The Princes' Quest - Part The Third Poem Rhyme Scheme

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So without rest or tarriance all that night	A
Until the world was blear with coming light	A
Forth fared the princely fugitive nor stayed	B
His wearied feet till morn returning made	B
Some village all a hum with wakeful stir	C
And from that place the royal wayfarer	C
Went ever faster on and yet more fast	D
Till ere the noontide sultriness was past	D
Upon his ear the burden of the seas	E
Came dreamlike heard upon a cool fresh breeze	E
That tempered gratefully a fervent sky	F
And many an hour ere sundown he drew nigh	F
A fair built seaport warder of the land	G
And watcher of the wave with odours fanned	G
Of green fields and of blue from either side	H
A pleasant place wherein he might abide	H
Unknown of man or woman till such time	I
As any ship should sail to that far clime	I
Where lived the famous great astrologer	C
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Entered within its gates a wanderer	C
Besoiled with dust and no wise richly drest	H
Yet therewithal a prince and princeliest	H
Of princes with the press of motley folk	J
He mixed unheeded and unknown nor spoke	J
To any no man speaking unto him	I
But being wearied sore in every limb	I
Sought out a goodly hostel where he might	H
Rest him and eat and tarry for the night	H
And having eaten he arose and passed	H
Down to the wharves where many a sail and mast	H
Showed fiery dark against the setting sun	K
There holding talk with whom he chanced upon	L
In that same hour by great good hap he found	H
The master of a vessel outward bound	H
Upon the morrow for that selfsame port	H
Whither he sought to go where dwelt at court	H
The mage deep read in starry charact'ry	C
An honest man and pleasant tongued was he	M
This worthy master mariner and since	N
He had no scorn of well got gain the Prince	N
Agreed to pay him certain sums in gold	H
And go aboard his vessel ere were told	H
Two hours of sunlight on the coming day	H
And thus agreed they wended each his way	H
For the dusk hour was nigh and all the West	H
Lay emptied of its sun But as he pressed	H
Up the long seaward sloping street that ran	O
Through half the town the Prince sought out a man	O
Who dealt in pearls and diamonds and all	P
Manner of stones which men do precious call	P
To whom the least of his three gems he sold	H
For a great price and laden with the gold	H
Forthwith returned unto his hostelry	C
And dreamed all night of seaports and the sea	M
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Early the morrow morn a fair soft gale	Q
Blowing from overland the ship set sail	Q
At turning of the tide and from her deck	R
The Prince gazed till the town was but a speck	R
And all the shore became a memory	M
And still he gazed though more he might not see	M
Than the wide waters and the great wide sky	F
And many a long unchangeful day went by	F
Ere land was sighted but at length uprose	M
A doubtful dusky something toward the close	M
Of the last hour before one sultry noon	S
Most like an isle of cloud it seemed but soon	S
The sailors knew it for the wish d strand	H
And ere the evenfall they reached the land	H
And that same night the royal wanderer lay	H
In a strange city amid strange folk till Day	H
Rose from the dim sea's lap and with his wings	M
Fanned into wakefulness all breathing things	M
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Then he uprose but going forth that morn	T
A sadness came upon him and forlorn	T
He felt within himself and nowise light	H
Of heart for all his lonely travel might	H
Prove void and fruitless and of no avail	Q
Thus pondered he and should it wholly fail	Q
What then were left him for to do Return	U
To his own country that his kin might learn	U
To know him duped and fooled of fantasies	M
Blown hither and thither by an idle breeze	M
From Dreamland Or in lieu perchance of this	M
Wander unresting reft of hope and bliss	M
A mariner on a sea that hath no coast	H
Seeking a shade himself a shade and lost	H
In shadows as a wave is lost i' the sea	M
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Thus in a heart not lightsome pondered he	M
And roamed from unfamiliar street to street	H
Much marvelling that all he chanced to meet	H
Showed faces troubled as his own for some	I
Did weep outright and over all a gloom	I
Hung as a cloud that blotteth out the sun	K
Wherefore the Prince addressed him unto one	K
Of sadder visage even than the rest	H
Who ever as he walked or beat his breast	H
Or groaned aloud or with his fingers rent	H
His robe and being besought to say what meant	H
This look of rue on all men's faces cried	H
In loud amazement 'What can any abide	H
Within this city having ears to hear	C
Yet know not how this morn the mighty seer	C
Hath died and left the land all desolate	H
For now when sudden ills befall the state	H
There will be none to warn or prophesy	M
As he but when calamities are nigh	F
No man will know till they be come and we	M
Be all undone together woe is me '	-
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Thus ended he his outcry and again	V
Passed on his way and mixed with other men	V
Scarce joyfuller than he if less they spake	W
Meanwhile upon the Prince's heart there brake	W
Grief like a bitter wind beneath whose breath	X
Hope paled and sickened well nigh unto death	X
For lo those dumb and formless fears that came	I
Within his heart that morn and like a flame	I
That flickers long and dimly ere it die	F
Tarried and would not pass but fitfully	M
Flickered and flared and paled and flared again	V
Lo those mysterious messengers of pain	Y
Dumb formless fears were they not verified	H
And lo that voyage o'er the waters wide	H
Was it not vain and a most empty thing	Z
And what might now the years avail to bring	Z
But hopes that barren live and barren die	F
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Thus did his heart with many an inward sigh	F
Ask of itself though answer there was none	K
To be returned and so the day begun	K
Tristfully trailed an ever wearier wing	Z
Till toward night another questioning	Z
Like a strange voice from far beset his soul	A2
And as a low wind wails for very dole	A2
About a tarn whereof the listless wave	B2
Maketh no answer to its plaining save	B2
A sound that seems the phantom of its own	C2
So that low voice making unbidden moan	C2
No answer got saving the many sighs	M
Its echoes and in this reproachful wise	M
Heaping new pain on him disconsolate	F
The low voice spake and spake importunate	F
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O Prince that wast and wanderer that art	F
Say doth love live within thy hidden heart	F
Love born of dream but nurtured wakingly	A2
Ev'n as that Once when thy soul's eyes did see	M
Love's visible self and worshipt Or hast thou	D2
Fall'n from thy faith in Her and Love ere now	D2
And is thy passion as a robe outworn	D2
Nay love forbid Yet wherefore art thou lorn	D2
Of hope and peace if Love be still thine own	D2
For were the wondrous vision thou hast known	D2
Indeed Love's voice and Fate's which are the same	I
Then even as surely as the vision came	I
So surely shall it be fulfilled if faith	E2
Abide in thee but if thy spirit saith	E2
Treason of Love or Fate and unbelief	B2
House in thy heart then surely shall swift grief	B2
Find thee and hope that should be as a breath	E2
Of song undying shall even die the death	E2
And thou thyself the death in life shalt see	M
O Prince that wast O wanderer that shalt be	M
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So spake the Voice And in the pauses of	B2
That secret Voice there 'gan to wake and move	B2
Deep in his heart a thing of blackest ill	A2
The shapeless shadow men call Doubt until	A2
That hour all unacquainted with his soul	A2
And being tormented sore of this new dole	A2
There came on him a longing to explore	C
That sleep discovered flowery land once more	C
Isled in the dark of the soul for he did deem	I
That were he once again to dream The Dream	I
His faith new stablished would stand and be	M
No longer vext of this infirmity	M
And so that night ere lying down to sleep	F2
There came on him half making him to weep	F2
And half to laugh that such a thing should be	M
A mad conceit and antic fantasy	M
And yet more sad than merry was the whim	I
To crave this boon of Sleep beseeching him	I
To send the dream of dreams most coveted	F
And ere he lay him down upon his bed	F
A soft sweet song was born within his thought	F
But if he sang the song or if 'twas nought	F
But the soul's longing whispered to the soul	A2
Himself knew hardly while the passion stole	A2
From that still depth where passion lieth prone	D2
And voiced itself in this like monotone	D2
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'O Sleep thou hollow sea thou soundless s	M

William Watson

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