Off Mesolongi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE AFAF GHGH IJIJ KLKL LLLL MNMN OHPH QRQR STST LULP VEVE LWLW XLXL YZYZ A2LA2L B2LB2L LLLL C2D2C2D2

The lights of Mesolongi gleamA
Before me now the day is goneB
And vague as leaf on drifting streamA
My keel glides onC
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No mellow moon no stars ariseD
In other lands they shine and roamE
All I discern are darkening skiesD
And whitening foamE
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So on those lights I gaze that seemA
Ghosts of the beacons of my youthF
Ere rescued from their treacherous gleamA
I steered towards truthF
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And you too Byron did awakeG
And ransomed from the cheating breathH
Of living adulation stakeG
Greatness on deathH
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Alas the choice was made too lateI
You treated Fame as one that begsJ
And having drained the joys that sateI
Offered the dregsJ
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The lees of life you scornful broughtK
Scornful she poured upon the groundL
The honoured doom in shame you soughtK
You never foundL
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The Spartan borne upon his shield''L
Is not the meed of jaded lustL
And ere your feet could reach the fieldL
Death claimed your dustL
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Upon the pillow not the rockM
Like meaner things you ebbed awayN
Yearning in vain for instant shockM
Of mortal frayN
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The futile prayer the feeble tearO
All that deforms the face of deathH
You had to bear whilst in your earP
Hummed battle's breathH
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You begged the vulture not the wormQ
Might feed upon your empty corseR
In vain Just Nemesis was firmQ
'Gainst late remorseR
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Too much you asked too little gaveS
The crown without the cross of strifeT
What is it earns a soldier's graveS
A soldier's lifeT
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Think not I come to taunt the deadL
My earliest master still is dearU
And what few tears I have to shedL
Are gathering hereP
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Behind me lies Ulysses' isleV
The wanderer wise who pined for homeE
But Byron Neither tear nor smileV
Forbade you roamE
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Yours was that bitterest mortal fateL
No choice save thirst or swinish troughW
Love's self but offered sensuous baitL
Or virtuous scoffW
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Yet was it well to wince and cryX
For anguish and at wrong to girdL
Best like your gladiator dieX
Without a wordL
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There be who in that fault rejoiceY
Since sobs survive as sweetest laysZ
And yours remains the strongest voiceY
Of later daysZ
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For me I think of you as OneA2
Who vaguely pined for worthier lotL
Than to be blinked at like the sunA2
But found it notL
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Who blindly fought his way from birthB2
Nor learned till 'twas too late to heedL
Not all the noblest songs are worthB2
One noble deedL
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Who with the doom of glory cursedL
Still played the athlete's hollow partL
And 'neath his bay green temples nursedL
A withered heartL
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On silent keel through silent seaC2
I will not land where He alasD2
Just missed Fame's crown Enough for meC2
To gaze and passD2

Alfred Austin



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