Messiah. A Sacred Eclogue, In Imitation Of Virgil's 'pollio.' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CCDDEF BBGGHIJFKKLLMMNNOOPP GGQ RSGGTTUUTTVWXXWYZZYY A2A2B2C2D2D2GGFJMMBB E2E2GGWWGGNNF2F2F2G2 H2H2I2I2TTGGNNGGMMGG XXTTNNGGJ2J2TTGG| ADVERTISEMENT | A |
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| In reading several passages of the Prophet Isaiah which foretell the coming of Christ and the felicities attending it I could not but observe a remarkable parity between many of the thoughts and those in the 'Pollio' of Virgil This will not seem surprising when we reflect that the eclogue was taken from a Sibylline prophecy on the same subject One may judge that Virgil did not copy it line by line but selected such ideas as best agreed with the nature of pastoral poetry and disposed them in that manner which served most to beautify his piece I have endeavoured the same in this imitation of him though without admitting anything of my own since it was written with this particular view that the reader by comparing the several thoughts might see how far the images and descriptions of the prophet are superior to those of the poet But as I fear I have prejudiced them by my management I shall subjoin the passages of Isaiah and those of Virgil under the same disadvantage of a literal translation | B |
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| Ye Nymphs of Solyma begin the song | C |
| To heavenly themes sublimer strains belong | C |
| The mossy fountains and the sylvan shades | D |
| The dreams of Pindus and the Aonian maids | D |
| Delight no more O Thou my voice inspire | E |
| Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire | F |
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| Rapt into future times the bard begun | B |
| A virgin shall conceive a virgin bear a son | B |
| From Jesse's root behold the branch arise | G |
| Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies | G |
| The ethereal Spirit o'er its leaves shall move | H |
| And on its top descends the mystic Dove | I |
| Ye Heavens from high the dewy nectar pour | J |
| And in soft silence shed the kindly shower | F |
| The sick and weak the healing plant shall aid | K |
| From storms a shelter and from heat a shade | K |
| All crimes shall cease and ancient fraud shall fail | L |
| Returning Justice lift aloft her scale | L |
| Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend | M |
| And white robed Innocence from heaven descend | M |
| Swift fly the years and rise the expected morn | N |
| Oh spring to light auspicious Babe be born | N |
| See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring | O |
| With all the incense of the breathing spring | O |
| See lofty Lebanon his head advance | P |
| See nodding forests on the mountains dance | P |
| See spicy clouds from lowly Saron rise | G |
| And Carmel's flowery top perfumes the skies | G |
| Hark a glad voice the lonely desert cheers | Q |
| 'Prepare the way a God a God appears ' | - |
| 'A God a God ' the vocal hills reply | R |
| The rocks proclaim the approaching Deity | S |
| Lo Earth receives him from the bending skies | G |
| Sink down ye mountains and ye valleys rise | G |
| With heads declined ye cedars homage pay | T |
| Be smooth ye rocks ye rapid floods give way | T |
| The Saviour comes by ancient bards foretold | U |
| Hear him ye deaf and all ye blind behold | U |
| He from thick films shall purge the visual ray | T |
| And on the sightless eyeball pour the day | T |
| 'Tis he the obstructed paths of sound shall clear | V |
| And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear | W |
| The dumb shall sing the lame his crutch forego | X |
| And leap exulting like the bounding roe | X |
| No sigh no murmur the wide world shall hear | W |
| From every face he wipes off every tear | Y |
| In adamantine chains shall Death be bound | Z |
| And Hell's grim tyrant feel th' eternal wound | Z |
| As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care | Y |
| Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air | Y |
| Explores the lost the wandering sheep directs | A2 |
| By day o'ersees them and by night protects | A2 |
| The tender lambs he raises in his arms | B2 |
| Feeds from his hand and in his bosom warms | C2 |
| Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage | D2 |
| The promised Father of the future age | D2 |
| No more shall nation against nation rise | G |
| Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes | G |
| Nor fields with gleaming steel be cover'd o'er | F |
| The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more | J |
| But useless lances into scythes shall bend | M |
| And the broad falchion in a ploughshare end | M |
| Then palaces shall rise the joyful son | B |
| Shall finish what his short lived sire begun | B |
| Their vines a shadow to their race shall yield | E2 |
| And the same hand that sow'd shall reap the field | E2 |
| The swain in barren deserts with surprise | G |
| See lilies spring and sudden verdure rise | G |
| And start amidst the thirsty wilds to hear | W |
| New falls of water murmuring in his ear | W |
| On rifted rocks the dragons' late abodes | G |
| The green reed trembles and the bulrush nods | G |
| Waste sandy valleys once perplex'd with thorn | N |
| The spiry fir and shapely box adorn | N |
| To leafless shrubs the flowering palms succeed | F2 |
| And odorous myrtle to the noisome weed | F2 |
| The lambs with wolves shall graze the verdant mead | F2 |
| And boys in flowery bands the tiger lead | G2 |
| The steer and lion at one crib shall meet | H2 |
| And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet | H2 |
| The smiling infant in his hand shall take | I2 |
| The crested basilisk and speckled snake | I2 |
| Pleased the green lustre of the scales survey | T |
| And with their forky tongue shall innocently play | T |
| Rise crown'd with light imperial Salem rise | G |
| Exalt thy towery head and lift thy eyes | G |
| See a long race thy spacious courts adorn | N |
| See future sons and daughters yet unborn | N |
| In crowding ranks on every side arise | G |
| Demanding life impatient for the skies | G |
| See barbarous nations at thy gates attend | M |
| Walk in thy light and in thy temple bend | M |
| See thy bright altars throng'd with prostrate kings | G |
| And heap'd with products of Sabean springs | G |
| For thee Idume's spicy forests blow | X |
| And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow | X |
| See Heaven its sparkling portals wide display | T |
| And break upon thee in a flood of day | T |
| No more the rising sun shall gild the morn | N |
| Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn | N |
| But lost dissolved in thy superior rays | G |
| One tide of glory one unclouded blaze | G |
| O'erflow thy courts The Light himself shall shine | J2 |
| Reveal'd and God's eternal day be thine | J2 |
| The seas shall waste the skies in smoke decay | T |
| Rocks fall to dust and mountains melt away | T |
| But fix'd his word his saving power remains | G |
| Thy realm for ever lasts thy own MESSIAH reigns | G |
Alexander Pope
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