The Drug-shop, Or, Endymion In Edmonstoun Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDBEFGHB IBIIB JKJJK LMLLM BNBBN FGOOG OBOOB PQPPK RISSI OBOOB TUTTU VWVVWKQ BXBBX Y ZOBO BA2BA2 BOBO KOBO BOB2O OOC2O D2C2D2C2 BE2F2E2 D2OWO G2CD2C G2OBO A2C2WC2 KH2BH2 D2OKO BKBQ D2D2OD2 BOBO UI2D2I2 KJ2BJ2 BOOO D2BBB BBK2B OL2D2L2 OC2D2C2 M2D2OD2 WD2BD2 D2KHF2HK D2D2WWWD2 KJ2OJ2 KD2OD2 KKM2K WN2ON2 D2D2UD2 KKD2D2AOh yes I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny mooning around as usual He will never make his way | A |
Letter of George Keats | B |
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Night falls the great jars glow against the dark | C |
Dark green dusk red and like a coiling snake | D |
Writhing eternally in smoky gyres | B |
Great ropes of gorgeous vapor twist and turn | E |
Within them So the Eastern fisherman | F |
Saw the swart genie rise when the lead seal | G |
Scribbled with charms was lifted from the jar | H |
And well how went the tale Like this like this | B |
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No herbage broke the barren flats of land | I |
No winds dared loiter within smiling trees | B |
Nor were there any brooks on either hand | I |
Only the dry bright sand | I |
Naked and golden lay before the seas | B |
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One boat toiled noiselessly along the deep | J |
The thirsty ripples dying silently | K |
Upon its track Far out the brown nets sweep | J |
And night begins to creep | J |
Across the intolerable mirror of the sea | K |
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Twice the nets rise a trail with sea plants brown | L |
Distorted shells and rocks green mossed with slime | M |
Nought else The fisher sick at heart kneels down | L |
Prayer may appease God's frown | L |
He thinks then kneeling casts for the third time | M |
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And lo an earthen jar bound round with brass | B |
Lies tangled in the cordage of his net | N |
About the bright waves gleam like shattered glass | B |
And where the sea's rim was | B |
The sun dips flat and red about to set | N |
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The prow grates on the beach The fisherman | F |
Stoops tearing at the cords that bind the seal | G |
Shall pearls roll out lustrous and white and wan | O |
Lapis carnelian | O |
Unheard of stones that make the sick mind reel | G |
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With wonder of their beauty Rubies then | O |
Green emeralds glittering like the eyes of beasts | B |
Poisonous opals good to madden men | O |
Gold bezants ten and ten | O |
Hard regal diamonds like kingly feasts | B |
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He tugged the seal gave way A little smoke | P |
Curled like a feather in the darkening sky | Q |
A blinding gush of fire burst flamed and broke | P |
A voice like a wind spoke | P |
Armored with light and turbaned terribly | K |
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A genie tramped the round earth underfoot | R |
His head sought out the stars his cupped right hand | I |
Made half the sky one darkness He was mute | S |
The sun a ripened fruit | S |
Drooped lower Scarlet eddied o'er the sand | I |
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The genie spoke O miserable one | O |
Thy prize awaits thee come and hug it close | B |
A noble crown thy draggled nets have won | O |
For this that thou hast done | O |
Blessed are fools A gift remains for those | B |
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His hand sought out his sword and lightnings flared | T |
Across the sky in one great bloom of fire | U |
Poised like a toppling mountain it hung bared | T |
Suns that were jewels glared | T |
Along its hilt The air burnt like a pyre | U |
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Once more the genie spoke Something I owe | V |
To thee thou fool thou fool Come canst thou sing | W |
Yea Sing then if thy song be brave then go | V |
Free and released or no | V |
Find first some task some overmastering thing | W |
I cannot do and find it speedily | K |
For if thou dost not thou shalt surely die | Q |
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The sword whirled back The fisherman uprose | B |
And if at first his voice was weak with fear | X |
And his limbs trembled it was but a doze | B |
And at the high song's close | B |
He stood up straight His voice rang loud and clear | X |
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The Song | Y |
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Last night the quays were lighted | Z |
Cressets of smoking pine | O |
Glared o'er the roaring mariners | B |
That drink the yellow wine | O |
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Their song rolled to the rafters | B |
It struck the high stars pale | A2 |
Such worth was in their discourse | B |
Such wonder in their tale | A2 |
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Blue borage filled the clinking cups | B |
The murky night grew wan | O |
Till one rose crowned with laurel leaves | B |
That was an outland man | O |
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Come let us drink to war said he | K |
The torch of the sacked town | O |
The swan's bath and the wolf ships | B |
And Harald of renown | O |
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Yea while the milk was on his lips | B |
Before the day was born | O |
He took the Almayne Kaiser's head | B2 |
To be his drinking horn | O |
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Yea while the down was on his chin | O |
Or yet his beard was grown | O |
He broke the gates of Micklegarth | C2 |
And stole the lion throne | O |
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Drink to Harald king of the world | D2 |
Lord of the tongue and the troth | C2 |
To the bellowing horns of Ostfriesland | D2 |
And the trumpets of the Goth | C2 |
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Their shouts rolled to the rafters | B |
The drink horns crashed and rang | E2 |
And all their talk was a clangor of war | F2 |
As swords together sang | E2 |
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But dimly through the deep night | D2 |
Where stars like flowers shone | O |
A passionate shape came gliding | W |
I saw one thing alone | O |
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I only saw my young love | G2 |
Shining against the dark | C |
The whiteness of her raiment | D2 |
The head that bent to hark | C |
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I only saw my young love | G2 |
Like flowers in the sun | O |
Her hands like waxen petals | B |
Where yawning poppies run | O |
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I only felt there chrysmal | A2 |
Against my cheek her breath | C2 |
Though all the winds were baying | W |
And the sky bright with Death | C2 |
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Red sparks whirled up the chimney | K |
A hungry flaught of flame | H2 |
And a lean man from Greece arose | B |
Thrasyllos was his name | H2 |
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I praise all noble wines he cried | D2 |
Green robes of tissue fine | O |
Peacocks and apes and ivory | K |
And Homer's sea loud line | O |
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Statues and rings and carven gems | B |
And the wise crawling sea | K |
But most of all the crowns of kings | B |
The rule they wield thereby | Q |
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Power fired power blank and bright | D2 |
A fit hilt for the hand | D2 |
The one good sword for a freeman | O |
While yet the cold stars stand | D2 |
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Their shouts rolled to the rafters | B |
The air was thick with wine | O |
I only knew her deep eyes | B |
And felt her hand in mine | O |
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Softly as quiet water | U |
One finger touched my cheek | I2 |
Her face like gracious moonlight | D2 |
I might not move nor speak | I2 |
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I only saw that beauty | K |
I only felt that form | J2 |
There in the silken darkness | B |
God wot my heart was warm | J2 |
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Their shouts rolled to the rafters | B |
Another chief began | O |
His slit lips showed him for a Hun | O |
He was an evil man | O |
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Sing to the joys of women he yelled | D2 |
The hot delicious tents | B |
The soft couch and the white limbs | B |
The air a steam of scents | B |
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His eyes gleamed and he wet his lips | B |
The rafters shook with cheers | B |
As he sang of woman who is man's slave | K2 |
For all unhonored years | B |
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Whether the wanton laughs amain | O |
With one white shoulder bare | L2 |
Or in a sacked room you unbind | D2 |
Some crouching maiden's hair | L2 |
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This is the only good for man | O |
Like spices of the South | C2 |
To see the glimmering body laid | D2 |
As pasture to his mouth | C2 |
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To leave no lees within the cup | M2 |
To see and take and rend | D2 |
To lap a girl's limbs up like wine | O |
And laugh knowing the end | D2 |
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Only like low still breathing | W |
I heard one voice one word | D2 |
And hot speech poured upon my lips | B |
As my hands held a sword | D2 |
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Fools thrice fools of lust I cried | D2 |
Your eyes are blind to see | K |
Eternal beauty moving far | H |
More glorious than horns of war | F2 |
But though my eyes were one blind scar | H |
That sight is shown to me | K |
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You nuzzle at the ivory side | D2 |
You clasp the golden head | D2 |
Fools fools who chatter and sing | W |
You have taken the sign of a terrible thing | W |
You have drunk down God with your beeswing | W |
And broken the saints for bread | D2 |
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For God moves darkly | K |
In silence and in storm | J2 |
But in the body of woman | O |
He shows one burning form | J2 |
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For God moves blindly | K |
In darkness and in dread | D2 |
But in the body of woman | O |
He raises up the dead | D2 |
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Gracile and straight as birches | K |
Swift as the questing birds | K |
They fill true lovers' drink horns up | M2 |
Who speak not having no words | K |
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Love is not delicate toying | W |
A slim and shimmering mesh | N2 |
It is two souls wrenched into one | O |
Two bodies made one flesh | N2 |
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Lust is a sprightly servant | D2 |
Gallant where wines are poured | D2 |
Love is a bitter master | U |
Love is an iron lord | D2 |
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Satin ease of the body | K |
Fattened sloth of the hands | K |
These and their like he will not send | D2 |
Only immortal fires to rend | D2 |
And the world's end is your j | A |
Stephen Vincent Benet
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