In The Forum Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH HBHB HHHH IEIE BJBK LLLL HHHH MLNL LBLB OLOL HHHH NLNL LDLD PHPH LNLN LPLP QHQ HHHH DDDD| The last warm gleams of sunset fade | A |
| From cypress spire and stonepine dome | B |
| And in the twilight's deepening shade | A |
| Lingering I scan the wrecks of Rome | B |
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| Husht the Madonna's Evening Bell | C |
| The steers lie loosed from wain and plough | D |
| The vagrant monk is in his cell | C |
| The meek nun novice cloistered now | D |
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| Pedant's presumptuous voice no more | E |
| Vexes the spot where Caesar trod | F |
| And o'er the pavement's soundless floor | E |
| Come banished priest and exiled God | F |
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| The lank ribbed she wolf couched among | G |
| The regal hillside's tangled scrubs | H |
| With doting gaze and fondling tongue | G |
| Suckles the Vestal's twin born cubs | H |
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| Yet once again Evander leads | H |
| neas to his wattled home | B |
| And throned on Tiber's fresh cut reeds | H |
| Talks of burnt Troy and rising Rome | B |
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| From out the tawny dusk one hears | H |
| The half feigned scream of Sabine maids | H |
| The rush to arms then swift the tears | H |
| That separate the clashing blades | H |
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| The Lictors with their fasces throng | I |
| To quell the Commons' rising roar | E |
| As Tullia's chariot flames along | I |
| Splashed with her murdered father's gore | E |
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| Her tresses free from band or comb | B |
| Love dimpled Venus lithe and tall | J |
| And fresh as Fiumicino's foam | B |
| Mounts her pentelic pedestal | K |
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| With languid lids and lips apart | L |
| And curving limbs like wave half furled | L |
| Unarmed she dominates the heart | L |
| And without sceptre sways the world | L |
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| Nerved by her smile avenging Mars | H |
| Stalks through the Forum's fallen fanes | H |
| Or changed of mien and healed of scars | H |
| Threads sylvan slopes and vineyard plains | H |
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| With waves of song from wakening lyre | M |
| Apollo routs the wavering night | L |
| While parsley crowned the white robed choir | N |
| Wind chanting up the Sacred Height | L |
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| Where Jove with thunder garlands wreathed | L |
| And crisp locks frayed like fretted foam | B |
| Sits with his lightnings half unsheathed | L |
| And frowns against the foes of Rome | B |
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| You cannot kill the Gods They still | O |
| Reclaim the thrones where once they reigned | L |
| Rehaunt the grove remount the rill | O |
| And renovate their rites profaned | L |
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| Diana's hounds still lead the chase | H |
| Still Neptune's Trident crests the sea | H |
| And still man's spirit soars through space | H |
| On feathered heels of Mercury | H |
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| No flood can quench the Vestals' Fire | N |
| The Flamen's robes are still as white | L |
| As ere the Salii's armoured choir | N |
| Were drowned by droning anchorite | L |
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| The saint may seize the siren's seat | L |
| The shaveling frown where frisked the Faun | D |
| Ne'er will though all beside should fleet | L |
| The Olympian Presence be withdrawn | D |
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| Here even in the noontide glare | P |
| The Gods recumbent take their ease | H |
| Go look and you will find them there | P |
| Slumbering behind some fallen frieze | H |
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| But most when sunset glow hath paled | L |
| And come as now the twilight hour | N |
| In vesper vagueness dimly veiled | L |
| I feel their presence and their power | N |
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| What though their temples strew the ground | L |
| And to the ruin owls repair | P |
| Their home their haunt is all around | L |
| They drive the cloud they ride the air | P |
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| And when the planets wend their way | Q |
| Along the never ageing skies | H |
| Revere the Gods'' I hear them say | Q |
| The Gods are old the Gods are wise '' | - |
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| Build as man may Time gnaws and peers | H |
| Through marble fissures granite rents | H |
| Only Imagination rears | H |
| Imperishable monuments | H |
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| Let Gaul and Goth pollute the shrine | D |
| Level the altar fire the fane | D |
| There is no razing the Divine | D |
| The Gods return the Gods remain | D |
Alfred Austin
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