The Sylph Of Summer.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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God said Let there be light and there was light	A
At once the glorious sun at his command	B
From space illimitable void and dark	C
Sprang jubilant and angel hierarchies	D
Whose long hosannahs pealed from orb to orb	E
Sang Glory be to Thee God of all worlds	F
Then beautiful the ball of this terrene	G
Rolled in the beam of first created day	H
And all its elements obeyed the voice	I
Of Him the great Creator Air and Fire	J
And Earth and Water each its ministry	K
Performed whilst Chaos from his ebon throne	G
Leaped up and so magnificent and decked	L
And mantled in its ambient atmosphere	M
The living world began its state	N
To thee	K
Spirit of Air I lift the venturous song	O
Whose viewless presence fills the living scene	G
Whose element ten thousand thousand wings	P
Fan joyous o'er whose fields the morning clouds	Q
Ride high whose rule the lightning shafts obey	H
And the deep thunder's long careering march	R
The Winds too are thy subjects from the breeze	D
That like a child upon a holiday	H
On the high mountain's van pursues the down	G
Of the gray thistle ere the autumnal shower	J
Steals soft and mars his pastime to the King	S
Of Hurricanes that sounds his mighty shell	T
And bids Tornado sweep the Western world	U
Sylph of the Summer Gale on thee I call	V
Oh come when now gay June is in her car	W
Wafting the breath of roses as she moves	X
Come to this garden bower which I have hung	Y
With tendrils and the fragrant eglantine	G
And mandrake rich with many mantling stars	Z
'Tis pleasant when thy breath is on the leaves	A2
Without to rest in this embowering shade	B2
And mark the green fly circling to and fro	C2
O'er the still water with his dragon wings	P
Shooting from bank to bank now in quick turns	D2
Then swift athwart as is the gazer's glance	E2
Pursuing still his mate they with delight	A
As if they moved in morris to the sound	F2
Harmonious of this ever dripping rill	G2
Now in advance now in retreat now round	F2
Dart through their mazy rings and seem to say	H
The Summer and the Sun are ours	H2
But thou	I2
Sylph of the Summer Gale delay a while	J2
Thy airy flight whilst here Francesca leans	K2
And charmed by Ossian's harp seems in the breeze	D
To hear Malvina's plaint thou to her ear	L2
Come unperceived like music of the song	O
From Cona's vale of streams then with the bee	K
That sounds his horn busied from flower to flower	J
Speed o'er the yellow meadows breathing ripe	M2
Their summer incense or amid the furze	D
That paints with bloom intense the upland crofts	D
With momentary essence tinge thy wings	D
Or in the grassy lanes one after one	G
Lift light the nodding foxglove's purple bell	T
Thence to the distant sea and where the flag	N2
Hangs idly down without a wavy curl	O2
Thou hoverest o'er the topmast or dost raise	D
The full and flowing mainsail Steadily	K
The helmsman cries as now thy breath is heard	P2
Among the stirring cordage o'er his head	Q2
So steadily he cries as right he steers	D
Speeds our proud ship along the world of waves	D
Sylph may thy favouring breath more gently blow	C2
More gently round the temples and the cheek	R2
Of him who leaving home and friends behind	S2
In silence musing o'er the ocean leans	D
And watches every passing shade that marks	D
The southern Channel's fast retiring line	G
Then as the ship rolls on keeps a long look	T2
Fixed on the lessening Lizard the last point	U2
Of that delightful country where he left	V2
All his fond hopes behind it lessens still	G2
Still still it lessens and now disappears	D
He turns and only sees the waves that rock	W2
Boundless How many anxious morns shall rise	D
How many moons shall light the farthest seas	D
O'er what new scenes and regions shall he stray	H
A weary man still thinking of his home	X2
Ere he again that shore shall view and greet	Y2
With blissful thronging hopes and starting tears	D
Of heartfelt welcome and of warmest love	Z2
Perhaps ah never So didst thou go forth	A3
My poor lost brother	J
The airs of morning as enticing played	B2
And gently round thee and their whisperings	D
Might sooth if aught could sooth a boding heart	B3
For thou wert bound to visit scenes of death	C3
Where the sick gale alas unlike the breeze	D
That bore the gently swelling sail along	O
Was tainted with the breath of pestilence	D
That smote the silent camp and night and day	H
Sat mocking on the putrid carcases	D
Thou too didst perish As the south west blows	D
Thy bones perhaps now whiten on the coast	D3
Of old Algarva I meantime these shades	D
Of village solitude hoping erewhile	G2
To welcome thee from many a toil restored	E3
Still deck and now thy empty urn alone	G
I meet where swaying in the summer gale	G2
The willow whispers in my evening walk	F3
Sylph in thy airy robe I see thee float	G3
A rainbow o'er thy head and in thy hand	B
The magic instrument that as thy wing	S
Lucid and painted like the butterfly's	D
Waves to and from most musically rings	D
Sometimes in joyance as the flaunting leaf	H3
Of the white poplar sometimes sad and slow	G2
As bearing pensive airs from Pity's grave	I3
Soft child of air thou tendest on his sway	H
As gentle Ariel at the bidding hies	D
Of mighty Prospero yet other winds	D
Throng to his wizard 'hest inspiring some	J3
Some melancholy and yet soothing much	K3
The drooping wanderer in the fading copse	D
Some terrible with solitude and death	C3
Attendant on their march the wild Simoom	J3
Riding on whirling spires of burning sand	B
That move along the Nubian wilderness	D
And bury deep the silent caravan	G
Monsoon up starting from his half year sleep	L3
Upon the vernal shores of Hindostan	G
And tempesting with sounds of torrent rain	G
And hail the darkening main and red Sameel	G2
Blasting and withering like a rivelled leaf	H3
The pilgrim as he roams Sirocco sad	M3
That pants all summer on the cloudless shores	D
Of faint Parthenope deep in the mine	G
Oft lurks the lurid messenger of death	C3
The ghastly fiend that blows when the pale light	A
Quivers and leaves the gasping wretch to die	N3
The imp that when the hollow curfew knolls	D
Wanders the misty marish lighting it	O3
At night with errant and fantastic flame	J3
Spirit of air these are thy ministers	D
That wait thy will but thou art all in all	G2
And dead without thee were the flower the leaf	H3
The waving forest rivelled the great sea	D
Still the lithe birds of heaven extinct and ceased	P3
The soul of melting music	Q3
This fair scene	G
Lives in thy tender touch for so it seems	D
Whilst universal nature owns thy sway	H
From the mute insect on the summer pool	G2
That with long cobweb legs firm as on earth	R3
The ostrich skims flits idly to and fro	G2
Making no dimple on the watery mass	D
To the huge grampus spouting as he rolls	D
A cataract amid the cold clear sky	N3
And furrowing far and wide the northern deep	L3
Thy presence permeates and fills the whole	G2
As the poor butterfly that painted gay	H
With mealy wings red amber white or dropped	S3
With golden stains floats o'er the yellow corn	G
Idly as bent on pastime while the morn	G
Smiles on his devious voyage if inclosed	S3
In the exhausted prison whence thy breath	C3
With suction slow is drawn he feels the change	T3
How dire in palsied inanition drops	D
Weak flags his weary wing and weaker yet	S3
His frame with tremulous convulsion moves	D
A moment and the next is still in death	C3
So were the great and glorious world itself	U3
The tenants of its continents all ceased	S3
A wide a motionless a putrid waste	S3
Its seas How droops the languid mariner	J
When not a breath along the sluggish main	G
Strays on the sultry surface as it sleeps	D
When far away the winds are flown to dash	V3
The congregated ocean on the Cape	W3
Of Southern Africa leaving the while	G2
The flood's vast surface noiseless waveless white	S3
Beneath Mozambique's long reflected woods	D
A gleaming mirror spread from east to west	S3
Where the still ship as on a bed of glass	D
Sits motionless Awake ye hurricanes	D
Ye winds that harrow up the wintry waste	S3
Awake for Thunder in his sounding car	W
Flashing thick lightning from the rolling wheels	D
And the red volley charged with instant death	C3
Were music to this lingering sickening calm	J3
The same eternal sunshine still all still	G2
Without a vapour or a sound	S3
If thus	D
Beneath the burning breathless atmosphere	M
Faint Nature sickening droop who shall ascend	S3
The height where Silence since the world began	G
Has sat on Cimborazzo's highest peak	R2
A thousand toises o'er the cloud's career	M
Soaring in finest ether Far below	G2
He sees the mountains burning at his feet	S3
Whose smoke ne'er reached his forehead never there	X3
Though the black whirlwind shake the distant shores	D
The passing gale has murmured never there	X3
The eagle's cry has echoed never there	X3
The solitary condor's weary wing	S
Hath yet ascended	S3
Let the rising thought	S3
Beyond the confines of this vapoury vault	S3
Be lifted to the boundless void of space	D
How dread how infinite where other worlds	D
Ten million and ten million leagues aloft	S3
In other precincts with their shadows roll	G2
There roams the sole erratic comet borne	G
With lightning speed yet twice three hundred years	D
Its destined course accomplishing	S
Then whirled	S3
Far from the attractive orb of central fire	J
Back through the dim and infinite abyss	D
Dread flaming visitant ere thou return'st	S3
Empires may rise and fail the palaces	D
That shone on earth may vanish like the dews	D
Of morning scarce illumined ere they fly	N3
Dread flaming visitant who that pursues	D
Thy long and lonely voyage ev'n in thought	S3
Till thought itself seem in the effort lost	S3
But tremblingly exclaims There is a God	S3
There is a God who lights ten thousand suns	D
Round which revolve worlds wheeling amid worlds	D
He launched thy voyage through the vast abyss	D
He hears his universe through all its orbs	D
As with one voice proclaim	J3
There is a God	S3
Lifted above this dim diurnal sphere	M
So fancy rising with her theme ascends	D
And voyaging the illimitable void	S3
Where comets flame sees other worlds and suns	D
Emerge and on this earth like a dim speck	Y3
Looks down nor in the wonderful and vast	S3
Of the dread scene magnificent she views	D
Alone the Almighty Ruler but the web	Z3
That shines in summer time and only seen	G
In the slant sunbeam wakes a moral thought	S3
In autumn when the thin long spider gains	D
The leafy bush's top he from his seat	S3
Shoots the soft filament like threads of air	X3
Scarce seen into the sky and thus sustained	S3
Boldly ascends into the breezy void	S3
Dependent on the trembling line he wove	A4
Insidious and intent on scenes of spoil	G2
And death So mounts Ambition and aloft	S3
On his proud summit meditates new scenes	D
Of plunder and dominion till the breeze	D
Of fortune change that blows to empty air	X3
His feeble frail support and once again	G
Leaves him a reptile struggling in the dust	S3
But what the world itself what in His view	B4
Whose dread Omnipotence is over all	G2
A twinkling air thread in the vast of space	D
And what the works of that proud insect Man	G
His mausoleums fanes and pyramids	D
Frown in the dusk of long revolving years	D
While generations as they rise and drop	C4
Each following each to silence and to dust	S3
Point as they pass and say It was a God	S3
That made them but nor date nor name	J3
Oblivion shows cloud only rolling on	G
And wrapping darker as it rolls the works	D
Of man	G
Now raised on Contemplation's wing	S
The blue vault fervent with unnumbered stars	D
He ranges speeds as with an angel's flight	S3
From orb to orb sees distant suns illume	J3
The boundless space then bends his head to earth	R3
So poor is all he knows	D
O'er sanguine fields	D
Now rides he armed and crested like the god	S3
Of fabled battles where he points pale Death	C3
Strides over weltering carcases nor leaves	D
But still a horrid shadow step by step	D4
Stalks mocking after him till now the noise	D
Of rolling acclamation and the shout	S3
Of multitude on multitude is past	S3
The scene of all his triumphs wormy earth	R3
Closes upon his perishable pride	S3
For dust he is and shall to dust return	G
But Conscience a small voice from heaven replies	D
Conscience shall meet him in another world	S3
Let man then walk meek humble pure and just	S3
Though meek yet dignified though humble raised	S3
The heir of life and immortality	S3
Conscious that in this awful world he stands	D
He only of all living things ordained	S3
To think and know and feel there is a God	S3
Child of the air though most I love to hear	L2
Thy gentle summons whisper when the Spring	S
At the first carol of the village lark	C
Looks out and smiles or June is in her car	W
Not undelightful is the purer air	X3
In winter when the keen north east is high	N3
When frost fantastic his cold garland weaves	D
Of brittle flowers or soft succeeding snows	D
Gather without apace and heavy load	S3
The berried sweetbrier clinging to my pane	G
The blackbird then that marks the ruddy pods	D
Peep through the snow though silent is his song	O
Yet pressed by cold and hunger ventures near	M
The robin group familiar muster round	S3
The garden shed where at his dinner set	S3
The laboured hind strews here and there a crumb	J3
From his brown bread then heedless of the winds	D
That blow without and sweep the shivered snow	G2
Sees from his broken tube the smoke ascend	S3
On an inverted barrow as in state	S3
He sits though poor the monarch of the scene	G
As pondering deep the garden's future state	S3
His kingdom the rude instruments of death	C3
Lie at his feet fashioned with simple skill	G2
With which he hopes to snare the prowling race	D
The mice rapacious of his vernal hopes	D
So seated on the spring he ruminates	D
And solemn as a sophi moves nor hand	S3
Nor eye till haply some more venturous bird	S3
The crumbs exhausted that he lately strewed	S3
Upon the groundsill with often dipping beak	R2
And sidelong look as asking larger dole	G2
Comes hopping to his feet and say ye great	S3
Ye mighty monarchs of this earthly scene	G
What nobler views can elevate the heart	S3
Of a proud patriot king than thus to chase	D
The bold rapacious spoilers from the field	S3
And with an eye of merciful regard	S3
To look on humble worth wet from the storm	J3
And chilled by indigence	D
But thoughts like these	D
Ill suit the radiant summer's rosy prime	J3
And the still temper of the calm blue sky	N3
The sunny shower is past at intervals	D
The silent glittering drops descend and mark	C
Upon the blue bank of yon western cloud	S3
That looms direct against the emerging orb	E
How bright how beautiful the rainbow's hues	D
Steal out how stately bends the graceful arch	R
Above the hills and tinging at his foot	S3
The mead and trees Fancy might think young Hope	E4
Pants for the vision and with ardent eye	N3
Pursues the unreal shade and spreads her hands	D
Weeping to see it fade as all her dreams	D
Have faded	S3
These O Air are but the toys	D
That sometimes deck thy fairy element	S3
So oft the eye observant loves to trace	D
The colours and the shadows and the forms	D
That wander o'er the veering atmosphere	M
See in the east the rare parhelia shine	G
In mimic glory and so seem to mock	W2
Fixed parallel to the ascending orb	E
The majesty the splendour and the shape	W3
Of the sole luminary that informs	D
The world with light and heat The halo ring	S
Bends over all	G2
With desultory shafts	D
And long and arrowy glance the night lights shoot	S3
Pale coruscations o'er the northern sky	N3
Now lancing to the cope in sheets of flame	J3
Now wavering wild as the reflected wave	I3
On the arched roof of the umbrageous grot	S3
Hence Superstition dreams of armaments	D
Of fiery conflicts and of bleeding fields	D
Of slaughter so on great Jerusalem	J3
Ere yet she fell the flaming meteor glared	S3
A waving sword ensanguined seemed to point	S3
To the devoted city and a voice	D
Was heard Depart depart	S3
The atmosphere	M
That with the ceaseless hurry of its clouds	D
Encircles the round globe resembles oft	S3
The passing sunshine or the glooms that stray	H
O'er every human spirit	S3
Thin light streaks	D
Of thought pass vapoury o'er the vacant mind	S3
And fade to nothing Now fantastic gleams	D
Play flashing or expiring of gay hope	E4
Or deep despair then clouds of sadness close	D
In one dark settled gloom and all the man	G
Droops in despondence lost	S3
A rial tints	D
Please most the pensive poet and the views	D
He forms though evanescent and as vain	G
As the air's mockery seem to his eye	N3
Ev'n as substantial images and shapes	D
Till in a hurrying rack they all dissolve	F4
So in the cloudless sky amusive shines	D
The soft and mimic scenery distant hills	D
That in refracted light hang beautiful	G2
Beneath the golden car of eve ere yet	S3
The daylight lingering fades	D
Hence on the heights	D
Of Apennine far stretching to the south	G4
The goat herd while the westering sun far off	H4
Hangs o'er the hazy ocean's brim beholds	D
In the horizon's faintly glowing verge	I4
A landscape like the rainbow rise with rocks	D
That softened shine and shores that trend away	H
Beneath the winding woods of Sicily	S3
And Etna smouldering in the still pale sky	N3
And dim Messina with her spires and bays	D
That wind among the mountains and the tower	J
Of Faro gleaming on the tranquil straits	D
Unreal all yet on the air impressed	S3
From light's refracted ray the shadow seems	D
The certain scene the hind astonished views	D
Yet most delighted till at once the light	S3
Changes and all has vanished	S3
But to him	J3
How different in still air the unreal view	B4
Who wanders in Arabian solitudes	D
When faint with thirst he sees illusive streams	D
Shine in the arid desert	S3
All around	S3
A silent waste of dark gray sand is spread	S3
Like ashes not a speck in heaven appears	D
But the red sun high in his burning noon	G
Shoots down intolerable fire no sound	S3
Of beast or blast or moving insect stirs	D
The horrid stillness Oh what hand will guide	S3
The pilgrim panting in the trackless dust	S3
To where the pure and sparkling fountain cheers	D
The green oasis See as now his lip	J4
Hangs parched and quivering see before him spread	S3
The long and level lake	K4
He gazes still	G2
He gazes till he drops upon the sands	D
And to the vision stretches as he faints	D
His feeble hand	S3
Come Sylph of Summer come	J3
Return to these green pastures that remote	S3
From fiery blasts or deadly blistering frosts	D
Beneath the temperate atmosphere rejoice	D
A crown of flame a javelin in his hand	S3
Like the red arrow that the lightning shoots	D
Through night impetuous steeds and burning wheels	D
That as they whirl flash to the cope of heaven	G
Proclaim the angel of the world of fire	J
The ocean king lord of the waters rides	D
High on his hissing car whose concave skirrs	D
The azure deep beneath him flashing wide	S3
As to the sun the dark green wave upturns	D
And foaming far behind sea horses breast	S3
The bickering surge with nostrils sounding far	W
And eyes that flash above the wave and necks	D
Whose mane like breakers whitening in the wind	S3
Toss through the broken foam he kingly bears	D
His trident sceptre high around him play	H
Nereids and sea maids singing as he rides	D
Their choral song huge Triton weltering on	G
With scaly train at times his wreathed shell	G2
Sounds that the caverns of old ocean shake	K4
But milder thou soft daughter of the air	X3
Sylph of the Summer come the silent shower	J
Is past and 'mid the dripping fern the wren	G
Peeps till the sun looks through the clouds again	G
Oh come and breathe thy gentler influence	D
And send a home felt quiet to my heart	S3
Soothed as I hear by fits thy whisper run	G
Stirring the tall acacia's pendent leaves	D
And through yon hazel alley rustling soft	S3
Upon the vacant ear	L2
Yon eastern downs	D
That weather fence the blossoms of the vale	G2
Where winds from hill to hill the mighty Dike	L4
Of Woden named with many an antique mound	S3
The warrior's grave bids exercise awake	K4
And health the breeze of morning to inhale	G2
Meantime remote from storms the myrtle blooms	D
Beneath my southern sash	V3
The hurricane	G
May rend the pines of snowy Labrador	M4
The blasting whirlwinds of the desert sweep	L3
The Nubian wilderness we fear them not	S3
Nor yet my country do thy breezes bear	X3
From citrons or the blooming orange grove	A4
As in Rousillon's jasmine bordered vales	D
Incense at eve	N4
But temperate airs are thine	G
England and as thy climate so thy sons	D
Partake the temper of thine isle not rude	S3
Nor soft voluptuous nor effeminate	S3
Sincere indeed and hardy as becomes	D
Those who can lift their look elate and say	H
We strike for injured freedom and yet mild	S3
And gentle when the voice of charity	S3
Pleads like a voice from heaven and thanks to GOD	S3
The chain that fettered Afric's groaning race	D
The murderous chain that link by link dropped blood	S3
Is severed we have lost that foul reproach	O4
To all our virtuous boast	S3
Humanity	S3
England is thine not that false substitute	S3
That meretricious sadness which all sighs	D
For lark or lambkin yet can hear unmoved	S3
The bloodiest orgies of blood boltered France	D
Thine is consistent manly rational	G2
Nor needing the false glow of sentiment	S3
To melt it into sympathy but mild	S3
And looking with a gentle eye on all	G2
Thy manners open social yet refined	S3
Are tempered with reflection gaiety	S3
In her long lighted halls may lead the dance	D
Or wake the sprightly chord yet nature truth	P4
Still warm the ingenuous heart there is a blush	Q4
With those most gay and lovely and a tear	X3
With those most manly	S3
Temperate Liberty	S3
Hath yet the fairest altar on thy shores	D
Such and so warm with patriot energy	S3
As raised its arm when a false Stuart fled	S3
Yet mingled with deep wisdom's cautious lore	M4
That when it bade a Papal tyrant pause	D
And tremble held the undeviating reins	D
On the fierce neck of headlong Anarchy	S3
Thy Church nor here let zealot bigotry	S3
Vaunting condemn all altars but its own	G
Thy Church majestic but not sumptuous	D
Sober but not austere with lenity	S3
Tempering her fair pre eminence sustains	D
Her liberal charities yet decent state	S3
The tempest is abroad the fearful sounds	D
Of armament and gathering tumult fill	G2
The ear of anxious Europe If O GOD	S3
It is thy will that in the storm of death	C3
When we have lifted the brave sword in vain	G
We too should sink sustain us in that hour	J
Meantime be mine in cheerful privacy	S3
To wait Thy will not sanguine nor depressed	S3
In even course nor splendid nor obscure	R4
To steal through life among my villagers	D
The hum of the discordant crowd the buzz	D
Of faction the poor fly that threads the air	X3
Self pleased the wasp that points its tiny sting	S
Unfelt pass by me like the idle wind	S3
That I regard not while the Summer Sylph	S4
That whispers through the laurels wakes the thought	S3
Of quietude and home felt happiness	D
And independence in a land I love	Z2

William Lisle Bowles

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by Sayeed Abubakar

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