To Barry Cornwall Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHIFFFF JJKKLLMMCCFFNNMMOOPP QQRRFFJJSSLLTT| Barry your spirit long ago | A |
| Has haunted me at last I know | A |
| The heart it sprung from one more sound | B |
| Ne'er rested on poetic ground | B |
| But Barry Cornwall by what right | C |
| Wring you my breast and dim my sight | C |
| And make me wish at every touch | D |
| My poor old hand could do as much | D |
| No other in these later times | E |
| Has bound me in so potent rhymes | E |
| I have observed the curious dress | F |
| And jewelry of brave Queen Bess | F |
| But always found some o'ercharged thing | G |
| Some flaw in even the brightest ring | G |
| Admiring in her men of war | H |
| A rich but too argute guitar | I |
| Our foremost now are more prolix | F |
| And scrape with three fell fiddlesticks | F |
| And whether bound for griefs or smiles | F |
| Are slow to turn as crocodiles | F |
| Once every court and country bevy | J |
| Chose the gallant of loins less heavy | J |
| And would have laid upon the shelf | K |
| Him who could talk but of himself | K |
| Reason is stout but even Reason | L |
| May walk too long in Rhyme's hot season | L |
| I have heard many folks aver | M |
| They have caught horrid colds with her | M |
| Imagination's paper kite | C |
| Unless the string is held in tight | C |
| Whatever fits and starts it takes | F |
| Soon bounces on the ground and breaks | F |
| You placed afar from each extreme | N |
| Nor dully drowse nor wildly dream | N |
| But ever flowing with good humour | M |
| Are bright as spring and warm as summer | M |
| Mid your Penates not a word | O |
| Of scorn or ill report is heard | O |
| Nor is there any need to pull | P |
| A sheaf or truss from cart too full | P |
| Lest it o'erload the horse no doubt | Q |
| Or clog the road by falling out | Q |
| We who surround a common table | R |
| And imitate the fashionable | R |
| Wear each two eyeglasses this lens | F |
| Shows us our faults that other men's | F |
| We do not care how dim may be | J |
| This by whose aid our own we see | J |
| But ever anxiously alert | S |
| That all may have their whole desert | S |
| We would melt down the stars and sun | L |
| In our heart's furnace to make one | L |
| Thro' which the enlighten'd world might spy | T |
| A mote upon a brother's eye | T |
Walter Savage Landor
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