On The Place De La Concorde Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCCD EEED FFFD GGGD HHHD IIII IIII JJJI KKKI LLLI MNNI OOOIOriginally called the Place de Louis Seize next the Place de la | A |
Revolution where the perpetual guillotine stood | B |
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Proud Seine along thy winding tide | C |
Fair smiles yon plain expanding wide | C |
And deckt with art and nature's pride | C |
Seems formed for jocund revelry | D |
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Scene formed the eye of taste to please | E |
There splendid domes attention seize | E |
There proudly towering spreading trees | E |
Arise in beauteous rivalry | D |
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But there's a place amidst that plain | F |
Which bids its beauties beam in vain | F |
Which wakes the inmost soul to pain | F |
And prompts the throb of agony | D |
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That place by day lo numbers fly | G |
And shuddering start to see it nigh | G |
Who there at midnight breathe the sigh | G |
Of faithful suffering loyalty | D |
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While blending with those loyal sighs | H |
Oft times the patriot's murmurs rise | H |
Who thither hid by darkness flies | H |
To mourn the sons of liberty | D |
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Lo as amidst that plain I stray | I |
Methinks strange sadness shrouds the day | I |
And clothed in slaughter's red array | I |
Appears the scene of gayety | I |
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For once that spot was dark with blood | I |
There death's destroying engine stood | I |
There streamed alas the vital flood | I |
Of all that graced humanity | I |
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Ah since this fair domain ye chose | J |
Dread ruffians for your murderous blows | J |
Could not the smiling scene unclose | J |
Your hearts to love and charity | I |
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No horrid contrast on that scene | K |
The murderer reared his poniard keen | K |
There proudly stalked with hideous mien | K |
The blood stained sons of anarchy | I |
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Nor Gallia shall thy varied mirth | L |
Thy store of all that graces earth | L |
Ere give a kind oblivion birth | L |
To thy recorded cruelty | I |
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In all thy pomp of charms and power | M |
Earth can alas forget no more | N |
The awful guilt that stains thy shore | N |
With dies of sanguine tyranny | I |
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Than they who see blue lightnings beam | O |
Can ere forget though fair they seem | O |
That danger lurks in every gleam | O |
And death's appalling agency | I |
Amelia Opie
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