Julia, Or The Convent Of St. Claire Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHBH IJKJ LGMG CNON PQRQ STUV WXYX ZA2HB2 C2KD2K E2F2YF2 G2E2D2E2 H2RFA2 I2MJ2W K2FL2F D2M2N2M2 A2FG2F LO2P2O2 OQ2R2Q2 ATJ2T FD2R2S2 T2FU2F I2SS2V2 ZW2X2Y2 F2UX2Z2 F2QQQ ZQA3Q QQP2Q QRB3A2 HC3D3C3 QEQE E3F3G3F3 QH3W2H3 QI3QI3 QDQD J3QQQ QV2K3V2 L3QQQ QQM3Q E2JQJ E2EL2E L3QQQ QN3O3N3 P3QD2Q QMQM P2WQ3M R3QV2Q T2C3I3C3 Q QS3 ET3KT3 QEU3E KS3QS3 QV3Stranger that massy mouldering pile | A |
Whose ivied ruins load the ground | B |
Reechoed once to pious strains | C |
By holy sisters breathed around | B |
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There many a noble virgin came | D |
To bid the world she loved adieu | E |
There victim of parental pride | F |
To years of hopeless grief withdrew | E |
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Yes proud St Claire thy costly walls | G |
Have witnessed oft the mourner's pain | H |
And hearts in joyless durance bound | B |
Which sighed for kindred hearts in vain | H |
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But never more within thy cells | I |
Shall beauty breathe the fruitless sigh | J |
Nor hid beneath the envious veil | K |
Shall sorrow dim the sparkling eye | J |
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For now a sight by reason blest | L |
Thy gloomy dome in ruins falls | G |
While bats and screechowls harbour there | M |
Sole tenants of thy crumbling walls | G |
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And soon blest change as those dread plains | C |
Where Etna's burning torrents poured | N |
Become when Time its power has shed | O |
With softly smiling verdure stored | N |
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So when thy darkly frowning towers | P |
The verdant plain no longer load | Q |
These scenes where sorrow reigned may prove | R |
Fond faithful lovers' blest abode | Q |
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And they shall pledge the nuptial vow | S |
Where once far different vows were heard | T |
And where thy pining virgins mourned | U |
Shall babes sweet smiling babes be reared | V |
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Hail glorious change to Nature dear | W |
Methinks I see the bridal throng | X |
And hark where lonely sisters prayed | Y |
How sweetly swells the social song | X |
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But nought O nought can her restore | Z |
To social life to happy love | A2 |
Who once amidst thy cloistered train | H |
With passion's hopeless sorrow strove | B2 |
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Lamented maid my faithful Muse | C2 |
To pity's ear shall tell thy tale | K |
Shall tell at midnight's awful hour | D2 |
Why groaning ghosts affright the vale | K |
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On Julia's softly dimpled cheek | E2 |
Just bloom'd to view youth's opening rose | F2 |
When proudly stern her father bade | Y |
St Claire's dark walls her bloom enclose | F2 |
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But no reluctance to obey | G2 |
With tears bedewed her beauteous cheek | E2 |
Since love with soft persuasive power | D2 |
Not yet had taught her heart to speak | E2 |
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Yes be a nun's vocation mine | H2 |
So I my brother's bliss improve | R |
His be their wealth sweet Julia cried | F |
So I may boast my parent's love | A2 |
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Proud Clermont blessed his generous child | I2 |
Her gentler mother dropped a tear | M |
As if her boding heart foretold | J2 |
That love and Julia's woes were near | W |
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For lo where glows the nuptial feast | K2 |
And Clermont's heir leads in his bride | F |
While Julia called that feast to grace | L2 |
Sits by a blooming baron's side | F |
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Dear fatal hour the feast is o'er | D2 |
But still in faithful memory charms | M2 |
And Julia's conscious heart has learnt | N2 |
To throb with passion's new alarms | M2 |
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Now then I feel the power of love | A2 |
She on her sleepless pillow cried | F |
Then must I still my sire obey | G2 |
And this warm heart in cloisters hide | F |
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But hold fond girl thy throbbing breast | L |
May be with hopeless fondness fraught | O2 |
Yet sure Montrose's speaking eyes | P2 |
Declared he felt the love he taught | O2 |
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And well her hopes his glance had read | O |
Montrose a mutual passion felt | Q2 |
Nor long his tender pangs concealed | R2 |
But at her feet impassioned knelt | Q2 |
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Her downcast eye her blush her smile | A |
To crown her lover's suit conspired | T |
Who bold in hope to Clermont told | J2 |
The artless wish by fondness fired | T |
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But told in vain Away he cried | F |
O'er me your pleadings boast no power | D2 |
Think not my son his rights shall yield | R2 |
To swell my pining daughter's dower | S2 |
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No let his rights still sacred be | T2 |
Montrose with throbbing heart replied | F |
Give me but Julia's willing hand | U2 |
I ask I wish for nought beside | F |
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And darest thou think that Clermont's child | I2 |
Shall e'er pronounce the nuptial vow | S |
Unless he said I could a dower | S2 |
Equal to Clermont's rank bestow | V2 |
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Away young lord entreat no more | Z |
Nor thus with vain complainings mourn | W2 |
For ere tomorrow's sun has set | X2 |
My child shall to her cell return | Y2 |
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He spoke and frown'd Alas Montrose | F2 |
In vain thy manly bosom mourned | U |
For ere tomorrow's sun had set | X2 |
Thy Julia to her cell returned | Z2 |
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But changed indeed Youth's opening rose | F2 |
Now on her cheek no longer glowed | Q |
And now with earthly cares opprest | Q |
Before the holy shrine she bowed | Q |
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Now to religion's rites no more | Z |
Her heart with ready zeal impelled | Q |
No more with genuine fervour warm | A3 |
Her voice the holy anthem swelled | Q |
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Whence thy pale cheek and whence my child | Q |
Proceeds this change the abbess said | Q |
Why heaves thy breast with deep drawn sighs | P2 |
And wherefore droops thy youthful head | Q |
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Yes you shall know the sufferer cried | Q |
And let my fate your pity move | R |
See Passion's victim Morn and eve | B3 |
This struggling soul is lost in love | A2 |
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And I yon sacred shrine profane | H |
The cross with languid zeal I press | C3 |
Montrose's image claims the vows | D3 |
Which my false lips to Heaven address | C3 |
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Yes while I drop the sacred bead | Q |
His form obtrudes upon my view | E |
And love's warm tears my rosary wet | Q |
Love claims the sigh devotion's due | E |
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Inhuman Father wilt thou risk | E3 |
My peace on earth and hopes of heaven | F3 |
Tremble tyrannic parent think | G3 |
What love may do to madness driven | F3 |
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With pitying heart the abbess heard | Q |
For she an answering pang had known | H3 |
And well her gentle soul could mourn | W2 |
A fate a grief so like her own | H3 |
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But why despair my child she said | Q |
Before thy father lowly kneel | I3 |
And teach that heart though fenced by pride | Q |
Compassion's generous throb to feel | I3 |
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Julia the kind advice obeyed | Q |
And when the haughty Clermont came | D |
Before his feet she lowly knelt | Q |
And hailed him by a parent's name | D |
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Think'st thou to wrong thy brother's rights | J3 |
I e'er can be by thee beguiled | Q |
Father her trembling lips replied | Q |
Say is not Julia too your child | Q |
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For him you bid the nuptial feast | Q |
And all life's dearest blessings glow | V2 |
While I alike your child you doom | K3 |
To hopeless love and lonely woe | V2 |
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But vain remonstrance tears and prayers | L3 |
The Count's proud heart could all deride | Q |
For Nature's voice can never melt | Q |
The callous bosom fenced by pride | Q |
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Urge me no more he fiercely said | Q |
But know not long these prayers can last | Q |
Reflect fond girl at morning's dawn | M3 |
The year of thy probation's past | Q |
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Pale pale grew then her youthful cheek | E2 |
Heart piercing seemed her mournful cry | J |
Clermont relent her mother cried | Q |
Nor coldly doom thy child to die | J |
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But vain was Julia's piercing shriek | E2 |
Nor justice he nor mercy knew | E |
Receive he said my last embrace | L2 |
Then from the mournful scene withdrew | E |
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Loud called the evening bell to prayers | L3 |
But still on Julia vainly called | Q |
Who leaning on her mother's breast | Q |
With desperate words that breast appalled | Q |
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Suppress suppress thy grief my child | Q |
Or fear to call dread vengeance down | N3 |
Wouldst thou not tremble impious girl | O3 |
Before thy God's avenging frown | N3 |
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Paint not that gracious God in frowns | P3 |
Did not for us a Saviour bleed | Q |
In mercy clothe his awful power | D2 |
For I shall soon that mercy need | Q |
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Dark cheerless awful is the night | Q |
When tempests load the troubled air | M |
But darker gloomier is the mind | Q |
Where reigns the ghastly fiend Despair | M |
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Fond mother in thy Julia's eyes | P2 |
Canst thou not see his reign is near | W |
Inhuman father hark loud groans | Q3 |
Shall swell the blast Beware beware | M |
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Mother the hour commands thee hence | R3 |
Sad Julia cried we now must part | Q |
And never may thy bosom know | V2 |
A grief like that which rends my heart | Q |
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In all thy prayers tonight for me | T2 |
The awful throne of Heaven address | C3 |
While I with grateful bosom kneel | I3 |
And bid its power thy goodness bless | C3 |
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Speechless the mourning mother heard | Q |
Her tongue denied the word 'farewell ' | - |
At length her quivering lips she pressed | Q |
And Julia hurried to her cell | S3 |
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Now chill and loud the North wind blew | E |
Through the long aisles hoarse murmurs ran | T3 |
The shuddering sisters' cheeks were pale | K |
When they their midnight tasks began | T3 |
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Mock'd by deep groans each anthem seemed | Q |
The vaulted roofs still gloomier grew | E |
The blast of night was swelled by shrieks | U3 |
The bird of night ill omened flew | E |
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The trembling tapers grew more pale | K |
While where their languid radiance fell | S3 |
A phantom dimly seemed to glide | Q |
And loud was heard the passing bell | S3 |
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Did you not see a phantom flit | Q |
Did you not hear the pass | V3 |
Amelia Opie
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