Andante Con Moto Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCADCBCEFDEDCCGFFG HIHJIKKJIHCCHCLCLCHH BBCMCCBMBBHHCHHNCNNC CN BDBBDBOBOCPCPBQBCQCR RS CCCHCHCC TTCTCBBCBCCForth from the dust and din | A |
The crush the heat the many spotted glare | B |
The odour and sense of life and lust aflare | B |
The wrangle and jangle of unrests | C |
Let us take horse Dear Heart take horse and win | A |
As from swart August to the green lap of May | D |
To quietness and the fresh and fragrant breasts | C |
Of the still delicious night not yet aware | B |
In any of her innumerable nests | C |
Of that first sudden plash of dawn | E |
Clear sapphirine luminous large | F |
Which tells that soon the flowing springs of day | D |
In deep and ever deeper eddies drawn | E |
Forward and up in wider and wider way | D |
Shall float the sands and brim the shores | C |
On this our lith of the World as round it roars | C |
And spins into the outlook of the Sun | G |
The Lord's first gift the Lord's especial charge | F |
With light with living light from marge to marge | F |
Until the course He set and staked be run | G |
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Through street and square through square and street | H |
Each with his home grown quality of dark | I |
And violated silence loud and fleet | H |
Waylaid by a merry ghost at every lamp | J |
The hansom wheels and plunges Hark O hark | I |
Sweet how the old mare's bit and chain | K |
Ring back a rough refrain | K |
Upon the marked and cheerful tramp | J |
Of her four shoes Here is the Park | I |
And O the languid midsummer wafts adust | H |
The tired midsummer blooms | C |
O the mysterious distances the glooms | C |
Romantic the august | H |
And solemn shapes At night this City of Trees | C |
Turns to a tryst of vague and strange | L |
And monstrous Majesties | C |
Let loose from some dim underworld to range | L |
These terrene vistas till their twilight sets | C |
When dispossessed of wonderfulness they stand | H |
Beggared and common plain to all the land | H |
For stooks of leaves And lo the Wizard Hour | B |
His silent shining sorcery winged with power | B |
Still still the streets between their carcanets | C |
Of linking gold are avenues of sleep | M |
But see how gable ends and parapets | C |
In gradual beauty and significance | C |
Emerge And did you hear | B |
That little twitter and cheep | M |
Breaking inordinately loud and clear | B |
On this still spectral exquisite atmosphere | B |
'Tis a first nest at matins And behold | H |
A rakehell cat how furtive and acold | H |
A spent witch homing from some infamous dance | C |
Obscene quick trotting see her tip and fade | H |
Through shadowy railings into a pit of shade | H |
And now a little wind and shy | N |
The smell of ships that earnest of romance | C |
A sense of space and water and thereby | N |
A lamplit bridge ouching the troubled sky | N |
And look O look a tangle of silver gleams | C |
And dusky lights our River and all his dreams | C |
His dreams that never save in our deaths can die | N |
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What miracle is happening in the air | B |
Charging the very texture of the gray | D |
With something luminous and rare | B |
The night goes out like an ill parcelled fire | B |
And as one lights a candle it is day | D |
The extinguisher that perks it like a spire | B |
On the little formal church is not yet green | O |
Across the water but the house tops nigher | B |
The corner lines the chimneys look how clean | O |
How new how naked See the batch of boats | C |
Here at the stairs washed in the fresh sprung beam | P |
And those are barges that were goblin floats | C |
Black hag steered fraught with devilry and dream | P |
And in the piles the water frolics clear | B |
The ripples into loose rings wander and flee | Q |
And we we can behold that could but hear | B |
The ancient River singing as he goes | C |
New mailed in morning to the ancient Sea | Q |
The gas burns lank and jaded in its glass | C |
The old Ruffian soon shall yawn himself awake | R |
And light his pipe and shoulder his tools and take | R |
His hobnailed way to work | S |
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Let us too pass | C |
Pass ere the sun leaps and your shadow shows | C |
Through these long blindfold rows | C |
Of casements staring blind to right and left | H |
Each with his gaze turned inward on some piece | C |
Of life in death's own likeness Life bereft | H |
Of living looks as by the Great Release | C |
Pass to an exquisite night's more exquisite close | C |
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Reach upon reach of burial so they feel | T |
These colonies of dreams And as we steal | T |
Homeward together but for the buxom breeze | C |
Fitfully frolicking to heel | T |
With news of dawn drenched woods and tumbling seas | C |
We might thus awed thus lonely that we are | B |
Be wandering some dispeopled star | B |
Some world of memories and unbroken graves | C |
So broods the abounding Silence near and far | B |
Till even your footfall craves | C |
Forgiveness of the majesty it braves | C |
William Ernest Henley
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