Statio Quarta Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEECFGFGHIAHA AAJGGKLLKJMMLNNOAPPQ QAARRNSNNAADDEETUV| We have not seen the sun for many days | A |
| But now through East wind haze | A |
| He makes a shift | B |
| To send a luminous drift | B |
| To which as to his full unclouded splendour | C |
| The meek contented earth makes glad surrender | C |
| God bless the simple earth | D |
| That gave me birth | D |
| God bless her that she looks so pleased | E |
| The soul thai is diseased | E |
| With this world's sorrow | C |
| Well sir ought to look | F |
| Beyond and yet beyond not in this narrow nook of His creation | G |
| Will God make up His book | F |
| The whole is one great scheme of compensation | G |
| The net result | H |
| Is all I too have had my dream | I |
| As from my nonage dedicate a meustgx | A |
| Of that great cult | H |
| I saw Lord Love upon his galley pass | A |
| Westward from Cyprus smooth as glass | A |
| The sea was all before him He as keleustgx | A |
| Stood at the stern and piped | J |
| The rhythms but ever and anon | G |
| As worked upon | G |
| By some familiar Fury grasping a scourge | K |
| An amethyst | L |
| Fastened it to his wrist Love's wrist | L |
| He ran along the transtra and did urge | K |
| The rowers and striped | J |
| Their backs with blood whereat they leapt | M |
| Like maddened hounds and swept | M |
| The sea until it hissed | L |
| Then I Lord Love what means this cruelty | N |
| But he to me | N |
| Deigned no reply | O |
| Only I saw his face was wet with tears | A |
| And he did look beyond and yet beyond | P |
| But those men fond | P |
| And fatuous never turned | Q |
| Their eyes from his but yearned | Q |
| With an insensate yearning having confidence | A |
| That so it must be but on what pretence | A |
| I know not Ah most cruel lord | R |
| Ah knotted cord | R |
| Dull plashm | N |
| Of livid tissues flash | S |
| Of oars that smote the waters to a hum | N |
| Come come | N |
| You've had enough of this | A |
| But what I meant and what you seemed to miss | A |
| Was simply how the meek contented earth | D |
| That gave me birth | D |
| Was pleased | E |
| Then you of soul diseased | E |
| And what not excellent | T |
| But that is what I meant | U |
| nbsp | V |
Thomas Edward Brown
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