The Secret Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBB BBCB BDED FGHG IJKJ LMNM OPQP RSNT DBQB KUVU BBWB BXBX YZA2Z BBNB ETB2T C2D2ED2 NE2F2E2 QAC2A ABFBBBF G2H2H2I2BI2B AJ2QK2Q L2MBM M2L2N2L2 E2BBB COO2T BP2BP2 NE2Q2E2 R2NBN S2H2EH2 GE2BE2 BAT2A U2V2BV2 QW2BV NRE2R SQEQ X2BBB BET2E N2BEB NJ2BJ2 YBBBI | A |
I lay upon my bed in the great night | B |
The sense of my body drowsed | B |
But a clearness yet lingered in the spirit | B |
By soft obscurity housed | B |
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As an inn to a traveller on a long road | B |
Happy sleep appeared | B |
I should come there to the room of waiting dreams | C |
In the time that slowly neared | B |
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But still amid memory's wane fancy delighted | B |
Like wings in the afterglow | D |
Dipping to the freshness of the waves of living | E |
To recover from long ago | D |
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A touch or a voice then soaring aloft and afar | F |
The free world to range | G |
At last on the brink of the dark by subtle degrees | H |
Came a chilling and a change | G |
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Solitude sank to my marrow and pierced my veins | I |
Though I roam and though I learn | J |
All the wonder of earth and of men it is here | K |
In the end I must return | J |
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To the something alone that in each of us breathes and sleeps | L |
Profound isolate still | M |
And must brave the giant world and from hour to hour | N |
Must prove its own will | M |
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To this self unexcused and unglorified drawn | O |
From its fond shadows and bare | P |
Wherein no man that has been none that is or shall be | Q |
Shares or can ever share | P |
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And it tingled through me how all use and disguise | R |
Hide nothing none | S |
Avails to shield neither pleader nor protector | N |
But the truth of myself alone | T |
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And the days that have made me have I not made them also | D |
Are they not drops of my blood | B |
What have I done with them Flower they still within me | Q |
Or lie trodden in the mud | B |
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Why for god like freedom an irreplaceable Here | K |
An irrevocable Now | U |
They were heavy like strong chains about my bosom | V |
Like hard bonds upon my brow | U |
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The moments oozing out of the silence seemed | B |
From my very heart lost | B |
In the stream of the worlds I felt them hot like tears | W |
And of more than riches' cost | B |
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Yet what was it alien in me stood and rebelled | B |
And cried Nevertheless | X |
My passion is mine my strength and my frailty I am not | B |
Thrall unto Time's duress | X |
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Then suddenly rose before me older than all | Y |
Night of the soft speech | Z |
With murmur of tender winds yet terrible with stars | A2 |
Beyond fancy's reach | Z |
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Without foundation without summit without | B |
Haven or refuge Night | B |
Palpitating with stars that dizzy thought and desire | N |
In their unimagined flight | B |
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O these most terrible vast surmises touching | E |
The pulse of a fear unknown | T |
Where all experience breaks like a frail bubble | B2 |
And the soul is left alone | T |
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Alone and abandoned of all familiar uses | C2 |
Itself the only place | D2 |
It knows a question winged barbed and burning | E |
In the answerless frost of Space | D2 |
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I was afraid but my heart throbbed faster fiercer | N |
I trembled but cried anew | E2 |
I am strange to you O Stars O Night I am your exile | F2 |
I have no portion in you | E2 |
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Though you shall array your silences against me | Q |
I know you and defy | A |
Though I be but a moth in an abyss of ages | C2 |
This at least is not yours it is I | A |
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II | A |
O bless d be the touch of thought | B |
That marries moments from afar | F |
That finds the thing it had not sought | B |
And smells a spice no treasure bought | B |
And learns what never sages taught | B |
And sees this earth a dazzling star | F |
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As in the sheen of a lamp unseen | G2 |
The lamp of memory shrouded long | H2 |
There sprang before me sweet as song | H2 |
The vision of a branch of bloom | I2 |
A swaying branch of blossom scented | B |
And in that bloom amid the gloom | I2 |
My heart was luminously tented | B |
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III | A |
A score of years was melted and I was young | J2 |
And the world young with me | Q |
When in innocence of delight I laid me down | K2 |
Beneath a certain tree | Q |
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The breathing splendour of that remembered May | L2 |
Had yet seven days to spill | M |
In fragrant showers of fairy white and red | B |
And in notes from the blackbird's bill | M |
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When I laid me down on a bank by the water's edge | M2 |
In the glowing shadow I lay | L2 |
My very body was drenched in a speechless joy | N2 |
Whose cause I could not say | L2 |
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The sky was poured in singing rivers of blue | E2 |
The ripple danced in sight | B |
Close to the marge was a coloured pebble it burned | B |
Amid kisses of liquid light | B |
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Like a hurry of little flames the tremble of gleams | C |
Shivered up through the leaves and was gone | O |
Like a shaking of heavenly bells was the sound of the leaves | O2 |
In the tower of branches blown | T |
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And odours wandering each from its honeyed haunt | B |
Over the air stole | P2 |
Like memories out of a world before the world | B |
Seeking the private soul | P2 |
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But I knew not where my soul was in that hour | N |
Neither time nor place it knew | E2 |
It was trembling high in the topmost blossom that drank | Q2 |
Of the glory of airy blue | E2 |
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It was dark in the root that sucked of the plenteous earth | R2 |
It was lovely flames of fire | N |
It was water that murmured round and around the world | B |
It was poured in the sun's desire | N |
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Not the bird but the bird's bright wayward swiftness | S2 |
Not the flowers in magic throng | H2 |
But the shooting the breathing and the perfumed breaking | E |
Not the singer it was but the song | H2 |
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I touched the flesh of my body and it was strange | G |
It seemed that my spirit knew | E2 |
It was I no more yet the earth and the sky answered | B |
And cried aloud It is you | E2 |
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Then into my blood the word of my being thrilled | B |
Not a nerve but aware It is I | A |
Yet I could not tell my thought from the green of the grass | T2 |
My bliss from the blue of the sky | A |
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Overbrimmed overflowing I rose like one who has drunk | U2 |
Of a radiance keener than wine | V2 |
I stood on the marvellous earth and felt my blood | B |
As the stream of a power divine | V2 |
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Laughter of children afar on the air came to me | Q |
And touched me softly home | W2 |
There were tears in me like trembling dew I knew not | B |
Where they had stolen from | V |
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Who is not my brother and who is not my sister | N |
O wonder of human eyes | R |
Have I passed you by nor perceived how luminous in you | E2 |
All infinity lies | R |
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Love opened my eyes and opened my ears not one | S |
But his soul is as mine is to me | Q |
I heard like a ripple around the world breaking | E |
The voices of children in glee | Q |
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I saw the beauty secret as starlit wells | X2 |
Treasured in the bosoms of the old | B |
I heard like the whisper of leaf to leaf in the nightwind | B |
Hopes that the tongue never told | B |
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Was it the grass that quivered about me I felt | B |
Not that but the hearts beating | E |
Close to my own unnumbered as blades of the grass | T2 |
And the dead in the quick heart meeting | E |
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And I knew the dreams of wandering sorrow and joy | N2 |
Breathed in the sleep of the night | B |
From the other side of the earth that for me was glowing | E |
To the round horizon's light | B |
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The earth that moves through the light and the dark for ever | N |
As a dancer moves among | J2 |
The maze of her sister stars with a silent speed | B |
In a dance that is always young | J2 |
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And the heart of my body knew that it shared in all | Y |
It was there not alone nor afraid | B |
It throbbed in the life that can never be destroyed | B |
In the things Time never made | B |
Robert Laurence Binyon
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