Sirmione Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Give me your hand Beloved I cannot seeA
So close from shadowy branching tree to treeA
Dark leaves hang over us How vast and stillB
Night sleeps and yet a murmur a low thrillB
Sighed out of mystery steals slowly nearC
Solitary as longing or as fearC
Through the faint foliage stirring it and shyD
Amid the stillness ere it tremble byD
Touches us on the cheek and on the browE
Light as a dew dript finger Listen nowE
'Tis not alone the hushings of the boughE
But on the slabbed rock beaches far beneathF
Listen the liquid breathG
Of the vast lake that rustles up all roundH
Whispering for ever Soon shall we be whereI
The trees end and the promontory bareI
Breathes all that wide and water wandering airI
Which shall our foreheads and our lips delightJ
Blown darkly through the breadth and depth and heightJ
Of soft immense and solitary NightJ
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Where is the DayK
Bright as a dream that on this same cliff wayK
Fretted light shadows on old olive stemsL
By whose gray riven roots like scarlet gemsL
The little poppies burned Where those clear huesM
Of water melted to diviner bluesM
In the deep distance of each radiant bayK
But close beneath us past the narrowed edgeN
Of shadow from sheer crag and jutting ledgeN
Shallowing upon the low reef into goldO
A ripple of keen light for ever rolledO
Up to the frail reed sighing on the shoreP
Where are those mountains far enthroned and hoarP
Above the glittering water's slumbrous heatQ
With old blanched towns sprinkled about their feetQ
Lifting majestic shoulders that each sideR
Of that steep misty northern chasm divideR
Where ambushed in the dim gulf ere they leapS
Wild spirits of the Wind and Thunder sleepS
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'Tis flown that many coloured dream is flownT
And with the heart of Night we are aloneT
This is the verge The promontory endsU
Now the dim branches cover us no moreP
Abrupt the path descendsU
But here will we sit high above the shoreP
Here where we know what wild flowered bushes cloakV
Old ruined walls and crumbling arches chokeV
With mounded earth though buried from our eyesW
In dark now as beneath dark centuriesX
The marble towered magnificence of RomeY
From whose hot dust the passionate poet fledZ
Hither and laid his headZ
Where these same waters laughed him welcome homeY
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It is all dark but how the air breathes freeA
Beloved lean to meA
Feel how the stillness like a bath desiredA2
With happy pressure heals our senses tiredA2
And drink the keen sweet fragrance from the grassB2
And wafts from hidden flowers that come and passB2
None here but we and we have left behindC2
The world and cares confinedC2
All with the daylight drownedH
In darkness on this height of utmost groundH
Where under us the sighing waters ceaseD2
And over us are only stars and peaceD2
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O Love Love Love look up Let your head leanE2
Back on my shoulder Ah I feel the keenE2
Indrawing of your breath and your heart beatQ
Under my own and sighing through you sweetQ
The wonder of the Night that widely broodsD2
Over us with her glittering multitudesD2
Oh in Night's garden has a fountain sprungF2
That over old earth showers forever youngF2
A fairy splendour of still dropping sprayK
Or in mad rapture has enamoured MayK
Through the warm dusk mounted like wine and toweredA2
And in far spaces infinitely floweredA2
Breaking the deep heaven into milky bloomG2
So beautiful in this most tender gloomG2
Ten thousand thousand stars through height on heightJ
Burn over us how breathless and how brightJ
Some wild some fevered some august and largeH2
Royal and blazing like a hero's targeH2
Some faint and secret from abysses broughtI2
Lone as an incommunicable thoughtI2
They throng they reign they droop they bloom they glowJ2
Upon our gaze and as we gaze they growJ2
In patience and in glory till the mindC2
Is brimmed and to all other being blindC2
They hang they fall towards us spears of fireK2
Piercing us through with joy and with desireK2
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Ah me Beloved comes an alien gustL2
A sudden cold thought blowing bitter dustL2
Upon this rapture They are dead all deadZ
'Tis but the beauty of Medusa's headZ
Gleaming on us in icy masks that stareI
From everlasting winter blind and bareI
They have no answer for our hearts that yearnM2
They have no joy in burning only burnM2
Upon their senseless motion Ah no noJ2
Can you not feel the warm truth overflowJ2
Light to light answers even as heart to heartN2
And by their shining we in them have partN2
Lo the same light that in the tiniest sparkO2
Makes momentary beauty from the darkO2
The light that blesses warm earth and inweavesD2
A million colours in young flowers and leavesD2
That our sick thoughts and melancholy eyesD2
Confounds with magical simplicitiesD2
Yea that by dawn's beginning shall unfoldO
Wide glimmering waters and to glory mouldO
Frore peaks wild torrents in the vales betweenE2
And golden mists on lawns of living greenE2
'Tis the same light that now above us showersD2
These star drops white and fair as falling flowersD2
And silent rings a cry from star to sunP2
Through all the worlds Light life and love are oneP2
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Hush your heart now Beloved hush to sinkQ2
Your thought down deep as the still mind can thinkQ2
Then climb as high as boldest thought can climbR2
Were these dark heavens the unfathomed gulfs of TimeR2
So might we see bright peopling spirits starS2
The memoriless ages burning farS2
Splendid or faint tempestuous or sereneE2
All quick and fiery spirits that have beenT2
From whose immortal ecstasies and painsD2
Drops of red life run sanguine in our veinsD2
Who lived and loved and prodigally spentU2
Their strength their prayers upon one pure intentU2
In whom no deed was willed no lonely thoughtI2
Attempered and to sword blade keenness broughtI2
But it has helped us even us for whomG2
They shine in glory from the ages' gloomG2
But oh it is not only these I seeD2
Look up behold unnumbered hosts to beD2
What shall we do for them whose hope endearsD2
Futurity's dark wilderness of yearsD2
Heroes that shall adventure and attainV2
What broke our wills in passion and in painV2
Sages to find all that we vainly seekW2
Poets to utter all we cannot speakW2
And they at last shall into strong towers buildX2
The stones we bled to gather the unfulfilledX2
House of our dream what was but fable sungF2
Or indignation on a prophet's tongueF2
Made form and hue of life's own tissue wroughtI2
Into the rich reality of thoughtI2
And women ah what majesty of fateY2
Is theirs for whom the little is made greatY2
The tender strong far off they also waitY2
The glory of their burden Love what deepS
Of mystery unfolds Let your heart leapS
Lo at your bosom all the world to comeZ2
A child It waits it watches it is dumbZ2
Yet hearkens and desires the vision growsD2
Before us and behind us overflowsD2
Mingling as throng on throng of stars o'erheadY2
One undivided host the mighty deadY2
The mightier unborn Time is rent awayK
There is no morrow no nor yesterdayK
Nor here nor there nor sleeping nor awakingF2
But like full waters into ocean breakingF2
Lost at this moment in our heart's high beatingF2
The boundless tides of either world are meetingF2
And by the love cry in my heart that ringsD2
And by the answer in your heart that singsD2
We feel at once exulting and afraidY2
Near to the glowing of the Hand that madeY2
And out of earth with divine fire instinctY2
Moulded us for each other's need and linkedY2
Our brief breath with the eternal will That lightY2
Shall kindle in the dulling world's despiteY2
The inmost of our spirits burning throughA3
The shadow of all we suffer dream and doA3
As surely as mine eyes new facultiedA3
In vision to the estranging day deniedA3
Still shall behold when this fair night is fledA3
All the stars shine round your belov d headA3

Robert Laurence Binyon



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