Limbo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEDDFFGG DDHHDDIIJJDDDDGGKKLL EEMMCDDC| The sole true Something This In Limbo Den | A |
| It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men | A |
| For skimming in the wake it mock'd the care | B |
| Of the old Boat God for his Farthing Fare | B |
| Tho' Irus' Ghost itself he ne'er frown'd blacker on | C |
| The skin and skin pent Druggist crost the Acheron | C |
| Styx and with Puriphlegethon Cocytus | D |
| The very names methinks might thither fright us | D |
| Unchang'd it cross'd shall some fated Hour | E |
| Be pulveris'd by Demogorgon's power | E |
| And given as poison to annilate Souls | D |
| Even now It shrinks them they shrink in as Moles | D |
| Nature's mute Monks live Mandrakes of the ground | F |
| Creep back from Light then listen for its Sound | F |
| See but to dread and dread they know not why | G |
| The natural Alien of their negative Eye | G |
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| 'Tis a strange place this Limbo not a Place | D |
| Yet name it so where Time weary Space | D |
| Fettered from flight with night mair sense of fleeing | H |
| Strive for their last crepuscular half being | H |
| Lank Space and scytheless Time with branny hands | D |
| Barren and soundless as the measuring sands | D |
| Not mark'd by flit of Shades unmeaning they | I |
| As Moonlight on the dial of the day | I |
| But that is lovely looks like Human Time | J |
| An Old Man with a steady Look sublime | J |
| That stops his earthly Task to watch the skies | D |
| But he is blind a Statue hath such Eyes | D |
| Yet having moon ward turn'd his face by chance | D |
| Gazes the orb with moon like countenance | D |
| With scant white hairs with foretop bald high | G |
| He gazes still his eyeless Face all Eye | G |
| As 'twere an organ full of silent Sight | K |
| His whole Face seemeth to rejoice in Light | K |
| Lip touching lip all moveless bust and limb | L |
| He seems to gaze at that which seems to gaze on him | L |
| No such sweet sights doth Limbo Den immure | E |
| Wall'd round and made a Spirit jail secure | E |
| By the mere Horror of blank Naught at all | M |
| Whose circumambience doth these Ghosts enthral | M |
| A lurid thought is growthless dull Privation | C |
| Yet that is but a Purgatory curse | D |
| Hell knows a fear far worse | D |
| A fear a future fate 'Tis positive Negation | C |
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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