Lamentation Of The Peruvians Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DEDEFCFCGGHHIIJJKK LLMMNNOOPPBBCCQQHHRR SS TAFFHHUU

The foes of the east have come down on our shoreA
And the state and the strength of Peru are no moreA
Oh curs'd doubly curs'd was that desolate hourB
When they spread o'er our land in the pride of their powerB
Lament for the Inca the son of the SunC
Ataliba's fallen Peru is undoneC
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Pizarro Pizarro though conquest may wingD
Her course round thy banners that wanton in airE
Yet remorse to thy grief stricken conscience shall clingD
And shriek o'er thy banquets in sounds of despairE
It shall tell thee that he who beholds from his throneF
The blood thou hast spilt and the deeds thou hast doneC
Shall mock at thy fear and rejoice at thy groanF
And arise in his wrath for the death of his sonC
Why blew ye ye gales when the murderer cameG
Why fann'd ye the fire and why fed ye the flameG
Why sped ye his sails o'er the ocean so blueH
Are ye also combin'd for the fall of PeruH
And thou whom no prayers no entreaties can bendI
Thy crimes and thy murders to heav'n shall ascendI
For vengeance the ghosts of our forefathers callJ
At thy threshold Pizarro in death shalt thou fallJ
Ay there even there in the halls of thy prideK
With the blood of thine heart shall thy portals be dyedK
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Lo dark as the tempests that frown from the northL
From the cloud of past time Manco Capac looks forthL
Great Inca to whom the gay day star gave birthM
Whose throne is the heaven and whose foot stool the earthM
His visage is sad as the vapours that riseN
From the desolate mountain of fire to the skiesN
But his eye flashes flame as the lightnings that streakO
Those volumes that shroud the volcano's high peakO
Hark he speaks bids us fly to our mountains and cherishP
Bold freedom's last spark ere for ever it perishP
Bids us leave these wild condors to prey on each otherB
Each to bathe his fierce beak in the gore of his brotherB
This symbol we take of our godhead the SunC
And curse thee and thine for the deeds thou hast doneC
May the curses pursue thee of those thou hast slainQ
Of those that have fallen in war on the plainQ
When we went forth to greet ye but foully ye threwH
Your dark shots of death on the sons of PeruH
May the curse of the widow the curse of the braveR
The curse of the fatherless cleave to thy graveR
And the words which they spake with their last dying breathS
Embitter the pangs and the tortures of deathS
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May he that assists thee be childless and poorT
With famine behind him and death at his doorA
May his nights be all sleepless his days spent aloneF
And ne'er may he list to a voice but his ownF
Or if he shall sleep in his dreams may he viewH
The ghost of our Inca the fiends of PeruH
May the flames of destruction that here he has spreadU
Be tenfold return'd on his murderous headU

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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