The Port Phillip Patriot Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDDFGFGAHABIJIJ KDLDLK KMKMNANAOPAAQQMAMARD DSADADATACAA| Oh what a wretched loathsome thing am I | A |
| Too horrible for earth or the pure heaven | B |
| Or the bright stars or the blue smiling sky | A |
| To look upon again | C |
| Wrap me oh wrap me midnight in your shades | D |
| Shroud me ye darkness in your thickest folds | E |
| Oh bury me ye forests in your glades | D |
| Which mortal ne'er beholds | D |
| For I am lost utterly lost | F |
| Cast like the scum upon the wave | G |
| To be for ever wildly tossed | F |
| Till mercy sends a grave | G |
| Hark now I hear the brutal savage cry | A |
| How horrid sounds to me his barbarous tongue | H |
| I know the words some wretch is doomed to die | A |
| His tortures are begun | B |
| And see the savage chief draws near | I |
| He lays his hand the fiend on me | J |
| He speaks of love my eyes are sere | I |
| I cannot weep I dare not flee | J |
| His brutal arm is round me thrown | K |
| A sickness o'er my senses steals | D |
| My eyeballs swim | L |
| My vision reels | D |
| I seem to him | L |
| But a cold corpse alone | K |
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| The scene is changed and I am left alone | K |
| 'Tis moonlight I would fly but where oh where | M |
| This isle is small and every spot is known | K |
| Beyond the ocean forms a barrier there | M |
| Ah me I gazed into a glassy stream | N |
| And straight sprang back with horror and affright | A |
| Was it a phantom or some hideous dream | N |
| Or what was that most foul appalling sight | A |
| Alas twas me but all bespattered o'er | O |
| With fat of victims and with human gore | P |
| With some foul preparation they had dyed | A |
| My skin that once with lillies would have vied | A |
| And they had painted me all o'er like something | Q |
| Of their own horrid wild imagining | Q |
| And now the warriors say that I am fair | M |
| And that they love me for a forest bride | A |
| That they will feed me with sweet morsels rare | M |
| And clothe me in soft skins if I abide | A |
| Oh thou pale moon that lookest down so calm | R |
| If 'tis the truth as I have heard them say | D |
| That when poor love lorn maidens go astray | D |
| And quick are stung with terror and alarm | S |
| That thou wilt look on them and they straight forget | A |
| All they had known of sorrows and of crimes | D |
| And tho' some call them moon struck maniacs yet | A |
| They are so happy thoughtless of past times | D |
| Oh then on me they fellest influence dart | A |
| Madden in mercy madden this poor brain | T |
| Oh give forgetfulness to this sad heart | A |
| Of what is past and I will smile again | C |
| And sing and dare the fiends to do their worst | A |
| Who made me what I am accurst accurst | A |
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