The Bathers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACBDCB EFFGEHHEHHHII JHHHKLKLMMKHHNOOHPHH H QBHQBHRRSHSHHither from thirsty day | A |
And stifling labour and the street's hot glare | B |
To twilight shut away | A |
Beyond the soft roar under hovering trees | C |
Hither the gleeful multitudes repair | B |
And by the open echoing evening shore | D |
On the dim grass to the faint freshened breeze | C |
With laughter their delighted bodies bare | B |
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Peaceful above the sunset's burning smoke | E |
One star and white moon lure the eastern night | F |
Already tasting of that wished delight | F |
The great elms stir their boughs | G |
As from the day's hot languor they awoke | E |
But the gliding cool of water whispering calls | H |
The bathers in soft plunging falls | H |
To overtake its ripple with swift stroke | E |
Or pillowing their upward faces drowse | H |
On undulation of an easy peace | H |
Miraculous release | H |
Of heavy spirits laving all desire | I |
With satisfaction and with joy entire | I |
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Strange now the factory's humming wheel the cry | J |
Of tireless engines the swift hoisted bales | H |
Unnumbered strange the smell of ordered wares | H |
In the shop's dimness noonday traffic fails | H |
Out of the wave washed ear stiff office stool | K |
And busy hush and like a turbid dream | L |
The tavern's glittering fume insensibly | K |
Ebbs with the hot race and the glutted stream | L |
Of labour thieving the dear sands of youth | M |
But ever closer like sweet tasting truth | M |
The vivid drench the yielding pressure cool | K |
And like a known touch comes the fitful breeze | H |
From murmuring silence the suspended trees | H |
Above the wet drops that from hair and beard | N |
Run down the rippled back are real and sweet | O |
Warm are the breathing limbs and the firm feet | O |
Tread lightly the firm ground or lightly race | H |
To mirthful cries while Evening nearer heard | P |
And felt a presence of invisible things | H |
Inbreathes as to the nostril keen she brings | H |
The darkling scented freshness of the grass | H |
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O now from raiment of illusion shed | Q |
The perfect body moves rejecting care | B |
And to mysterious liberty remits | H |
The rejoicing mind in native pasture fed | Q |
And mates its glory with the priceless air | B |
The universal beam whatever fits | H |
Untamable spirits nor is bought nor sold | R |
Equalled with heroes old | R |
That beautifully people the green morn | S |
Of time and from pale marble young and wise | H |
Gaze past our hurrying world our triumphs worn | S |
And our hearts trouble with their peaceful eyes | H |
Robert Laurence Binyon
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