon a hill o'ergrown | R |
That indolently shadows Douro stream | S |
Together watch the wonderful clear dream | S |
Of evening Under the dark shore of pines | T |
Noiselessly running the wide water shines | T |
Curving afar from where the mountains lift | U |
Their burning heads through many a forest rift | U |
The River comes scenting the spaces free | K |
In this broad channel of his welcoming sea | K |
No more by silent precipices hewn | R |
Out of the night murmuring a lonely tune | R |
To craggy Fregeneda nor where shines | T |
Regoa throned among her purple vines | T |
Impetuously seeking valleys new | R |
But smoothing his broad mirror to the hue | R |
And peace of heaven unhasting now he flows | V |
And with the sky unfathomably glows | V |
Even as on yonder shore the woods receive | W |
In their empurpled bosoms the warm eve | W |
As when a lover gazes tenderly | K |
Upon his loved one and as tender she | K |
Hushes her heart her joy to realize | E |
So hushed so lovely so contented lies | E |
Earth by that earnest gazing glory blest | X |
But on this hither bank that fervent West | X |
Is hidden behind us and the stems around | Y |
Spring shadowy from the bare and darkling ground | Y |
Only a single pine out of the shade | Z |
Emerges in what splendour soft arrayed | Z |
Magical clearness warming to the sight | A2 |
As to the touch it would be plumed with light | A2 |
Motionless upward the tree soars and burns | B2 |
But now the dews upon the freshened ferns | B2 |
In the dim hollow gather and cool scent | C2 |
Of herbage with the pine's pure odour blent | C2 |
And voices of the villagers below | D2 |
As home with music up the stream they row | D2 |
Greet us descending every blossom sleeps | E2 |
And bluer and more blue the evening steeps | E2 |
Water and fragrant grass and the straight stems | E2 |
In tender mystery Down a path that hems | E2 |
The hollow to our waiting boat we come | F2 |
Pale purple flames shining amid the gloom | G2 |
Signal the autumn crocus look afar | I |
Betwixt the tree tops the first ventured star | I |
Soon gliding homeward under shadowy shores | E2 |
And deepened sky to the repeated oars' | E2 |
Strong chime we hasten Now along pale sand | C2 |
Our ripple leaps in silver now the land | C2 |
High over the swift water darkly massed | C2 |
Echoes our falling blades as we go past | C2 |
Until enthroned upon her hills divine | R |
The city nears us lights begin to shine | R |
Scarce from the stars distinguished so the gloom | G2 |
Has mingled earth and sky more steeply loom | G2 |
The banks on either side at intervals | E2 |
Tufted with trees or crowned with winding walls | E2 |
And now at last the river opens large | H2 |
Filled with the city's murmur from his marge | H2 |
Slope over slope the glimmering terraces | E2 |
Rise and their scattered lamps' bright images | E2 |
Cast on the wavering water and we hear | I2 |
The sound of soft bells and cries faint or near | J2 |
From the dim wharves or anchored ships whose spars | E2 |
Entangle in dark meshes the white stars | E2 |
And pale smoke rising blue on the blue air | K2 |
Sleeps in a thin cloud under heights that bear | K2 |
Towers and roofs lofty against the west | C2 |
Where yet a clearness lingers Now the breast | C2 |
Of Douro heaves foreboding whither bound | C2 |
His currents hasten and with joyous sound | C2 |
As though the encountering brine new pulses gave | L2 |
Lifts to outrace our speed his buoyant wave | L2 |
For hearken up the peaceful evening borne | R |
Out of the wide sea gates low thunders warn | R |
Of Ocean beating with his sleepless surge | M2 |
Along the wild sand marges the deep dirge | M2 |
Of mariners that wakes the widow's ear | I2 |
At night far inland terrible and near | J2 |
Fainter this eve he murmurs than as oft | C2 |
His troubled music here by distance soft | C2 |
The abrupt volley the sharp shattering roar | F |
And seethe of foam flung tumbling up the shore | F |
Mingle in one wide rumour that all round | C2 |
Is heard afar robing the air with sound | C2 |
Deep in my heart I hear it The still night | C2 |
Deepens as we ascend the homeward height | C2 |
And loud or low in following intervals | E2 |
Over the hills the sound unwearied falls | E2 |
And as upon my bed my heavy eyes | E2 |
Close up the drowsing mind re occupies | E2 |
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O what a vision floats into my sleep | N2 |
As a night shutting flower my senses keep | N2 |
The live day's lingering odours and warm hues | E2 |
That thought and motion with themselves transfuse | E2 |
Till sound and light and perfume are but one | R |
Mingled in fires of the embracing sun | R |
Yet still I am aware of Ocean stirred | C2 |
Far off and like a grave rejoicing heard | C2 |
Am I awake or in consenting dreams | E2 |
Pour thither all my thought's tumultuous streams | E2 |
His voice to meet them a deep answer sends | E2 |
My soul to listen her light wing suspends | E2 |
And pillowed upon undulating sound | C2 |
For all desire hath satisfaction found | C2 |
He calls her thither where the winds uncage | M2 |
Vast longing that the unsounded seas assuage | M2 |
Breeze after breeze her wing d pinnace bears | E2 |
Over the living water that prepares | E2 |
Still widening mystery she her speed the more | F |
Urges exulting to have lost the shore | F |
Supported by the joy that sets her free | K |
Delighted mistress of her destiny | K |
Fills the wide night with beating of her wing | O2 |
And is content for ever voyaging | O2 |
By timeless courses over worlds unknown | R |
Lifted and lost abounding and alone | R |
Robert Laurence Binyon
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