The Sundial Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDEDFCGCGHGHCII CCHHJJCKCKCLCLMNMNCC LL| The ivy o'er the mouldering wall | A |
| Spreads like a tree the growth of years | B |
| The wild wind through the doorless hall | A |
| A melancholy music rears | B |
| A solitary voice that sighs | C |
| O'er man's forgotten pageantries | C |
| Above the central gate the clock | D |
| Through clustering ivy dimly seen | E |
| Seems like the ghost of Time to mock | D |
| The wrecks of power that once has been | F |
| The hands are rusted on its face | C |
| Even where they ceased in years gone by | G |
| To keep the flying moments pace | C |
| Fixing in Fancy's thoughtful eye | G |
| A point of ages passed away | H |
| A speck of time that owns no tie | G |
| With aught that lives and breathes to day | H |
| But 'mid the rank and towering grass | C |
| Where breezes wave in mournful sport | I |
| The weeds that choke the ruined court | I |
| The careless hours that circling pass | C |
| Still trace upon the dialled brass | C |
| The shade of their unvarying way | H |
| And evermore with every ray | H |
| That breaks the clouds and gilds the air | J |
| Time's stealthy steps are imaged there | J |
| Even as the long revolving years | C |
| In self reflecting circles flow | K |
| From the first bud the hedge row bears | C |
| To wintry Nature's robe of snow | K |
| The changeful forms of mortal things | C |
| Decay and pass and art and power | L |
| Oppose in vain the doom that flings | C |
| Oblivion on their closing hour | L |
| While still to every woodland vale | M |
| New blooms new fruits the seasons bring | N |
| For other eyes and lips to hail | M |
| With looks and sounds of welcoming | N |
| As where some stream light eddying roves | C |
| By sunny meads and shadowy groves | C |
| Wave following wave departs for ever | L |
| But still flows on the eternal river | L |
Thomas Love Peacock
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