Fragments Pts 1, 11, 111 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDEDEDEFGHCGHCFIIJJK LMEENLLOPQOPLQHRRSHH TTS HUHHVUVWWHXXUXHXHUUH HYUHZZCHA2A2 HAB2PHHPAB2HC2UHB2HD 2UAD2D2C2U XB2FB2K XXXX E2E2 F2G2UHXH2F2UXG2HI2 J2G2G2AHKKAHJ2HHH KHHJ2HC K2CAHHXHHXAL2XL2XXXM 2M2 KXXN2N2 O2O2HXXHXX MC2XHC2MXH XXO2O2 HP2M2P2M2HQ2Q2 M2KKM2XXB2HB2H M2HHHHM2HH O2O2M2M2HKKHK KThese broken lines for pardon crave | A |
I cannot end the song with art | B |
My grief is gray and old her grave | A |
Is dug so deep within my heart | B |
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I Her Last Day | C |
IT was a day of sombre heat | D |
The still dense air was void of sound | E |
And life no wing of bird did beat | D |
A little breeze through it the ground | E |
Was like live ashes to the feet | D |
From the black hills that loomed around | E |
The valley many a sudden spire | F |
Of flame shot up and writhed and curled | G |
And sank again for heaviness | H |
And heavy seemed to men that day | C |
The burden of the weary world | G |
For evermore the sky did press | H |
Closer upon the earth that lay | C |
Fainting beneath as one in dire | F |
Dreams of the night upon whose breast | I |
Sits a black phantom of unrest | I |
That holds him down The earth and sky | J |
Appeared unto the troubled eye | J |
A roof of smoke a floor of fire | K |
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There was no water in the land | L |
Deep in the night of each ravine | M |
Men vainly searching for it found | E |
Dry hollows in the gaping ground | E |
Like sockets where clear eyes had been | N |
Now burnt out with a burning brand | L |
There was no water in the land | L |
But the salt sea tide that did roll | O |
Far past the places where till then | P |
The sweet streams met and flung it back | Q |
The beds of little brooks that stole | O |
In spring time down each ferny glen | P |
And rippled over rock and sand | L |
Were drier than a cattle track | Q |
A dull strange languor of disease | H |
That ever with the heat increased | R |
Fell upon man and bird and beast | R |
The thin flanked cattle gasped for breath | S |
The birds dropped dead from drooping trees | H |
And men who drank the muddy lees | H |
From each near dry though deep dug well | T |
Grew faint and over all things fell | T |
A heavy stupor dank as Death | S |
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Fierce Nature glaring with a face | H |
Of savage scorn at my despair | U |
Withered my heart From cone to base | H |
The hills were full of hollow eyes | H |
That rayed out darkness dead and dull | V |
Gray rocks grinned under ridges bare | U |
Like dry teeth in a mouldered skull | V |
And ghastly gum tree trunks did loom | W |
Out of black clefts and rifts of gloom | W |
As sheeted spectres that arise | H |
From yawning graves at dead of night | X |
To fill the living with affright | X |
And like to witches foul that bare | U |
Their withered arms and bend and cast | X |
Dread curses on the sleeping lands | H |
In awful legends of the past | X |
Red gums with outstretched bloody hands | H |
Shook maledictions in the air | U |
Fear was around me everywhere | U |
The wrinkled foreheads of the rocks | H |
Frowned on me and methought I saw | H |
Deep down in dismal gulfs of awe | Y |
Where gray death adders have their lair | U |
With the fiend bat the flying fox | H |
And dim sun rays down groping far | Z |
Pale as a dead man s fingers are | Z |
The grisly image of Decay | C |
That at the root of Life doth gnaw | H |
Sitting alone upon a throne | A2 |
Of rotting skull and bleaching bone | A2 |
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There is an end to all our griefs | H |
Little the red worm of the grave | A |
Will vex us when our days are done | B2 |
So changed my thought up gazing then | P |
On gray piled stones that seemed the cairns | H |
Of dead and long forgotten chiefs | H |
The men of old the poor wild men | P |
Who under dim lights fought a brave | A |
Sad fight of Life where hope was none | B2 |
In the vague voiceless far off years | H |
It changed again to present pain | C2 |
And I saw Sorrow everywhere | U |
In blackened trees and rust red ferns | H |
Blasted by bush fires and the sun | B2 |
And by the salt flood salt as tears | H |
Where the wild apple trees hung low | D2 |
And evermore stooped down to stare | U |
At their drowned shadows in the wave | A |
Wringing their knotted hands of woe | D2 |
And the dark swamp oaks row on row | D2 |
Lined either bank a sombre train | C2 |
Of mourners with down streaming hair | U |
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II Sunset | X |
THE DAY and its delights are done | B2 |
So all delights and days expire | F |
Down in the dim sad West the sun | B2 |
Is dying like a dying fire | K |
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The fiercest lances of his light | X |
Are spent I watch him droop and die | X |
Like a great king who falls in fight | X |
None dared the duel of his eye | X |
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Living but now his eye is dim | E2 |
The eyes of all may stare at him | E2 |
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How lovely in his strength at morn | F2 |
He orbed along the burning blue | G2 |
The blown gold of his flying hair | U |
Was tangled in green tress d trees | H |
And netted in the river sand | X |
In gleaming links of amber clear | H2 |
But all his shining locks are shorn | F2 |
His brow of its bright crown is bare | U |
The golden sceptre leaves his hand | X |
And deeper darker grows the hue | G2 |
Of the dim purple draperies | H |
And cloudy banners round his bier | I2 |
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O beautiful rose hearted dawn | J2 |
O splendid noon of gold and blue | G2 |
Is this wan glimmer all of you | G2 |
Where are the blush and bloom ye gave | A |
To laughing land and smiling sea | H |
The swift lights that did flash and shiver | K |
In diamond rain upon the river | K |
And set a star in each blue wave | A |
Where are the merry lights and shadows | H |
That danced through wood and over lawn | J2 |
And flew across the dewy meadows | H |
Like white nymphs chased by satyr lovers | H |
Faded and perished utterly | H |
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All delicate and all rich colour | K |
In flower and cloud on lawn and lea | H |
On butterfly and bird and bee | H |
A little space and all are gone | J2 |
And darkness like a raven hovers | H |
Above the death bed of the day | C |
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So when the long last night draws on | K2 |
And all the world grows ghastly gray | C |
We see our beautiful and brave | A |
Wither and watch with heavy sighs | H |
The life light dying in their eyes | H |
The love light slowly fading out | X |
Leaving no faint hope in their place | H |
But only on each dear wan face | H |
The shadow of a weary doubt | X |
The ashen pallor of the grave | A |
O gracious morn and golden noon | L2 |
With what fair dreams did ye depart | X |
Beloved so well and lost so soon | L2 |
I could not fold you to my breast | X |
I could not hide you in my heart | X |
I saw the watchers in the West | X |
Sad shrouded shapes with hands that wring | M2 |
And phantom fingers beckoning | M2 |
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III Years After | K |
Fade off the ridges rosy light | X |
Fade slowly from the last gray height | X |
And leave no gloomy cloud to grieve | N2 |
The heart of this enchanted eve | N2 |
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All things beneath the still sky seem | O2 |
Bound by the spell of a sweet dream | O2 |
In the dusk forest dreamingly | H |
Droops slowly down each plum d head | X |
The river flowing softly by | X |
Dreams of the sea the quiet sea | H |
Dreams of the unseen stars and I | X |
Am dreaming of the dreamless dead | X |
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The river has a silken sheen | M |
But red rays of the sunset stain | C2 |
Its pictures from the steep shore caught | X |
Till shades of rock and fern and tree | H |
Glow like the figures on a pane | C2 |
Of some old church by twilight seen | M |
Or like the rich devices wrought | X |
In mediaeval tapestry | H |
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All lonely in a drifting boat | X |
Through shine and shade I float and float | X |
Dreaming and dreaming till I seem | O2 |
Part of the picture and the dream | O2 |
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There is no sound to break the spell | H |
No voice of bird or stir of bough | P2 |
Only the lisp of waters wreathing | M2 |
In little ripples round the prow | P2 |
And a low air like Silence breathing | M2 |
That hardly dusks the sleepy swell | H |
Whereon I float to that strange deep | Q2 |
That sighs upon the shores of Sleep | Q2 |
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But in the silent heaven blooming | M2 |
Behold the wondrous sunset flower | K |
That blooms and fades within the hour | K |
The flower of fantasy perfuming | M2 |
With subtle melody of scent | X |
The blue aisles of the firmament | X |
For colour music scent are one | B2 |
From deeps of air to airless heights | H |
Lo how he sweeps the splendid sun | B2 |
His burning lyre of many lights | H |
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See the clear golden lily blowing | M2 |
It shines as shone thy gentle soul | H |
O my most sweet when from the goal | H |
Of life far gazing thou didst see | H |
While Death still feared to touch thine eyes | H |
Where such immortal light was glowing | M2 |
The vision of eternity | H |
The pearly gates of Paradise | H |
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Now richer hues the skies illume | O2 |
The pale gold blushes into bloom | O2 |
Delicate as the flowering | M2 |
Of first love in the tender spring | M2 |
Of Life when love is wizardry | H |
That over narrow days can throw | K |
A glamour and a glory so | K |
Did thine my Beautiful for me | H |
So long ago so long ago | K |
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So long ago | K |
Victor James Daley
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