Dante, Shakespeare, Milton - From Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPOQRO STKPUVWXYZA2B2C2D2E2 F2G2H2I2J2ZK2L2M2N2O 2G2EP2Q2R2N2S2T2U2V2 W2X2Y2Z2A3GB3C3B3D3T 2E3J2F3B2G3

Doctor Ah thou tooA
Sad Alighieri like a waning moonB
Setting in storm behind a grove of baysC
Balder Yes the great Florentine who wove his webD
And thrust it into hell and drew it forthE
Immortal having burn d all that could burnF
And leaving only what shall still be foundG
Untouch d nor with the small of fire upon itH
Under the final ashes of this worldI
Doctor Shakespeare and MiltonJ
Balder Switzerland and homeK
I ne er see Milton but I see the AlpsL
As once sole standing on a peak supremeM
To the extremest verge summit and gulfN
I saw height after depth Alp beyond AlpO
O er which the rising and the sinking soulP
Sails into distance heaving as a shipO
O er a great sea that sets to strands unseenQ
And as the mounting and descending barkR
Borne on exulting by the under deepO
Gains of the wild wave something not the waveS
Catches a joy of going and a willT
Resistless and upon the last lee foamK
Leaps into air beyond it so the soulP
upon the Alpine ocean mountain toss dU
Incessant carried up to heaven and plungedV
To darkness and still wet with drops of deathW
Held into light eternal and againX
Cast down to be again uplift in vastY
And infinite succession cannot stayZ
The mad momentum but in frenzied sightA2
Of horizontal clouds and mists and skiesB2
And the untried Inane springs on the surgeC2
Of things and passing matter by a forceD2
Material thro vacuity careersE2
Rising and fallingF2
Doctor And my Shakespeare CallG2
Milton your Alps and which is he amongH2
The tops of Andes Keep your ParadiseI2
And Eves and Adams but give me the EarthJ2
That Shakespeare drew and make it grave and gayZ
With Shakespeare s men and women let me laughK2
Or weep with them and you a wager ayeL2
A wager by my faith either his museM2
Was the recording angel or that handN2
Cherubic which fills up the Book of LifeO2
Caught what the last relaxing gripe let fallG2
By a death bed at Stratford and hence forthE
Holds Shakespeare s pen Now strain your sinews poetP2
And top your Pelion Milton SwitzerlandQ2
And English ShakespeareR2
Balder This dear English landN2
This happy England loud with brooks and birdsS2
Shining with harvests cool with dewy treesT2
And bloom d from hill to dell but whose best flowersU2
Are daughters and Ophelia still more fairV2
Than any rose she weaves whose noblest floodsW2
The pulsing torrent of a nation s heartX2
Whose forests stronger than her native oaksY2
Are living men and whose unfathom d lakesZ2
Forever calm the unforgotten deadA3
In quiet graveyards willow d seemly roundG
O er which To day bends sad and sees his faceB3
Whose rocks are rights consolidate of oldC3
Thro unremember d years around whose baseB3
The ever surging peoples roll and roarD3
Perpetual as around her cliffs the seasT2
That only wash them whiter and whose mountainsE3
Souls that from this mere footing of the earthJ2
Lift their great virtues thro all clouds of FateF3
Up to the very heavens and make them riseB2
To keep the gods above usG3

Sydney Thompson Dobell



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