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 QV3

Stranger that massy mouldering pileA
Whose ivied ruins load the groundB
Reechoed once to pious strainsC
By holy sisters breathed aroundB
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There many a noble virgin cameD
To bid the world she loved adieuE
There victim of parental prideF
To years of hopeless grief withdrewE
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Yes proud St Claire thy costly wallsG
Have witnessed oft the mourner's painH
And hearts in joyless durance boundB
Which sighed for kindred hearts in vainH
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But never more within thy cellsI
Shall beauty breathe the fruitless sighJ
Nor hid beneath the envious veilK
Shall sorrow dim the sparkling eyeJ
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For now a sight by reason blestL
Thy gloomy dome in ruins fallsG
While bats and screechowls harbour thereM
Sole tenants of thy crumbling wallsG
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And soon blest change as those dread plainsC
Where Etna's burning torrents pouredN
Become when Time its power has shedO
With softly smiling verdure storedN
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So when thy darkly frowning towersP
The verdant plain no longer loadQ
These scenes where sorrow reigned may proveR
Fond faithful lovers' blest abodeQ
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And they shall pledge the nuptial vowS
Where once far different vows were heardT
And where thy pining virgins mournedU
Shall babes sweet smiling babes be rearedV
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Hail glorious change to Nature dearW
Methinks I see the bridal throngX
And hark where lonely sisters prayedY
How sweetly swells the social songX
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But nought O nought can her restoreZ
To social life to happy loveA2
Who once amidst thy cloistered trainH
With passion's hopeless sorrow stroveB2
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Lamented maid my faithful MuseC2
To pity's ear shall tell thy taleK
Shall tell at midnight's awful hourD2
Why groaning ghosts affright the valeK
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On Julia's softly dimpled cheekE2
Just bloom'd to view youth's opening roseF2
When proudly stern her father badeY
St Claire's dark walls her bloom encloseF2
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But no reluctance to obeyG2
With tears bedewed her beauteous cheekE2
Since love with soft persuasive powerD2
Not yet had taught her heart to speakE2
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Yes be a nun's vocation mineH2
So I my brother's bliss improveR
His be their wealth sweet Julia criedF
So I may boast my parent's loveA2
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Proud Clermont blessed his generous childI2
Her gentler mother dropped a tearM
As if her boding heart foretoldJ2
That love and Julia's woes were nearW
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For lo where glows the nuptial feastK2
And Clermont's heir leads in his brideF
While Julia called that feast to graceL2
Sits by a blooming baron's sideF
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Dear fatal hour the feast is o'erD2
But still in faithful memory charmsM2
And Julia's conscious heart has learntN2
To throb with passion's new alarmsM2
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Now then I feel the power of loveA2
She on her sleepless pillow criedF
Then must I still my sire obeyG2
And this warm heart in cloisters hideF
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But hold fond girl thy throbbing breastL
May be with hopeless fondness fraughtO2
Yet sure Montrose's speaking eyesP2
Declared he felt the love he taughtO2
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And well her hopes his glance had readO
Montrose a mutual passion feltQ2
Nor long his tender pangs concealedR2
But at her feet impassioned kneltQ2
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Her downcast eye her blush her smileA
To crown her lover's suit conspiredT
Who bold in hope to Clermont toldJ2
The artless wish by fondness firedT
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But told in vain Away he criedF
O'er me your pleadings boast no powerD2
Think not my son his rights shall yieldR2
To swell my pining daughter's dowerS2
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No let his rights still sacred beT2
Montrose with throbbing heart repliedF
Give me but Julia's willing handU2
I ask I wish for nought besideF
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And darest thou think that Clermont's childI2
Shall e'er pronounce the nuptial vowS
Unless he said I could a dowerS2
Equal to Clermont's rank bestowV2
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Away young lord entreat no moreZ
Nor thus with vain complainings mournW2
For ere tomorrow's sun has setX2
My child shall to her cell returnY2
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He spoke and frown'd Alas MontroseF2
In vain thy manly bosom mournedU
For ere tomorrow's sun had setX2
Thy Julia to her cell returnedZ2
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But changed indeed Youth's opening roseF2
Now on her cheek no longer glowedQ
And now with earthly cares opprestQ
Before the holy shrine she bowedQ
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Now to religion's rites no moreZ
Her heart with ready zeal impelledQ
No more with genuine fervour warmA3
Her voice the holy anthem swelledQ
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Whence thy pale cheek and whence my childQ
Proceeds this change the abbess saidQ
Why heaves thy breast with deep drawn sighsP2
And wherefore droops thy youthful headQ
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Yes you shall know the sufferer criedQ
And let my fate your pity moveR
See Passion's victim Morn and eveB3
This struggling soul is lost in loveA2
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And I yon sacred shrine profaneH
The cross with languid zeal I pressC3
Montrose's image claims the vowsD3
Which my false lips to Heaven addressC3
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Yes while I drop the sacred beadQ
His form obtrudes upon my viewE
And love's warm tears my rosary wetQ
Love claims the sigh devotion's dueE
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Inhuman Father wilt thou riskE3
My peace on earth and hopes of heavenF3
Tremble tyrannic parent thinkG3
What love may do to madness drivenF3
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With pitying heart the abbess heardQ
For she an answering pang had knownH3
And well her gentle soul could mournW2
A fate a grief so like her ownH3
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But why despair my child she saidQ
Before thy father lowly kneelI3
And teach that heart though fenced by prideQ
Compassion's generous throb to feelI3
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Julia the kind advice obeyedQ
And when the haughty Clermont cameD
Before his feet she lowly kneltQ
And hailed him by a parent's nameD
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Think'st thou to wrong thy brother's rightsJ3
I e'er can be by thee beguiledQ
Father her trembling lips repliedQ
Say is not Julia too your childQ
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For him you bid the nuptial feastQ
And all life's dearest blessings glowV2
While I alike your child you doomK3
To hopeless love and lonely woeV2
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But vain remonstrance tears and prayersL3
The Count's proud heart could all derideQ
For Nature's voice can never meltQ
The callous bosom fenced by prideQ
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Urge me no more he fiercely saidQ
But know not long these prayers can lastQ
Reflect fond girl at morning's dawnM3
The year of thy probation's pastQ
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Pale pale grew then her youthful cheekE2
Heart piercing seemed her mournful cryJ
Clermont relent her mother criedQ
Nor coldly doom thy child to dieJ
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But vain was Julia's piercing shriekE2
Nor justice he nor mercy knewE
Receive he said my last embraceL2
Then from the mournful scene withdrewE
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Loud called the evening bell to prayersL3
But still on Julia vainly calledQ
Who leaning on her mother's breastQ
With desperate words that breast appalledQ
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Suppress suppress thy grief my childQ
Or fear to call dread vengeance downN3
Wouldst thou not tremble impious girlO3
Before thy God's avenging frownN3
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Paint not that gracious God in frownsP3
Did not for us a Saviour bleedQ
In mercy clothe his awful powerD2
For I shall soon that mercy needQ
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Dark cheerless awful is the nightQ
When tempests load the troubled airM
But darker gloomier is the mindQ
Where reigns the ghastly fiend DespairM
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Fond mother in thy Julia's eyesP2
Canst thou not see his reign is nearW
Inhuman father hark loud groansQ3
Shall swell the blast Beware bewareM
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Mother the hour commands thee henceR3
Sad Julia cried we now must partQ
And never may thy bosom knowV2
A grief like that which rends my heartQ
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In all thy prayers tonight for meT2
The awful throne of Heaven addressC3
While I with grateful bosom kneelI3
And bid its power thy goodness blessC3
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Speechless the mourning mother heardQ
Her tongue denied the word 'farewell '-
At length her quivering lips she pressedQ
And Julia hurried to her cellS3
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Now chill and loud the North wind blewE
Through the long aisles hoarse murmurs ranT3
The shuddering sisters' cheeks were paleK
When they their midnight tasks beganT3
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Mock'd by deep groans each anthem seemedQ
The vaulted roofs still gloomier grewE
The blast of night was swelled by shrieksU3
The bird of night ill omened flewE
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The trembling tapers grew more paleK
While where their languid radiance fellS3
A phantom dimly seemed to glideQ
And loud was heard the passing bellS3
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Did you not see a phantom flitQ
Did you not hear the passV3

Amelia Opie



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