Opifex Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBB BCCB DEED FGGF HIIH JBBJ

As I was carving images from cloudsA
And tinting them with soft ethereal dyesB
Pressed from the pulp of dreams one comes and criesB
Forbear and all my heaven with gloom enshroudsB
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Forbear Thou hast no tools wherewith to essayB
The delicate waves of that elusive grainC
Wouldst have due recompense of vulgar painC
The potter's wheel for thee and some coarse clayB
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So work if work thou must O humbly skilledD
Thou hast not known the Master in thy soulE
His spirit moves not with a sweet controlE
Thou art outside and art not of the guildD
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Thereat I rose and from his presence passedF
But going murmured To the God aboveG
Who holds my heart and knows its store of loveG
I turn from thee thou proud iconoclastF
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Then on the shore God stooped to me and saidH
He spake the truth even so the springs are setI
That move thy life nor will they suffer letI
Nor change their scope else living thou wert deadH
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This is thy life indulge its natural flowJ
And carve these forms They yet may find a placeB
On shelves for them reserved In any caseB
I bid thee carve them knowing what I knowJ

Thomas Edward Brown



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