Westward Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBAAAAAACCAADDEFGG HHAAAAIIJKLLAAAAMMAA NNNNAANN CCNNAAOOPPQQNNRRJJAA SSTTUUVVWWNNFFPPXYNN ZZA2A2B2B2HHUUAAC2C2 AAAAAAD2D2E2E2MMAACC AAMMU UNNNNCCF2EG2G2NNAANN AAD2D2CCAANNUH2NNE2E 2I2B2J2K2L2L2M2M2NNA ARRNNAAN2N2AAG2G2O2O 2AAP2Q2OOR2R2S2S2NNT 2T2NNAA S2S2KJAAF2FU2U2NNCCT 2 T2V2V2F2F2P2T2CCLLAA D2D2W2W2NNAACCCCHHAA AANNAAX2X2LPAAY2MQQE 2E2 Z2Z2AANNAAHH| I found my Love among the fern She slept | A |
| My shadow stole across her as I stept | A |
| More lightly and slowly seeing her pillowed so | B |
| In the short turfed and shelving green hollow | B |
| Upon a cushion of wild thyme amid | A |
| Tall bracken tufts that roughly luminous hid | A |
| Her hair in amber shadow Then I stopped | A |
| The light was in the West the wind had dropped | A |
| A burning fragrance breathed out of the ground | A |
| And the sea murmur rose remote around | A |
| But my Love slept My very heart was singing | C |
| With the sweet swarm of winged thoughts it was bringing | C |
| And she lay there with the just heaving breast | A |
| So still As a lark drops down to its nest | A |
| I sank beside her waiting for those eyes | D |
| To complete earth with light that nowhere lies | D |
| But in their depths for me and carry home | E |
| The flight of my full spirit I had come | F |
| From wandering wide beaches far beneath | G |
| This airy height of summer scented heath | G |
| I was alone and the shore solitary | H |
| And the sea glittered infinite and starry | H |
| As on the sands I paced that dazzling wet | A |
| Shone round until the tumbled rocks they met | A |
| At the gaunt cliff's root silvery runnels fed | A |
| From oozy levels draining to their bed | A |
| Wound flashing between smoothly furrowed slabs | I |
| Which the sky coloured there the youngling crabs | I |
| Had scrawled a trail and weeds dull rose and green | J |
| Lay by their shadows where old foam had been | K |
| Crusted with shells A mist of finest spray | L |
| Blew from the western glory and in the bay | L |
| The ever streaming surges gleamed and roared | A |
| Like a rejoicing Power for ever poured | A |
| For the mere splendour of its motion salt | A |
| The air came to the nostril and the vault | A |
| Of heaven had burnt its colours into one | M |
| Unfathomable clearness that the sun | M |
| Was soul of as it journeyed down the West | A |
| And in the leaping waters made each crest | A |
| A moment of live fire I breathed the immense | N |
| And shining silence It was to my sense | N |
| Like youth that's all horizon and misgives | N |
| Nothing and in the unbounded moment lives | N |
| And names not hope yet among things endured | A |
| And unamended being so assured | A |
| Of its desire and the long day and so | N |
| Ignorant of that swift Night saying No | N |
| - | |
| Ah why should peace and liberty most bring | C |
| Into the heart that loves them most the sting | C |
| Of Time's oppression and the thwarting thorns | N |
| The loss the want the many clouded morns | N |
| O for deliverance To untwist the bond | A |
| Of circumstance to breathe the blest Beyond | A |
| Where we would be to incarnate clean and true | O |
| All we were born and dedicated to | O |
| O Love how often have we shared that sigh | P |
| To me beside that boundless sea and sky | P |
| Intolerably came my briefness all | Q |
| The undone things Why into hearts so small | Q |
| Were crammed these hungering immensities | N |
| Thrust each day back to a prison that denies | N |
| Their native satisfaction I cast me down | R |
| On a great slope of rock that ribbed and brown | R |
| Was cloven at the top and in between | J |
| The hollowed ledges I could lightly lean | J |
| And see the deep cup of a pool it held | A |
| Its limpid leaving of the surge that swelled | A |
| A tide since over that sea buried reef | S |
| A round pool deeply clear beyond belief | S |
| Rough with minute white shells about its rim | T |
| Its crystal in the shadow gleamed how dim | T |
| And small while in my eye the homeless main | U |
| Its brine was of a splendid restless plain | U |
| Of water spread a path for any keel | V |
| To take the round world over and to feel | V |
| Pressures of every wind and haven far | W |
| Where it should choose mirroring mast and spar | W |
| In sultry smooth lagoon or under pines | N |
| Snow plumed on iron fiord or where lines | N |
| Of ships at a famed port with traffic hum | F |
| And chimes of foreign bells to sailors come | F |
| And strange towers over crowded wharfs look high | P |
| Ah such a drop of casual life was I | P |
| At evening left my simple scanted raw | X |
| Experience but the sipping of a straw | Y |
| Snatched from me soon I lifted up my gaze | N |
| Into the west and the spray misted blaze | N |
| Where the sun gloried and his glittering track | Z |
| Allured me on and on Then I looked back | Z |
| All was changed Something had transfigured each | A2 |
| Of those hard cliffs that thrust into the beach | A2 |
| Their bouldered ramparts Every narrow seam | B2 |
| Brimmed with the opposite light and the warm gleam | B2 |
| Found out small clusters of sea pink and many | H |
| A samphire tuft in its uneven cranny | H |
| And bloomed a burning orange on the stain | U |
| Of lichen and dissembled rosy grain | U |
| On the rock's blackness At the summit showed | A |
| A gemmy green where the grass patches glowed | A |
| Between those jutting crags The air was hush | C2 |
| And the shore quivered with a phantom flush | C2 |
| Of molten colours on far shining sand | A |
| All was as warm to sight as to the hand | A |
| Distinct yet insubstantial as if what | A |
| The eye saw had been created by a thought | A |
| Intenser than its vision Memory played | A |
| A music in the mind and Time delayed | A |
| To whisper names forgotten I saw no more | D2 |
| The sculpture of those rocks that vivid shore | D2 |
| But far off hours arose before me there | E2 |
| Beautiful in a bright unearthly air | E2 |
| Memory touched her stops and one by one | M |
| They came each with its own shadow and sun | M |
| And its peculiar perfume each a part | A |
| Of the quick blood and pulsing of my heart | A |
| I carried riches I was as a king | C |
| Clothed in a more than royal apparelling | C |
| Because of glories in the mind and light | A |
| In eyes I knew and the unended flight | A |
| Of thought and friendship warmer than the sun | M |
| And dateless joy and hope shared and things done | M |
| With all the soul's strength and still precious pain | U |
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| Youth O sweet careless Youth flooding the vein | U |
| With easy blood what time the body knows | N |
| Scarce that it is so brimmingly life glows | N |
| Within it and its motions are like words | N |
| Born happy on the lips and like the birds | N |
| On April blossomed boughs rich fancies throng | C |
| The mind's exuberance and spill in song | C |
| I think my heart back into all the bloom | F2 |
| And feel it fresh As one that enters home | E |
| I am there the shyness and the secret flame | G2 |
| Of ecstasy that knew not any name | G2 |
| The wild heart eating fevers the young tears | N |
| The absorbed soul the trouble and the fears | N |
| Wide as the night the joy without a thought | A |
| Meeting the morning Time has never taught | A |
| My heart to lose them Still I smell that rose | N |
| Of so inscrutable sweetness and still glows | N |
| The glory of the wonder when I first | A |
| Heard the enchanted poets and they burst | A |
| In song upon my spirit as if before | D2 |
| No one had ever passed that magic door | D2 |
| But for me first in all the world they sang | C |
| Sweetest of all things Youth sweet in the pang | C |
| As in the pleasure you are in me yet | A |
| Changed as the grape to wine could I forget | A |
| Then were this hand dust In those yesterdays | N |
| Memory happy and familiar strays | N |
| Exploring hours that long in shadow lain | U |
| Come effortlessly all distinct again | H2 |
| As in my light boat I would track the banks | N |
| Of narrow streams that rippled past the ranks | N |
| Of yellow flowered reeds and knew not where | E2 |
| They led me for no human sound was there | E2 |
| But the shy wings were near me and I to them | I2 |
| And the wild earth was round me as in a dream | B2 |
| And I was melted into it I can hear | J2 |
| Lost in the green bright silence where I steer | K2 |
| Beneath gold shadows wavering on my arm | L2 |
| The water saying over its low charm | L2 |
| Among the reeds and dreading to disturb | M2 |
| The mirror of the blossomed willow herb | M2 |
| Drink it into my heart O idle hours | N |
| Floating with motion like the summer towers | N |
| Of cloud in the blue noon I have not drained | A |
| Your fullness yet for all that care has rained | A |
| Upon defeated days of dark sundown | R |
| Like burial of all beauty and all renown | R |
| When the spirit sits within its fortalice | N |
| And watches mute One simple passionate kiss | N |
| Can alter earth for ever Out of what | A |
| Imagination or what far forethought | A |
| Of Time came Love in beauty new and strange | N2 |
| With eyes of light my earth and sky to change | N2 |
| And bring me vision of a promised land | A |
| As if long sunken centuries had planned | A |
| The meeting of our lips From far we came | G2 |
| To one another ere we had a name | G2 |
| Wonderful shape white ecstasy the cup | O2 |
| That God with living wine has so filled up | O2 |
| O body made like music like a word | A |
| Syllabled in spontaneous accord | A |
| Quick sensed with apprehension capable | P2 |
| Of extreme joy of pangs far piercing full | Q2 |
| Of divine wants like a wave moving through | O |
| The passionate and transparent soul of you | O |
| O mystery and power charged with unknown | R2 |
| Futurities a lovely flame that's blown | R2 |
| In the wind of life and sister'd to all fire | S2 |
| That has in it the peril of all desire | S2 |
| Dearer than breath what are you made of whence | N |
| Come you I know not the eluded sense | N |
| Only replies To name her is to tell | T2 |
| The very name of Love '' It is to spell | T2 |
| A language more profound than tongue can use | N |
| Written in the heart's blood of the world to lose | N |
| All that is worth the losing and to trust | A |
| In spite of withered leaf and charnel dust | A |
| - | |
| Who knows his own beginning Hour from hour | S2 |
| Is born in secret buds and breaks to flower | S2 |
| Within us Nothing we have ever been | K |
| Nothing we have endured nothing we have seen | J |
| Ay and before we came into this light | A |
| Were sacrificial hopes and exquisite | A |
| Fears and the jealous patience of the womb | F2 |
| And throes of self consuming martyrdom | F |
| Imprinted on the fibre of our flesh | U2 |
| Nothing is ended but is made afresh | U2 |
| Into a subtler potency the eyes | N |
| See a more wondrous earth the senses prize | N |
| More its more pregnant meaning and we go | C |
| To enrich a world beyond us overflow | C |
| Into a mind of what thoughts who can tell | T2 |
| - | |
| O Love we draw from an unfathomed well | T2 |
| Where are the June nights that made heaven a whole | V2 |
| Blue jewel throbbing through the very soul | V2 |
| Where is the dizzying bloom and the perfume | F2 |
| Earth ecstasy sighed up to starry gloom | F2 |
| That in the touching lips' ineffable | P2 |
| Communion was a spirit and a spell | T2 |
| As if we had found within ourselves a being | C |
| More infinite than any shown to seeing | C |
| Where is the beauty that stole thought away | L |
| And moved to tears some one remembered day | L |
| Where is the laughter some sweet chance would start | A |
| To leave its summer warmth about the heart | A |
| Where are the places we shall see no more | D2 |
| Are they not powers to haunt us at the core | D2 |
| Of feeling and evoke the eternal Now | W2 |
| Like music out of nothing Nay I vow | W2 |
| Most perishable most immortal tastes | N |
| And the frail flame that touches us and hastes | N |
| Into the dark endures more than the build | A |
| Of proudest fortress We are found and filled | A |
| And it suffices For we pass among | C |
| Grandeurs and from a grandeur we are sprung | C |
| Marvellous in our destiny and know | C |
| Man is most man meeting a giant foe | C |
| Whether overcoming or defeated We | H |
| Who hear like moving rumour of the sea | H |
| And march of ocean waves the human sound | A |
| About us filled with meaning more profound | A |
| Who know what hearts beat by us and have shared | A |
| In all the mighty martyr names have dared | A |
| Who feel all earth beneath the stars the race | N |
| Of rivers and the mountains in their place | N |
| Faculties of our being and have a mind | A |
| Dyed in the ardent story of our kind | A |
| We in our briefness in our storm and ache | X2 |
| Our loves magnificent in hearts that break | X2 |
| We all our bonds and bounds exceeding ay | L |
| Burning a loftier flame because we die | P |
| We at Time's outpost we the thrust spear head | A |
| Against the opposing darkness of the dead | A |
| We are the world's adventure We speed on | Y2 |
| Stay not but westward travel with the sun | M |
| Westward into the splendour that takes all | Q |
| And carry far into the great light's fall | Q |
| That infinite memory of the world we bear | E2 |
| Within our spirits burning and aware | E2 |
| - | |
| Wake Love awake Her eyes shone into mine | Z2 |
| That moment In the air was light divine | Z2 |
| Sinking and yet suspended still to hold | A |
| Rocks ocean heaven within one bath of gold | A |
| But in the soul that met me from those eyes | N |
| Impassioning the beauty of the skies | N |
| Was my completion Earth as newly made | A |
| Ev'n to the smallest shape of green grass blade | A |
| Lived and the thrilled bright silence sang to me | H |
| For in the hush I heard the boundless sea | H |
Robert Laurence Binyon
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