Russia: An Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCCDDEEFFGHIIJJKKI ILLMMNN AOOPPIIIIIIHGNNQQRRF FPPQQII ASSFFGGKTPPIIGGPPIIU UVVIIWW

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Out of hell a word comes hissing dark as doomB
Fierce as fire and foul as plague polluted gloomB
Out of hell wherein the sinless damned endureC
More than ever sin conceived of pains impureC
More than ever ground men's living souls to dustD
Worse than madness ever dreamed of murderous lustD
Since the world's wail first went up from lands and seasE
Ears have heard not tongues have told not things like theseE
Dante led by love's and hate's accordant spellF
Down the deepest and the loathliest ways of hellF
Where beyond the brook of blood the rain was fireG
Where the scalps were masked with dung more deep than mireH
Saw not where the filth was foulest and the nightI
Darkest depths whose fiends could match the MuscoviteI
Set beside this truth his deadliest vision seemsJ
Pale and pure and painless as a virgin's dreamsJ
Maidens dead beneath the clasping lash and wivesK
Rent with deadlier pangs than death for shame survivesK
Naked mad starved scourged spurned frozen fallen defloweredI
Souls and bodies as by fangs of beasts devouredI
Sounds that hell would hear not sights no thought could shapeL
Limbs that feel as flame the ravenous grasp of rapeL
Filth of raging crime and shame that crime enjoysM
Age made one with youth in torture girls with boysM
These and worse if aught be worse than these things areN
Prove thee regent Russia praise thy mercy CzarN
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Sons of man men born of women may we dareO
Say they sin who dare be slain and dare not spareO
They who take their lives in hand and smile on deathP
Holding life as less than sleep's most fitful breathP
So their life perchance or death may serve and speedI
Faith and hope that die if dream become not deedI
Nought is death and nought is life and nought is fateI
Save for souls that love has clothed with fire of hateI
These behold them weigh them prove them find them noughtI
Save by light of hope and fire of burning thoughtI
What though sun be less than storm where these aspireH
Dawn than lightning song than thunder light than fireG
Help is none in heaven hope sees no gentler starN
Earth is hell and hell bows down before the CzarN
All its monstrous murderous lecherous births acclaimQ
Him whose empire lives to match its fiery fameQ
Nay perchance at sight or sense of deeds here doneR
Here where men may lift up eyes to greet the sunR
Hell recoils heart stricken horror worse than hellF
Darkens earth and sickens heaven life knows the spellF
Shudders quails and sinks or filled with fierier breathP
Rises red in arms devised of darkling deathP
Pity mad with passion anguish mad with shameQ
Call aloud on justice by her darker nameQ
Love grows hate for love's sake life takes death for guideI
Night hath none but one red star TyrannicideI
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IIIA
God or man be swift hope sickens with delayS
Smite and send him howling down his father's wayS
Fall O fire of heaven and smite as fire from hellF
Halls wherein men's torturers crowned and cowering dwellF
These that crouch and shrink and shudder girt with powerG
These that reign and dare not trust one trembling hourG
These omnipotent whom terror curbs and drivesK
These whose life reflects in fear their victims' livesT
These whose breath sheds poison worse than plague's thick breathP
These whose reign is ruin these whose word is deathP
These whose will turns heaven to hell and day to nightI
These if God's hand smite not how shall man's not smiteI
So from hearts by horror withered as by fireG
Surge the strains of unappeasable desireG
Sounds that bid the darkness lighten lit for deathP
Bid the lips whose breath was doom yield up their breathP
Down the way of Czars awhile in vain deferredI
Bid the Second Alexander light the ThirdI
How for shame shall men rebuke them how may weU
Blame whose fathers died and slew to leave us freeU
We though all the world cry out upon them knowV
Were our strife as theirs we could not strike but soV
Could not cower and could not kiss the hands that smiteI
Could not meet them armed in sunlit battle's lightI
Dark as fear and red as hate though morning riseW
Life it is that conquers death it is that diesW

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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