Anne Kingsmill Finch

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Part Of The Fifth Scene In The Second Act Of Athalia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CDDEEEEE FEEEGGEEEEHHIJKKLLMM NOEEEEEEPPQQRRSSEETT EEEUUEEEEEEEEVVWWXX BE CC

Enter as in the Temple of JerusalemA
ATHALIA MATHAN ABNERB
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MathanC
WHY to our Wonder in this Place is seenD
Thus discompos'd and alter'd Juda's QueenD
May we demand what Terrors seize your BreastE
Or why your Steps are to this House addrestE
Where your unguarded Person stands expos'dE
To secret Foes within its Walls inclos'dE
Can it be thought that you remit that HateE
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AthaliaF
No more but Both observe what I relateE
Not that I mean recalling Times of BloodE
To make you Judges of the Paths I trodE
When to the empty'd Throne I boldly roseG
Treating all Intercepters as my FoesG
'Twas Heav'ns Decree that I should thus succeedE
Whose following Favour justifies the DeedE
Extending my unlimited CommandE
From Sea to Sea o'er the obedient LandE
Whilst your Jerusalem all Peace enjoysH
Nor now the' encroaching Philistine destroysH
Nor wandring Arab his Pavilion spreadsI
Near Jordan's Banks nor wastes his flow'ry MeadsJ
The great Assyrian Terror of your KingsK
Who bought his Friendship with their holiest ThingsK
Yields that a Sister of his pow'rful RaceL
Should sway these Realms and dignify the PlaceL
Nor need we add the late insulting FoeM
The furious Jehu does this Sceptre knowM
And sinks beneath the Load of conscious FearsN
When in Samaria he my Actions hearsO
Distrest by Foes which I've against him rais'dE
He sees me unmolested fix'd and pleas'dE
At least till now thus glorious was my StateE
But something's threatned from relaxing FateE
And the last Night which should have brought me RestE
Has all these great Ideas dispossestE
A Dream a Vision an apparent ViewP
Of what methinks does still my Steps pursueP
Hangs on my pensive Heart and bears it downQ
More than the weight of an objected CrownQ
My Mother be the Name with Rev'rence spokeR
Ere chearful Day thro' horrid Shades had brokeR
Approach'd my Bed magnificent her DressS
Her Shape her Air did Jesabel confessS
Nor seem'd her Face to have refus'd that ArtE
Which in despight of Age does Youth impartE
And which she practis'd scorning to decayT
Or to be vanquish'd ev'n in Nature's wayT
Thus all array'd in such defying PrideE
As when th' injurious Conqu'ror she descry'dE
And did in height of Pow'r for ill got Pow'r derideE
To me she spake these Accents to me cameU
quot Thou worthy Daughter of my soaring FameU
quot Tho' with a more transcendent Spirit fill'dE
quot Tho' struggling Pow'rs attempt thy Life to shieldE
quot The Hebrew's God Oh tremble at the soundE
quot Shall Thee and Them and all their Rights confoundE
A pitying Groan concludes no Word of AidE
My Arms I thought to throw about the ShadeE
Of that lov'd Parent but my troubled SightE
No more directed them to aim arightE
Nor ought presented but a heap of BonesV
For which fierce Dogs contended on the StonesV
With Flakes of mangled Flesh that quiv'ring stillW
Proclaim'd the Freshness of the suffer'd IllW
Distain'd with Blood the Pavement and the WallX
Appear'd as in that memorable FallX
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AbnerB
Oh just avenging Heaven asideE
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MathanC
Sure Dreams like these are for Prevention givenC

Anne Kingsmill Finch



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