The Lost Pleiad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDBEFD GHIJDHJD KLMMLMMKJJJ IINIONOAAEG PAPAQEIGRRRAARNOT in the sky | A |
Where it was seen | B |
So long in eminence of light serene | B |
Nor on the white tops of the glistering wave | C |
Nor down in mansions of the hidden deep | D |
Though beautiful in green | B |
And crystal its great caves of mystery | E |
Shall the bright watcher have | F |
Her place and as of old high station keep | D |
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Gone gone | G |
Oh nevermore to cheer | H |
The mariner who holds his course alone | I |
On the Atlantic through the weary night | J |
When the stars turn to watchers and do sleep | D |
Shall it again appear | H |
With the sweet loving certainty of light | J |
Down shining on the shut eyes of the deep | D |
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The upward looking shepherd on the hills | K |
Of Chaldea night returning with his flocks | L |
He wonders why his beauty doth not blaze | M |
Gladding his gaze | M |
And from his dreary watch along the rocks | L |
Guiding him homeward o er the perilous ways | M |
How stands he waiting still in a sad maze | M |
Much wondering while the drowsy silence fills | K |
The sorrowful vault how lingers in the hope that night | J |
May yet renew the expected and sweet light | J |
So natural to his sight | J |
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And lone | I |
Where at the first in smiling love she shone | I |
Brood the once happy circle of bright stars | N |
How should they dream until her fate was known | I |
That they were ever confiscate to death | O |
That dark oblivion the pure beauty mars | N |
And like the earth its common bloom and breath | O |
That they should fall from high | A |
Their lights grow blasted by a touch and die | A |
All their concerted springs of harmony | E |
Snapt rudely and the generous music gone | G |
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Ah still the strain | P |
Of wailing sweetness fills the saddening sky | A |
The sister stars lamenting in their pain | P |
That one of the selectest ones must die | A |
Must vanish when most lovely from the rest | Q |
Alas t is ever thus the destiny | E |
Even Rapture s song hath evermore a tone | I |
Of wailing as for bliss too quickly gone | G |
The hope most precious is the soonest lost | R |
The flower most sweet is first to feel the frost | R |
Are not all short lived things the loveliest | R |
And like the pale star shooting down the sky | A |
Look they not ever brightest as they fly | A |
From the lone sphere they blest | R |
William Gilmore Simms
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