Renaissance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCCDEDDE FDDGGHIFF IJHHFFJJE KKELLIGGFKKF| O happy soul forget thy self | A |
| This that has haunted all the past | B |
| That conjured disappointments fast | B |
| That never could let well alone | C |
| That climbing to achievement's throne | C |
| Slipped on the last step this that wove | D |
| Dissatisfaction's clinging net | E |
| And ran through life like squandered pelf | D |
| This that till now has been thy self | D |
| Forget O happy soul forget | E |
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| If ever thou didst aught commence | F |
| Set'st forth in springtide woods to rove | D |
| Or when the sun in July throve | D |
| Didst plunge into calm bay of ocean | G |
| With fine felicity in motion | G |
| Or having climbed some high hill's brow | H |
| Thy toil behind thee like the night | I |
| Stoodst in the chill dawn's air intense | F |
| Commence thus now thus recommence | F |
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| Take to the future as to light | I |
| Not as a bather on the shore | J |
| Strips of his clothes glad soul strip thou | H |
| He throws them off but folds them now | H |
| Although he for the billows yearns | F |
| To weight them down with stones he turns | F |
| To mark the spot he scans the shore | J |
| Of his return he thinks before | J |
| Do thou forget | E |
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| All that until this joy franchised thee | K |
| Tainted thee stained thee or disguised thee | K |
| For gladness henceforth without let | E |
| Be thou a body naked fair | L |
| And be thy kingdom all the air | L |
| Which the noon fills with light | I |
| And be thine actions every one | G |
| Like to a dawn or set of sun | G |
| Robed in an ample glory's peace | F |
| Since thou hast tasted this great glee | K |
| Whose virtue prophesies in thee | K |
| That wrong is wholly doomed is doomed and bound to cease | F |
Thomas Sturge Moore
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