To The Queen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEAAFGHIBIJKALMNJ OPQJRJSATUVWXAAYZGJP IOIWZOA2B2IJQMAJWWAW JUWWWC2JC

O loyal to the royal in thyselfA
And loyal to thy land as this to theeB
Bear witness that rememberable dayC
When pale as yet and fever worn the PrinceD
Who scarce had plucked his flickering life againE
From halfway down the shadow of the graveA
Past with thee through thy people and their loveA
And London rolled one tide of joy through allF
Her trebled millions and loud leagues of manG
And welcome witness too the silent cryH
The prayer of many a race and creed and climeI
Thunderless lightnings striking under seaB
From sunset and sunrise of all thy realmI
And that true North whereof we lately heardJ
A strain to shame us 'keep you to yourselvesK
So loyal is too costly friends your loveA
Is but a burthen loose the bond and go 'L
Is this the tone of empire here the faithM
That made us rulers this indeed her voiceN
And meaning whom the roar of HougoumontJ
Left mightiest of all peoples under heavenO
What shock has fooled her since that she should speakP
So feebly wealthier wealthier hour by hourQ
The voice of Britain or a sinking landJ
Some third rate isle half lost among her seasR
THERE rang her voice when the full city pealedJ
Thee and thy Prince The loyal to their crownS
Are loyal to their own far sons who loveA
Our ocean empire with her boundless homesT
For ever broadening England and her throneU
In our vast Orient and one isle one isleV
That knows not her own greatness if she knowsW
And dreads it we are fallen But thou my QueenX
Not for itself but through thy living loveA
For one to whom I made it o'er his graveA
Sacred accept this old imperfect taleY
New old and shadowing Sense at war with SoulZ
Ideal manhood closed in real manG
Rather than that gray king whose name a ghostJ
Streams like a cloud man shaped from mountain peakP
And cleaves to cairn and cromlech still or himI
Of Geoffrey's book or him of Malleor's oneO
Touched by the adulterous finger of a timeI
That hovered between war and wantonnessW
And crownings and dethronements take withalZ
Thy poet's blessing and his trust that HeavenO
Will blow the tempest in the distance backA2
From thine and ours for some are sacred who markB2
Or wisely or unwisely signs of stormI
Waverings of every vane with every windJ
And wordy trucklings to the transient hourQ
And fierce or careless looseners of the faithM
And Softness breeding scorn of simple lifeA
Or Cowardice the child of lust for goldJ
Or Labour with a groan and not a voiceW
Or Art with poisonous honey stolen from FranceW
And that which knows but careful for itselfA
And that which knows not ruling that which knowsW
To its own harm the goal of this great worldJ
Lies beyond sight yet if our slowly grownU
And crowned Republic's crowning common senseW
That saved her many times not fail their fearsW
Are morning shadows huger than the shapesW
That cast them not those gloomier which foregoC2
The darkness of that battle in the WestJ
Where all of high and holy dies awayC

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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