Night Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC DD BB EE BBFF EE BB BB GG BB HH BB BB BB II JJ HH KK LM NN OO EE BB PP QBBB BB BB KK AL RR SS II BB TTUU BB VW PP VV BB BB XX YY ZA2 TT KK B2B2 BB C2C2D2D2 GGUU AA B2B2 E2E2 SS A2A2

The night is young yet an enchanted nightA
In early summer calm and darkly brightA
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I love the Night and every little breezeB
She brings to soothe the sleep of dreaming treesB
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Hearst thou the Voices Sough Susurrus HarkC
Tis Mother Nature whispering in the darkC
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Burden of cities mad turmoil of menD
That vex the daylight she forgets them thenD
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Her breasts are bare Grief gains from them surceaseB
She gives her restless sons the milk of PeaceB
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To sleep she lulls them drawn from thoughts of pelfE
By telling sweet old stories of herselfE
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All secrets deep yea all I hear and seeB
Of things mysterious Night reveals to meB
I know what every flower with drowsy headF
Down drooping dreams of and the seeming deadF
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I know how they escaped from care and strifeE
Ironically moralise on LifeE
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And know what when the moon walks on the wavesB
They whisper to each other in their gravesB
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I know that white clouds drifting from stark coastsB
Across the sky at midnight are the ghostsB
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Of sailors drowned at sea who yearn to winG
A quiet grave beside their kith and kinG
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In still green graveyards where they lie at easeB
Far from the sound of surge and roar of seasB
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I know the message of the mournful rainH
That beats upon the widow s window paneH
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I know the meaning of the roar of seasB
I know the glad Spring sap song of the treesB
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And that great chant to which in tuneful groovesB
The green round earth upon its axis movesB
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And that still greater chant the Bright Sun singsB
Fire crowned Apollo the great chant that bringsB
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All things to life and draws through spaces dimI
And star sown realms his planets after himI
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I know the tune that led since Life beganJ
The upward downward onward March of ManJ
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I hear the whispers that the Angels twainH
Of Death and Life exchange in meeting fainH
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Are they to pause and greet yet may not stayK
Never For ever This is all they sayK
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I hear the twitterings inarticulateL
Of souls unborn that press around the GateM
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Of Birth each striving which shall first escapeN
From formless vapour into human shapeN
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I know the tale the bird of passionate heartO
The nightingale tries ever to impartO
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To men though vainly for I well believeE
That in her brown breast beats the heart of EveE
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Who with her sweet sad wistful music triesB
To tell her sons of their lost ParadiseB
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And solemn secrets Man had grace to knowP
When God walked in the Garden long agoP
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Yea I have seen methought on nights of aweQ
The vision terrible Lucretius sawB
The trembling Universe suns stars grief blissB
Plunging for ever down a black abyssB
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But more I love good Bishop JeremyB
Who likens all the star worlds that we seeB
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Which seem to run an everlasting raceB
Unto a snowstorm sweeping on through spaceB
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Suns planets stars in glorious arrayK
They march melodious on their unknown wayK
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Thought seraph winged and swifter than the lightA
Unto the dim verge of the InfiniteL
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Pursues them through that strange ethereal floodR
In which they swim mayhap it is the bloodR
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Of Universal God wherein they areS
But corpuscles sun satellite and starS
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And their great stream of glory but a dimI
Small pulse in the remotest vein of HimI
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Pursues in vain and from lone awful gloomsB
Turns back to earth again with weary plumesB
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Through glacial gulfs of Space the soul must roamT
To feel the comfort of its earthly homeT
Ah Mother dear broad bosomed Mother EarthU
Mother of all our Joy Grief Madness MirthU
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Mother of flower and fruit of stream and seaB
We are thy children and must cling to theeB
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I lay my head upon thy breast and hearV
Small small and faint yet strangely sweet and clearW
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The hum and clash of little worlds belowP
Each on its own path moving swift or slowP
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And listening ever with intenter earV
Through din of wars invisible I hearV
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A Homer genius is not gauged by massB
Singing his Iliad on a blade of grassB
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And nations hearken his great song resoundsB
Unto the tussock s very utmost boundsB
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States rise and fall each blade of grass uponX
But still his song from blade to blade rolls onX
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Through all the tussock world and Helen stillY
Is Fairest Fair and Ajax wild of willY
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An Ajax whose huge size when measured o erZ
Is full ten thousandth of an inch or moreA2
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Still hurls defiance at the gods whose homeT
Is in the distant awful dew drop domeT
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That trembling hangs suspended from a sprayK
An inch above him worlds of space awayK
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Old prophecies foretell but Time proves allB2
The day will come when it like Troy shall fallB2
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Lo through this small great wondrous song there runsB
The marching melody of stars and sunsB
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I know these things yet cannot speak and tellC2
Their meanings Over all is cast a spellC2
Secrets they are sealed with a sevenfold sealD2
My soul knows what my tongue may not revealD2
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I love the Night Bright Day the soul shuts inG
Night sends it soaring to its starry kinG
If I must leave at last my place of birthU
This homely gracious green familiar EarthU
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With all it holds of sorrow and delightA
I pray my parting hour may be at nightA
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And that her curtain dark may softly fallB2
On scenes I love ere I depart from allB2
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Then shall I haply journeying through the VastE2
Mysterious Silences take one long lastE2
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Fond look at Earth and watch from depths afarS
The dear old planet dwindling to a starS
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And sigh farewell unto the friends of yoreA2
Whose kindly faces I shall see no moreA2

Victor James Daley



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