Ashtaroth: A Dramatic Lyric Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLMMNDOOMJD MO P MM G FQ R FPRSTUTUVWXWYZYI DMA2MA2B2C2B2C2MMMM FD2E2D2E2F2G2 DF2G2H2I2H2I2 FJ2 K2L2K2L2M2MRDRDN2MN2 M O2P2O2P2N2MN2M Q2MQ2MN2MN2M R2L2R2L2N2MN2M S2T2MS2T2MJMJU2VU2X V2 W2 FMVMVANANX2Y2X2Y2WZ2 DWZ2GK2A3K2S2LR2LD2B 3D2D2C3N2C3N2 FD2ID2IVD2V D2D2D2D2D2 FD2L2D2L2 DMD2MD2 M F FA2MA2MMD3MD3 DE3DE3F3MF3M MD2MD2DD2D3D2 R2G3DD3D3V| Dramatis Personae | A |
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| HUGO a Norman Baron and a Scholar | B |
| ERIC a friend of Hugo's | C |
| THURSTON | D |
| EUSTACE | E |
| RALPH Followers of Hugo | F |
| HENRY a Page | G |
| LUKE | H |
| HUBERT Monks living in a Norman Chapel | I |
| BASIL Abbot of a Convent on the Rhine | J |
| CYRIL a Monk of the same Convent | K |
| OSRIC a Norwegian Adventurer and formerly a Corsair | L |
| RUDOLPH an Outlawed Count and the Captain of a Band of Robbers | M |
| DAGOBERT the Captain of some predatory Soldiers called Free Lances | M |
| HAROLD a Danish Knight | N |
| ORION | D |
| THORA | O |
| AGATHA | O |
| ELSPETH a Nurse of Thora's | M |
| URSULA Abbess of the Convent on the Rhine | J |
| NUNS etc Women | D |
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| Men at arms Soldiers and Robbers Monks Friars and Churchmen Spirits | M |
| etc | O |
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| SCENE A Castle in Normandy | P |
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| A Study in a Tower HUGO seated at a table covered with maps and charts | M |
| of the heavens astronomical instruments books manuscripts | M |
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| Enter HENRY a Page | G |
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| Hugo | F |
| Well boy what is it | Q |
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| Henry The feast is spread | R |
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| Hugo | F |
| Why tarry the guests for me | P |
| Let Eric sit at the table's head | R |
| Alone I desire to be Henry goes out | S |
| What share have I at their festive board | T |
| Their mirth I can only mar | U |
| To me no pleasure their cups afford | T |
| Their songs on my silence jar | U |
| With an aching eye and a throbbing brain | V |
| And yet with a hopeful heart | W |
| I must toil and strain with the planets again | X |
| When the rays of the sun depart | W |
| He who must needs with the topers tope | Y |
| And the feasters feast in the hall | Z |
| How can he hope with a matter to cope | Y |
| That is immaterial | I |
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| Orion | D |
| He who his appetite stints and curbs | M |
| Shut up in the northern wing | A2 |
| With his rye bread flavoured with bitter herbs | M |
| And his draught from the tasteless spring | A2 |
| Good sooth he is but a sorry clown | B2 |
| There are some good things upon earth | C2 |
| Pleasure and power and fair renown | B2 |
| And wisdom of worldly worth | C2 |
| There is wisdom in follies that charm the sense | M |
| In follies that light the eyes | M |
| But the folly to wisdom that makes pretence | M |
| Is alone by the fool termed wise | M |
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| Hugo | F |
| Thy speech Orion is somewhat rude | D2 |
| Perchance having jeer'd and scoff'd | E2 |
| To thy fill thou wilt curb thy jeering mood | D2 |
| I wot thou hast served me oft | E2 |
| This plan of the skies seems fairly traced | F2 |
| What errors canst thou detect | G2 |
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| Orion | D |
| Nay the constellations are misplaced | F2 |
| And the satellites incorrect | G2 |
| Leave the plan to me you have time to seek | H2 |
| An hour of needful rest | I2 |
| The night is young and the planets are weak | H2 |
| See the sun still reddens the west | I2 |
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| Hugo | F |
| I fear I shall sleep too long | J2 |
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| Orion If you do | K2 |
| It matters not much the sky | L2 |
| Is cloudy the stars will be faint and few | K2 |
| Now list to my lullaby | L2 |
| Hugo reclines on a couch | M2 |
| Sings | M |
| Still the darkling skies are red | R |
| Though the day god's course is run | D |
| Heavenly night lamps overhead | R |
| Flash and twinkle one by one | D |
| Idle dreamer earth born elf | N2 |
| Vainly grasping heavenly things | M |
| Wherefore weariest thou thyself | N2 |
| With thy vain imaginings | M |
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| From the tree of knowledge first | O2 |
| Since his parents pluck'd the fruit | P2 |
| Man with partial knowledge curs'd | O2 |
| Of the tree still seeks the root | P2 |
| Musty volumes crowd thy shelf | N2 |
| Which of these true knowledge brings | M |
| Wherefore weariest thou thyself | N2 |
| With thy vain imaginings | M |
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| Will the stars from heaven descend | Q2 |
| Can the earth worm soar and rise | M |
| Can the mortal comprehend | Q2 |
| Heaven's own hallow'd mysteries | M |
| Greed and glory power and pelf | N2 |
| These are won by clowns and kings | M |
| Wherefore weariest thou thyself | N2 |
| With thy vain imaginings | M |
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| Sow and reap and toil and spin | R2 |
| Eat and drink and dream and die | L2 |
| Man may strive yet never win | R2 |
| And I laugh the while and cry | L2 |
| Idle dreamer earth born elf | N2 |
| Vainly grasping heavenly things | M |
| Wherefore weariest thou thyself | N2 |
| With thy vain imaginings | M |
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| He sleeps and his sleep appears serene | S2 |
| Whatever dreams it has brought him | T2 |
| Looks at the plans | M |
| If he knows what those hieroglyphics mean | S2 |
| He's wiser than one who taught him | T2 |
| Why does he number the Pole star thus | M |
| Or the Pleiades why combine | J |
| And what is he doing with Sirius | M |
| In the devil's name or in mine | J |
| Man thinks discarding the beaten track | U2 |
| That the sins of his youth are slain | V |
| When he seeks fresh sins but he soon comes back | U2 |
| To his old pet sins again | X |
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| SCENE The Same | V2 |
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| HUGO waking ORION seated near him Daybreak | W2 |
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| Hugo | F |
| Oh weary spirit oh cloudy eyes | M |
| Oh heavy and misty brain | V |
| Yon riddle that lies 'twixt earth and skies | M |
| Ye seek to explore in vain | V |
| See the east is grey put those scrolls away | A |
| And hide them far from my sight | N |
| I will toil and study no more by day | A |
| I will watch no longer by night | N |
| I have labour'd and long'd and now I seem | X2 |
| No nearer the mystic goal | Y2 |
| Orion I fain would devise some scheme | X2 |
| To quiet this restless soul | Y2 |
| To distant climes I would fain depart | W |
| I would travel by sea or land | Z2 |
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| Orion | D |
| Nay I warn'd you of this Short life long art | W |
| The proverb though stale will stand | Z2 |
| Full many a sage from youth to age | G |
| Has toil'd to obtain what you | K2 |
| Would master at once In a pilgrimage | A3 |
| Forsooth there is nothing new | K2 |
| Though virtue I ween in change of scene | S2 |
| And vigour in change of air | L |
| Will always be and has always been | R2 |
| And travel is a tonic rare | L |
| Still the restless discontented mood | D2 |
| For the time alone is eased | B3 |
| It will soon return with hunger renew'd | D2 |
| And appetite unappeased | D2 |
| Nathless I could teach a shorter plan | C3 |
| To win that wisdom you crave | N2 |
| That lore that is seldom attain'd by man | C3 |
| From the cradle down to the grave | N2 |
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| Hugo | F |
| Such lore I had rather do without | D2 |
| It hath nothing mystic nor awful | I |
| In my eye Nay I despise and doubt | D2 |
| The arts that are term'd unlawful | I |
| 'Twixt science and magic the line lies plain | V |
| I shall never wittingly pass it | D2 |
| There is now no compact between us twain | V |
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| Orion But an understanding tacit | D2 |
| You have prospered much since the day we met | D2 |
| You were then a landless knight | D2 |
| You now have honour and wealth and yet | D2 |
| I never can serve you right | D2 |
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| Hugo | F |
| Enough we will start this very day | D2 |
| Thurston Eric and I | L2 |
| And the baffled visions will pass away | D2 |
| And the restless fires will die | L2 |
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| Orion | D |
| Till the fuel expires that feeds those fires | M |
| They smoulder and live unspent | D2 |
| Give a mortal all that his heart desires | M |
| He is less than ever content | D2 |
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| SCENE A Cliff on the Breton Coast Overhanging the Sea | M |
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| HUGO | F |
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| Hugo | F |
| Down drops the red sun through the gloaming | A2 |
| They burst raging waves of the sea | M |
| Foaming out their own shame ever foaming | A2 |
| Their leprosy up with fierce glee | M |
| Flung back from the stone snowy fountains | M |
| Of feathery flakes scarcely flag | D3 |
| Where shock after shock the green mountains | M |
| Explode on the iron grey crag | D3 |
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| The salt spray with ceaseless commotion | D |
| Leaps round me I sit on the verge | E3 |
| Of the cliff 'twixt the earth and the ocean | D |
| With feet overhanging the surge | E3 |
| In thy grandeur oh sea we acknowledge | F3 |
| In thy fairness oh earth we confess | M |
| Hidden truths that are taught in no college | F3 |
| Hidden songs that no parchments express | M |
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| Were they wise in their own generations | M |
| Those sages and sagas of old | D2 |
| They have pass'd o'er their names and their nations | M |
| Time's billows have silently roll'd | D2 |
| They have pass'd leaving little to their children | D |
| Save histories of a truth far from strict | D2 |
| Or theories more vague and bewildering | D3 |
| Since three out of four contradict | D2 |
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| Lost labour vain bookworms have sat in | R2 |
| The halls of dull pedants who teach | G3 |
| Strange tongues the dead lore of the Latin | D |
| The scroll that is god like and Greek | D3 |
| Have wasted life's springtide in learning | D3 |
| Things long ago learnt all in vain | V |
Adam Lindsay Gordon
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