The Forsaken Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCA DEDEA FGFHI IJIJI KLKLI MNMOI PQRQI SJSJR TUTUR VWVWR XRXRR EYEYR ZA2ZA2I B2C2B2C2I ID2IE2I JIJII MRMR

IA
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IT is the music of her native landB
The airs she used to love in happier daysC
The lute is struck by some young gentle handB
To soothe her spirit with remember'd laysC
IIA
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But her sad heart is wandering from the notesD
Her ear is fill'd with an imagined strainE
Vainly the soften'd music round her floatsD
The echo it awakes is all of painE
IIIA
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The echo it awakes is of a voiceF
Which never more her weary heart shall cheerG
Fain would she banish it but hath no choiceF
Its vanish'd sound still haunts her shrinking earH
IVI
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Still haunts her with its tones of joy and loveI
Its memories of bitterness and wrongJ
Bidding her thoughts thro' various changes roveI
Welcomes farewells and snatches of wild songJ
VI
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Why bring her music She had half forgotK
How left how lonely how oppress'd she wasL
Why by these strains recal her former lotK
The depth of all her suffering and its causeL
VII
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Know ye not what a spell there is in soundM
Know ye not that the melody of wordsN
Is nothing to the power that wanders roundM
Giving vague language to harmonious chordsO
VIII
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Oh I keep ye silence He hath sung to herP
And from that hour faint twilight sweet and dimQ
When the low breeze scarce made the branches stirsR
Music hath been a memory of HIMQ
VIIII
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Chords which the wandering fingers scarcely touchS
When they would seek for some forgotten songJ
Stray notes which have no certain meaning suchS
As careless hands unthinkingly prolongJ
IXR
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Come unto HER fraught with a vivid dreamT
Of love in all its wild and passionate strengthU
Of sunsets glittering on the purple streamT
Of shadows deepening into twilight lengthU
XR
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Of gentle sounds when the warm world lay hush'dV
Beneath the soft breath of the evening airW
Of hopes and fears and expectations crush'dV
By one long certainty of blank despairW
XIR
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Bear to the sick man's couch the fiery cupX
Pledged by wild feasters in their riotous hoursR
And bid his parch'd lips drink the poison upX
As tho' its foam held cool refreshing powersR
XIIR
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Lift some poor wounded wretch whose writhing painE
Finds soothing only in an utter restY
Forth in some rude made litter to regainE
Strength for his limbs and vigour for his breastY
XIIIR
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But soothe ye not that proud forsaken heartZ
With strains whose sweetness maddens as they fallA2
Untroubled let her feverish soul departZ
Not long shall memory's power its might enthralA2
XIVI
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Not long tho' balmy be the summer's breathB2
In the deep stillness of its golden lightC2
A shadowy spirit sits whose name is DEATHB2
And turns what was all beauty into blightC2
XVI
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And she before whose sad and dreaming eyeI
Visions of by gone days are sweeping onD2
In her unfaded youth shall drooping dieI
Shut from the glow of that Italian sunE2
XVII
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Then let the organ's solemn notes prolongJ
Their glory round the silence of her graveI
Then let the choral voices swell in songJ
And echo thro' the chancel and the naveI
XVIII
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For then her heart shall ache not at the soundM
Then the faint fever of her life shall ceaseR
Silence unbroken calm shall reign aroundM
And the long restless shall be laid at peaceR

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton



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