Limitations Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFGFG HIJI KLKL MNNOO PPEPPP PCPQRMRMPMIf you could crowd them into forty lines | A |
Yes you can do it once you get a start | B |
All that you want is waiting in your head | C |
For long ago you've learnt it off by heart | B |
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Begin your mind's the room where you have slept | D |
Don't pause for rhymes till twilight woke you early | E |
The window stands wide open as it stood | F |
When tree tops loomed enchanted for a child | G |
Hearing the dawn's first thrushes through the wood | F |
Warbling you know the words serene and wild | G |
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You've said it all before you dreamed of Death | H |
A dim Apollo in the bird voiced breeze | I |
That drifts across the morning veiled with showers | J |
While golden weather shines among dark trees | I |
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You've got your limitations let them sing | K |
And all your life will waken with a cry | L |
Why should you halt when rapture's on the wing | K |
And you've no limit but the cloud flocked sky | L |
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But some chap shouts 'Here stop it that's been done ' | - |
As God might holloa to the rising sun | M |
And then relent because the glorying rays | N |
Remind Him of green glinting Eden days | N |
And Adam's trustful eyes as he looks up | O |
From carving eagles on his beechwood cup | O |
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Young Adam knew his job he could condense | P |
Life to an eagle from the unknown immense | P |
Go on whoever you are your lines can be | E |
A whisper in the music from the weirs | P |
Of song that plunge and tumble toward the sea | P |
That is the uncharted mercy of our tears | P |
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I told you it was easy Words are fools | P |
Who follow blindly once they get a lead | C |
But thoughts are kingfishers that haunt the pools | P |
Of quiet seldom seen and all you need | Q |
Is just that flash of joy above your dream | R |
So when those forty platitudes are done | M |
You'll hear a bird note calling from the stream | R |
That wandered through your childhood and the sun | M |
Will strike the old flaming wonder from the waters | P |
And there'll be forty lines not yet begun | M |
Siegfried Sassoon
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