Why This Volume Is So Thin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDDEFFEGGHIJIKKJF JFLMNONOPP

In youth I dreamed as other youths have dreamtA
Of love and thrummed an amateur guitarB
To verses of my own a stout attemptC
To hold communion with the Evening StarB
I wrote a sonnet rhymed it made it scanD
Ah me how trippingly those last lines ranD
O Hesperus O happy star to bendE
O'er Helen's bosom in the tranced westF
To match the hours heave by upon her breastF
And at her parted lip for dreams attendE
If dawn defraud thee how shall I be deemedG
Who house within that bosom and am dreamedG
For weeks I thought these lines remarkableH
For weeks I put on airs and called myselfI
A bard till on a day as it befellJ
I took a small green Moxon from the shelfI
At random opened at a casual placeK
And found my young illusions face to faceK
With this 'Still steadfast still unchangeableJ
Pillow'd upon my fair Love's ripening breastF
To feel for ever its soft fall and swellJ
Awake for ever in a sweet unrestF
Still still to hear her tender taken breathL
And so live ever or else swoon to death 'M
O gulf not to be crossed by taking thoughtN
O heights by toil not to be overcomeO
Great Keats unto your altar straight I broughtN
My speech and from the shrine departed dumbO
And yet sometimes I think you played it hardP
Upon a rather hopeful minor bardP

Sir Arthur Quiller-couch



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