The Genius Of Harmony. An Irregular Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDDDEECDCCCEDCFG FCGHIICJKKJLLCCMMAA ENNDEDLLEFOPPQARRALL CC AQAAODADFFDAFDDSFFDT TUFVADWWWADA DADA DDDDXXWW DADADADA QDQDAd harmoniam canere mundum | A |
CICERO de Nat Deor lib iii | B |
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There lies a shell beneath the waves | C |
In many a hollow winding wreathed | D |
Such as of old | D |
Echoed the breath that warbling sea maids breathed | D |
This magic shell | E |
From the white bosom of a syren fell | E |
As once she wandered by the tide that laves | C |
Sicilia's sands of gold | D |
It bears | C |
Upon its shining side the mystic notes | C |
Of those entrancing airs | C |
The genii of the deep were wont to swell | E |
When heaven's eternal orbs their midnight music rolled | D |
Oh seek it wheresoe'er it floats | C |
And if the power | F |
Of thrilling numbers to thy soul be dear | G |
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Go bring the bright shell to my bower | F |
And I will fold thee in such downy dreams | C |
As lap the Spirit of the Seventh Sphere | G |
When Luna's distant tone falls faintly on his ear | H |
And thou shalt own | I |
That through the circle of creation's zone | I |
Where matter slumbers or where spirit beams | C |
From the pellucid tides that whirl | J |
The planets through their maze of song | K |
To the small rill that weeps along | K |
Murmuring o'er beds of pearl | J |
From the rich sigh | L |
Of the sun's arrow through an evening sky | L |
To the faint breath the tuneful osier yields | C |
On Afric's burning fields | C |
Thou'lt wondering own this universe divine | M |
Is mine | M |
That I respire in all and all in me | A |
One mighty mingled soul of boundless harmony | A |
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Welcome welcome mystic shell | E |
Many a star has ceased to burn | N |
Many a tear has Saturn's urn | N |
O'er the cold bosom of the ocean wept | D |
Since thy aerial spell | E |
Hath in the waters slept | D |
Now blest I'll fly | L |
With the bright treasure to my choral sky | L |
Where she who waked its early swell | E |
The Syren of the heavenly choir | F |
Walks o'er the great string of my Orphic Lyre | O |
Or guides around the burning pole | P |
The winged chariot of some blissful soul | P |
While thou | Q |
Oh son of earth what dreams shall rise for thee | A |
Beneath Hispania's sun | R |
Thou'll see a streamlet run | R |
Which I've imbued with breathing melody | A |
And there when night winds down the current die | L |
Thou'lt hear how like a harp its waters sigh | L |
A liquid chord is every wave that flows | C |
An airy plectrum every breeze that blows | C |
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There by that wondrous stream | A |
Go lay thy languid brow | Q |
And I will send thee such a godlike dream | A |
As never blest the slumbers even of him | A |
Who many a night with his primordial lyre | O |
Sate on the chill Pangaean mount | D |
And looking to the orient dim | A |
Watched the first flowing of that sacred fount | D |
From which his soul had drunk its fire | F |
Oh think what visions in that lonely hour | F |
Stole o'er his musing breast | D |
What pious ecstasy | A |
Wafted his prayer to that eternal Power | F |
Whose seal upon this new born world imprest | D |
The various forms of bright divinity | D |
Or dost thou know what dreams I wove | S |
Mid the deep horror of that silent bower | F |
Where the rapt Samian slept his holy slumber | F |
When free | D |
From every earthly chain | T |
From wreaths of pleasure and from bonds of pain | T |
His spirit flew through fields above | U |
Drank at the source of nature's fontal number | F |
And saw in mystic choir around him move | V |
The stars of song Heaven's burning minstrelsy | A |
Such dreams so heavenly bright | D |
I swear | W |
By the great diadem that twines my hair | W |
And by the seven gems that sparkle there | W |
Mingling their beams | A |
In a soft iris of harmonious light | D |
Oh mortal such shall be thy radiant dreams | A |
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I found her not the chamber seemed | D |
Like some divinely haunted place | A |
Where fairy forms had lately beamed | D |
And left behind their odorous trace | A |
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It felt as if her lips had shed | D |
A sigh around her ere she fled | D |
Which hung as on a melting lute | D |
When all the silver chords are mute | D |
There lingers still a trembling breath | X |
After the note's luxurious death | X |
A shade of song a spirit air | W |
Of melodies which had been there | W |
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I saw the veil which all the day | D |
Had floated o'er her cheek of rose | A |
I saw the couch where late she lay | D |
In languor of divine repose | A |
And I could trace the hallowed print | D |
Her limbs had left as pure and warm | A |
As if 'twere done in rapture's mint | D |
And Love himself had stamped the form | A |
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Oh my sweet mistress where wert thou | Q |
In pity fly not thus from me | D |
Thou art my life my essence now | Q |
And my soul dies of wanting thee | D |
Thomas Moore
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