Out Of The Cradle Endlessly Rocking Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Out of the cradle endlessly rocking | B |
Out of the mocking bird's throat the musical shuttle | C |
Out of the Ninth month midnight | D |
Over the sterile sands and the fields beyond where the child leaving his bed wander'd alone bare headed barefoot | E |
Down from the shower'd halo | F |
Up from the mystic play of shadows twining and twisting as if they were alive | G |
Out from the patches of briers and blackberries | H |
From the memories of the bird that chanted to me | I |
From your memories sad brother from the fitful risings and fallings I heard | J |
From under that yellow half moon late risen and swollen as if with tears | K |
From those beginning notes of sickness and love there in the transparent mist | L |
From the thousand responses of my heart never to cease | M |
From the myriad thence arous'd words | N |
From the word stronger and more delicious than any | I |
From such as now they start the scene revisiting | B |
As a flock twittering rising or overhead passing | B |
Borne hither ere all eludes me hurriedly | I |
A man yet by these tears a little boy again | O |
Throwing myself on the sand confronting the waves | P |
I chanter of pains and joys uniter of here and hereafter | Q |
Taking all hints to use them but swiftly leaping beyond them | R |
A reminiscence sing | B |
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Once Paumanok | B |
When the snows had melted when the lilac scent was in the air and the Fifth month grass was growing | B |
Up this sea shore in some briers | P |
Two guests from Alabama two together | Q |
And their nest and four light green eggs spotted with brown | S |
And every day the he bird to and fro near at hand | T |
And every day the she bird crouch'd on her nest silent with bright eyes | P |
And every day I a curious boy never too close never disturbing them | R |
Cautiously peering absorbing translating | B |
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Shine shine shine | U |
Pour down your warmth great Sun | V |
While we bask we two together | Q |
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Two together | Q |
Winds blow South or winds blow North | W |
Day come white or night come black | B |
Home or rivers and mountains from home | X |
Singing all time minding no time | Y |
While we two keep together | Q |
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Till of a sudden | V |
May be kill'd unknown to her mate | Z |
One forenoon the she bird crouch'd not on the nest | A2 |
Nor return'd that afternoon nor the next | B2 |
Nor ever appear'd again | O |
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And thenceforward all summer in the sound of the sea | P |
And at night under the full of the moon in calmer weather | Q |
Over the hoarse surging of the sea | P |
Or flitting from brier to brier by day | C2 |
I saw I heard at intervals the remaining one the he bird | J |
The solitary guest from Alabama | D2 |
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Blow blow blow | F |
Blow up sea winds along Paumanok's shore | E2 |
I wait and I wait till you blow my mate to me | P |
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Yes when the stars glisten'd | F2 |
All night long on the prong of a moss scallop'd stake | B |
Down almost amid the slapping waves | P |
Sat the lone singer wonderful causing tears | P |
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He call'd on his mate | Z |
He pour'd forth the meanings which I of all men know | F |
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Yes my brother I know | F |
The rest might not but I have treasur'd every note | G2 |
For once and more than once dimly down to the beach gliding | B |
Silent avoiding the moonbeams blending myself with the shadows | P |
Recalling now the obscure shapes the echoes the sounds and sights after their sorts | P |
The white arms out in the breakers tirelessly tossing | B |
I with bare feet a child the wind wafting my hair | H2 |
Listen'd long and long | B |
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Listen'd to keep to sing now translating the notes | P |
Following you my brother | Q |
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Soothe soothe soothe | I2 |
Close on its wave soothes the wave behind | J2 |
And again another behind embracing and lapping every one close | P |
But my love soothes not me not me | P |
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Low hangs the moon it rose late | Z |
O it is lagging O I think it is heavy with love with love | K2 |
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O madly the sea pushes pushes upon the land | T |
With love with love | K2 |
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O night do I not see my love fluttering out there among the breakers | P |
What is that little black thing I see there in the white | D |
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Loud loud loud | L2 |
Loud I call to you my love | K2 |
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High and clear I shoot my voice over the waves | P |
Surely you must know who is here is here | M2 |
You must know who I am my love | K2 |
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Low hanging moon | N2 |
What is that dusky spot in your brown yellow | F |
O it is the shape the shape of my mate | Z |
O moon do not keep her from me any longer | Q |
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Land land O land | T |
Whichever way I turn O I think you could give me my mate back again if you only would | O2 |
For I am almost sure I see her dimly whichever way I look | B |
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O rising stars | P |
Perhaps the one I want so much will rise will rise with some of you | P2 |
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O throat O trembling throat | G2 |
Sound clearer through the atmosphere | Q2 |
Pierce the woods the earth | R2 |
Somewhere listening to catch you must be the one I want | S2 |
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Shake out carols | P |
Solitary here the night's carols | P |
Carols of lonesome love Death's carols | P |
Carols under that lagging yellow waning moon | N2 |
O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea | P |
O reckless despairing carols | P |
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But soft sink low | F |
Soft let me just murmur | Q |
And do you wait a moment you husky noised sea | P |
For somewhere I believe I heard my mate responding to me | P |
So faint I must be still be still to listen | V |
But not altogether still for then she might not come immediately to me | P |
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Hither my love | K2 |
Here I am Here | M2 |
With this just sustain'd note I announce myself to you | P2 |
This gentle call is for you my love for you | P2 |
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Do not be decoy'd elsewhere | H2 |
That is the whistle of the wind it is not my voice | P |
That is the fluttering the fluttering of the spray | C2 |
Those are the shadows of leaves | P |
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O darkness O in vain | T2 |
O I am very sick and sorrowful | C |
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O brown halo in the sky near the moon drooping upon the sea | P |
O troubled reflection in the sea | P |
O throat O throbbing heart | U2 |
O all and I singing uselessly uselessly all the night | D |
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Yet I murmur murmur on | V2 |
O murmurs you yourselves make me continue to sing I know not why | W2 |
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O past O life O songs of joy | X2 |
In the air in the woods over fields | P |
Loved loved loved loved loved | Y2 |
But my love no more no more with me | P |
We two together no more | E2 |
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The aria sinking | B |
All else continuing the stars shining | B |
The winds blowing the notes of the bird continuous echoing | B |
With angry moans the fierce old mother incessantly moaning | B |
On the sands of Paumanok's shore gray and rustling | B |
The yellow half moon enlarged sagging down drooping the face of the sea almost touching | B |
The boy extatic with his bare feet the waves with his hair the atmosphere dallying | B |
The love in the heart long pent now loose now at last tumultuously bursting | B |
The aria's meaning the ears the Soul swiftly depositing | B |
The strange tears down the cheeks coursing | B |
The colloquy there the trio each uttering | B |
The undertone the savage old mother incessantly crying | B |
To the boy's Soul's questions sullenly timing some drown'd secret hissing | B |
To the outsetting bard of love | K2 |
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Demon or bird said the boy's soul | Z2 |
Is it indeed toward your mate you sing or is it mostly to me | P |
For I that was a child my tongue's use sleeping | B |
Now I have heard you | P2 |
Now in a moment I know what I am for I awake | B |
And already a thousand singers a thousand songs clearer louder and more sorrowful than yours | P |
A thousand warbling echoes have started to life within me | P |
Never to die | W2 |
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O you singer solitary singing by yourself projecting me | P |
O solitary me listening nevermore shall I cease perpetuating you | P2 |
Never more shall I escape never more the reverberations | P |
Never more the cries of unsatisfied love be absent from me | P |
Never again leave me to be the peaceful child I was before what there in the night | D |
By the sea under the yellow and sagging moon | N2 |
The messenger there arous'd the fire the sweet hell within | A3 |
The unknown want the destiny of me | P |
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O give me the clew it lurks in the night here somewhere | H2 |
O if I am to have so much let me have more | E2 |
O a word O what is my destination I fear it is henceforth chaos | P |
O how joys dreads convolutions human shapes and all shapes spring as from graves around me | P |
O phantoms you cover all the land and all the sea | P |
O I cannot see in the dimness whether you smile or frown upon me | P |
O vapor a look a word O well beloved | Y2 |
O you dear women's and men's phantoms | P |
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A word then for I will conquer it | B3 |
The word final superior to all | C3 |
Subtle sent up what is it I listen | V |
Are you whispering it and have been all the time you sea waves | P |
Is that it from your liquid rims and wet sands | P |
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Whereto answering the sea | P |
Delaying not hurrying not | D3 |
Whisper'd me through the night and very plainly before day break | B |
Lisp'd to me the low and delicious word DEATH | E3 |
And again Death ever Death Death Death | E3 |
Hissing melodious neither like the bird nor like my arous'd child's heart | U2 |
But edging near as privately for me rustling at my feet | F3 |
Creeping thence steadily up to my ears and laving me softly all over | Q |
Death Death Death Death Death | E3 |
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Which I do not forget | G3 |
But fuse the song of my dusky demon and brother | Q |
That he sang to me in the moonlight on Paumanok's gray beach | H3 |
With the thousand responsive songs at random | I3 |
My own songs awaked from that hour | Q |
And with them the key the word up from the waves | P |
The word of the sweetest song and all songs | P |
That strong and delicious word which creeping to my feet | F3 |
The sea whisper'd me | P |
Walt Whitman
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