Savitri. Part Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Savitri. Part Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Great joy in Madra Blow the shell	A
The marriage over to declare	B
And now to forest shades where dwell	A
The hermits wend the wedded pair	B
The doors of every house are hung	C
With gay festoons of leaves and flowers	D
And blazing banners broad are flung	C
And trumpets blown from castle towers	D
Slow the procession makes its ground	E
Along the crowded city street	F
And blessings in a storm of sound	E
At every step the couple greet	F
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Past all the houses past the wall	G
Past gardens gay and hedgerows trim	H
Past fields where sinuous brooklets small	G
With molten silver to the brim	H
Glance in the sun's expiring light	I
Past frowning hills past pastures wild	J
At last arises on the sight	I
Foliage on foliage densely piled	J
The woods primeval where reside	K
The holy hermits henceforth here	L
Must live the fair and gentle bride	K
But this thought brought with it no fear	M
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Fear With her husband by her still	N
Or weariness Where all was new	O
Hark What a welcome from the hill	N
There gathered are a hermits few	O
Screaming the peacocks upward soar	P
Wondering the timid wild deer gaze	Q
And from Briarean fig trees hoar	P
Look down the monkeys in amaze	Q
As the procession moves along	R
And now behold the bridegroom's sire	S
With joy comes forth amid the throng	R
What reverence his looks inspire	T
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Blind With his partner by his side	K
For them it was a hallowed time	U
Warmly they greet the modest bride	K
With her dark eyes and front sublime	U
One only grief they feel Shall she	V
Who dwelt in palace halls before	P
Dwell in their huts beneath the tree	V
Would not their hard life press her sore	P
The manual labour and the want	W
Of comforts that her rank became	X
Valkala robes meals poor and scant	Y
All undermine the fragile frame	X
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To see the bride the hermits' wives	Z
And daughters gathered to the huts	A2
Women of pure and saintly lives	B2
And there beneath the betel nuts	A2
Tall trees like pillars they admire	T
Her beauty and congratulate	C2
The parents that their hearts' desire	S
Had thus accorded been by Fate	C2
And Satyavan their son had found	E
In exile lone a fitting mate	C2
And gossips add good signs abound	E
Prosperity shall on her wait	C2
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Good signs in features limbs and eyes	D2
That old experience can discern	E2
Good signs on earth and in the skies	D2
That it could read at every turn	E2
And now with rice and gold all bless	F2
The bride and bridegroom and they go	G2
Happy in others' happiness	H2
Each to her home beneath the glow	G2
Of the late risen moon that lines	I2
With silver all the ghost like trees	J2
Sals tamarisks and South Sea pines	I2
And palms whose plumes wave in the breeze	J2
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False was the fear the parents felt	K2
Savitri liked her new life much	L2
Though in a lowly home she dwelt	K2
Her conduct as a wife was such	L2
As to illumine all the place	M2
She sickened not nor sighed nor pined	N2
But with simplicity and grace	M2
Discharged each household duty kind	N2
Strong in all manual work and strong	R
To comfort cherish help and pray	O2
The hours past peacefully along	R
And rippling bright day followed day	O2
	-
At morn Satyavan to the wood	P2
Early repaired and gathered flowers	D
And fruits in its wild solitude	Q2
And fuel till advancing hours	D
Apprised him that his frugal meal	R2
Awaited him Ah happy time	U
Savitri who with fervid zeal	R2
Had said her orisons sublime	U
And fed the Bramins and the birds	S2
Now ministered Arcadian love	T2
With tender smiles and honeyed words	S2
All bliss of earth thou art above	T2
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And yet there was a spectre grim	H
A skeleton in Savitri's heart	U2
Looming in shadow somewhat dim	H
But which would never thence depart	U2
It was that fatal fatal speech	V2
Of Narad Muni As the days	Q
Slipt smoothly past each after each	V2
In private she more fervent prays	Q
But there is none to share her fears	W2
For how could she communicate	C2
The sad cause of her bidden tears	X2
The doom approached the fatal date	C2
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No help from man Well be it so	G2
No sympathy it matters not	Y2
God can avert the heavy blow	G2
He answers worship Thus she thought	Z2
And so her prayers by day and night	I
Like incense rose unto the throne	A3
Nor did she vow neglect or rite	I
The Veds enjoin or helpful own	A3
Upon the fourteenth of the moon	B3
As nearer came the time of dread	C3
In Joystee that is May or June	B3
She vowed her vows and Bramins fed	C3
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And now she counted e'en the hours	D
As to Eternity they past	D3
O'er head the dark cloud darker lowers	D
The year is rounding full at last	D3
To day to day with doleful sound	E
The word seem'd in her ear to ring	E3
O breaking heart thy pain profound	E
Thy husband knows not nor the king	E3
Exiled and blind nor yet the queen	F3
But One knows in His place above	T2
To day to day it will be seen	F3
Which shall be victor Death or Love	T2
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Incessant in her prayers from morn	G3
The noon is safely tided then	H3
A gleam of faint faint hope is born	G3
But the heart fluttered like a wren	H3
That sees the shadow of the hawk	I3
Sail on and trembles in affright	E
Lest a down rushing swoop should mock	J3
Its fortune and o'erwhelm it quite	E
The afternoon has come and gone	K3
And brought no change should she rejoice	L3
The gentle evening's shades come on	M3
When hark She hears her husband's voice	L3
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The twilight is most beautiful	N3
Mother to gather fruit I go	G2
And fuel for the air is cool	O3
Expect me in an hour or so	G2
The night my child draws on apace	M2
The mother's voice was heard to say	O2
The forest paths are hard to trace	M2
In darkness till the morrow stay	O2
Not hard for me who can discern	E2
The forest paths in any hour	S
Blindfold I could with ease return	E2
And day has not yet lost its power	S
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He goes then thought Savitri thus	H2
With unseen bands Fate draws us on	M3
Unto the place appointed us	H2
We feel no outward force anon	M3
We go to marriage or to death	P3
At a determined time and place	M2
We are her playthings with her breath	P3
She blows us where she lists in space	M2
What is my duty It is clear	M
My husband I must follow so	G2
While he collects his forest gear	M
Let me permission get to go	G2
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His sire she seeks the blind old king	E3
And asks from him permission straight	E
My daughter night with ebon wing	E3
Hovers above the hour is late	E
My son is active brave and strong	R
Conversant with the woods he knows	Q3
Each path methinks it would be wrong	R
For thee to venture where he goes	Q3
Weak and defenceless as thou art	E
At such a time If thou wert near	M
Thou might'st embarrass him dear heart	E
Alone he would not have a fear	M
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So spake the hermit monarch blind	E
His wife too entering in exprest	E
The self same thoughts in words as kind	E
And begged Savitri hard to rest	E
Thy recent fasts and vigils child	E
Make thee unfit to undertake	R3
This journey to the forest wild	E
But nothing could her purpose shake	R3
She urged the nature of her vows	S3
Required her now the rites were done	M3
To follow where her loving spouse	T3
Might e'en a chance of danger run	M3
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Go then my child we give thee leave	U3
But with thy husband quick return	M3
Before the flickering shades of eve	U3
Deepen to night and planets burn	M3
And forest paths become obscure	V3
Lit only by their doubtful rays	Q
The gods who guard all women pure	V3
Bless thee and kept thee in thy ways	Q
And safely bring thee and thy lord	E
On this she left and swiftly ran	M3
Where with his saw in lieu of sword	E
And basket plodded Satyavan	M3
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Oh lovely are the woods at dawn	M3
And lovely in the sultry noon	M3
But loveliest when the sun withdrawn	M3
The twilight and a crescent moon	M3
Change all asperities of shape	W3
And tone all colours softly down	M3
With a blue veil of silvered crape	W3
Lo By that hill which palm trees crown	M3
Down the deep glade with perfume rife	X3
From buds that to the dews expand	E
The husband and the faithful wife	X3
Pass to dense jungle hand in hand	E
	-
Satyavan bears beside his saw	Y3
A fork d stick to pluck the fruit	E
His wife the basket lined with straw	Y3
He talks but she is almost mute	E
And very pale The minutes pass	Z3
The basket has no further space	M2
Now on the fruits they flowers amass	Z3
That with their red flush all the place	M2
While twilight lingers then for wood	E
He saws the branches of the trees	J2
The noise heard in the solitude	E
Grates on its soft low harmonies	J2
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And all the while one dreadful thought	E
Haunted Savitri's anxious mind	E
Which would have fain its stress forgot	E
It came as chainless as the wind	E
Oft and again thus on the spot	E
Marked with his heart blood oft comes back	A4
The murdered man to see the clot	E
Death's final blow the fatal wrack	A4
Of every hope whence will it fall	G
For fall by Narad's words it must	E
Persistent rising to appall	G
This thought its horrid presence thrust	E
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Sudden the noise is hushed a pause	B4
Satyavan lets the weapon drop	W3
Too well Savitri knows the cause	C4
He feels not well the work must stop	W3
A pain is in his head a pain	M3
As if he felt the cobra's fangs	D4
He tries to look around in vain	M3
A mist before his vision hangs	D4
The trees whirl dizzily around	E
In a fantastic fashion wild	E
His throat and chest seem iron bound	E
He staggers like a sleepy child	E
	-
My head my head Savitri dear	M
This pain is frightful Let me lie	E4
Here on the turf Her voice was clear	M
And very calm was her reply	E4
As if her heart had banished fear	M
Lean love thy head upon my breast	E
And as she helped him added here	L
So shall thou better breathe and rest	E
Ah me this pain 'tis getting dark	F4
I see no more can this be death	P3
What means this gods Savitri mark	F4
My hands wax cold and fails my breath	P3
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It may be but a swoon Ah no	M3
Arrows are piercing through my heart	E
Farewell my love for I must go	M3
This this is death He gave one start	E
And then lay quiet on her lap	W3
Insensible to sight and sound	E
Breathing his last The branches flap	W3
And fireflies glimmer all around	E
His head upon her breast his frame	X
Part on her lap part on the ground	E
Thus lies he Hours pass Still the same	X
The pair look statues magic bound	E