The Rock Of The Betrayed Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCA EFB A GHIHJ KLMLL NOJOJ PQRQJ STUTJ JVJVQ WXYXQ UZLZL A2BB2BL C2LD2LL LE2UF2J G2LH2LJ I2OJ2 J K2I2L2 J H2LLLJ LNTNL M2JN2JL LHO2 L P2Q2ZQ2L LOLOL R2S2R2S2J O2T2BT2J U2LLLJ LZB J LV2O J YW2O L X2Y2Y L XLZ2LL W2Z2OZ2L CZ2OZ2L A3B3W2C3J UZ2LZ2J D3JLJJ E3OOOJ Z2W2O2W2J JF3JF3L G3Z2Z2Z2F3 OOJOF3 LV2Z2V2F3 H3Z2R2 F3 LJLJJ LC2OI | A |
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IT was a Highland chieftain's son | B |
Gazed sadly from the hill | C |
And they saw him shrink from the autumn wind | D |
As its blast came keen and chill | C |
II | A |
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His stately mother saw and spoke | E |
With the heartless voice of pride | F |
''T is well I have a stouter son | B |
The border wars to ride ' | - |
III | A |
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His jealous brother saw and stood | G |
Red hair'd and fierce and tall | H |
Muttering low words of fiendish hope | I |
To be the lord of all | H |
IV | J |
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But sickly Allan heard them not | K |
As he look'd o'er land and lea | L |
He was thinking of the sunny climes | M |
That lie beyond the sea | L |
V | L |
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He was thinking of the native land | N |
Whose breeze he could not bear | O |
Whose wild free beauty he must leave | J |
To breathe a warmer air | O |
VI | J |
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He was dreaming of his childhood's haunts | P |
And his grey hair'd father's praise | Q |
And the chance of death which hung so near | R |
And darken'd his young days | Q |
VII | J |
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So he turn'd and bade them both farewell | S |
With a calm and mournful smile | T |
And he spoke of dwelling far away | U |
But only for a while | T |
VIII | J |
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And if a pang of bitter grief | J |
Shot wildly through his heart | V |
No man heard Allan Douglas sigh | J |
Nor saw the tear drop start | V |
IX | Q |
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For he left in Scotland none who cared | W |
If e'er he should return | X |
In castle hall or cottage low | Y |
By river or by burn | X |
X | Q |
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Only upon the heather brae | U |
His quivering lip he press'd | Z |
And clasp'd the senseless birchen tree | L |
And strain'd it to his breast | Z |
XI | L |
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Because the human heart is full | A2 |
Of love that must be given | B |
However check'd estranged and chill'd | B2 |
To something under Heaven | B |
XII | L |
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And these things had been friends to him | C2 |
Thro' a life of lonely hours | L |
The blue lake and the waving birch | D2 |
And the low broom's scented flowers | L |
XIII | L |
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Twice had the snow been on the hills | L |
And twice the soft spring rain | E2 |
When Allan Douglas bent his way | U |
To his native land again | F2 |
XIV | J |
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More healthful glow'd his hollow cheek | G2 |
His step was firm and free | L |
And he brought a fair Italian girl | H2 |
His bonny bride to be | L |
XV | J |
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But darkly sneer'd his brother cold | I2 |
When he saw that maiden fair | O |
'Is a foreign minion come to wed | J2 |
The Highland chieftain's heir ' | - |
XVI | J |
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And darkly gloom'd the mother's brow | K2 |
As she said 'Am I so old | I2 |
That a stranger must so soon come here | L2 |
The castle keys to hold ' | - |
XVII | J |
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Then spoke the young Italian girl | H2 |
With a sweet and modest grace | L |
As she lifted upi her soft black eyes | L |
And look'd them in the face | L |
XVIII | J |
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'A stranger and an orphan comes | L |
To Allan's native land | N |
And she needs the mother's welcome smile | T |
And the brother's friendly hand | N |
XIX | L |
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'Be thine oh stately lady thine | M2 |
The rule that thou dost crave | J |
For Allan's love is all I earn'd | N2 |
And all I seek to have | J |
XX | L |
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'And trust me brother tho' my words | L |
In foreign accents fall | H |
The heart is of no country born | O2 |
And my heart will love you all ' | - |
XXI | L |
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But vain the music of her tongue | P2 |
Against the hate they bore | Q2 |
And when a babe her love had bless'd | Z |
They hated her the more | Q2 |
XXII | L |
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They hated her the more because | L |
That babe must be the heir | O |
And his dark and lovely eyes at times | L |
His mother's look would wear | O |
XXIII | L |
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But lo the keen cold winter came | R2 |
With many a bitter blast | S2 |
It pierced thro' sickly Allan's frame | R2 |
He droop'd and died at last | S2 |
XXIV | J |
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Oh mournfully at early morn | O2 |
That young wife sat and wept | T2 |
And mournfully when day was done | B |
To her widow'd couch she crept | T2 |
XXV | J |
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And mournfully at noon she rock'd | U2 |
The baby on her knee | L |
'There is no pity in their hearts | L |
My child for thee and me | L |
XXVI | J |
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'There was no pity in their hearts | L |
For him who is at rest | Z |
How should they feel for his young son | B |
Who slumbers at my breast ' | - |
XXVII | J |
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The red hair'd brother saw her tears | L |
And said 'Nay cease thy moan | V2 |
Come forth into the morning air | O |
And weep no more alone ' | - |
XXVIII | J |
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The proud stepmother chid her woe | Y |
'Even for thy infant's sake | W2 |
Go forth into the morning air | O |
And sail upon the lake ' | - |
XXIX | L |
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There seem'd some feeling for her state | X2 |
Their words were fair and mild | Y2 |
Yet she shudder'd as she whisper'd low | Y |
'God shield me and my child ' | - |
XXX | L |
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'Come ' said dead Allan's brother stern | X |
'Why dost thou tremble so | L |
'Come ' and with doubt and fear perplex'd | Z2 |
The lady rose to go | L |
XXXI | L |
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They glided over the glassy lake | W2 |
'Till its lulling murmur smote | Z2 |
With a death like omen to and fro' | O |
Against the heaving boat | Z2 |
XXXII | L |
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And no one spoke that brother still | C |
His face averted kept | Z2 |
And the lady's tears fell fast and free | O |
O'er her infant as it slept | Z2 |
XXXIII | L |
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The cold faint evening breeze sprang up | A3 |
And found them floating on | B3 |
They glided o'er the glassy lake | W2 |
Till the day's last streak was gone | C3 |
XXXIV | J |
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Till the day's last streak had died away | U |
From the chill and purple strand | Z2 |
And a mist was on the water's face | L |
And a damp dew on the land | Z2 |
XXXV | J |
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Till you could not trace the living hue | D3 |
Of lip or cheek or eye | J |
But the outline of each countenance | L |
Drawn dark against the sky | J |
XXXVI | J |
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And all things had a ghastly look | E3 |
An aspect strange and drear | O |
The lady look'd to the distant shore | O |
And her heart beat wild with fear | O |
XXXVII | J |
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There is a rock whose jutting height | Z2 |
Stands frowning o'er that lake | W2 |
Where the faintest call of the bugle horn | O2 |
The echo's voice will wake | W2 |
XXXVIII | J |
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And there the water lifts no wave | J |
To the breeze so fresh and cool | F3 |
But lies within the dark rock's curve | J |
Like a black and gloomy pool | F3 |
XXXIX | L |
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Its depth is great a stone thrown in | G3 |
Hath a dull descending sound | Z2 |
The plummet hath not there been cast | Z2 |
Which resting place hath found | Z2 |
XL | F3 |
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And scatter'd firs and birch trees grow | O |
On the summit here and there | O |
Lonely and joylessly they wave | J |
Like an old man's thin grey hair | O |
XLI | F3 |
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But not to nature's hand it owes | L |
Its mournfulness alone | V2 |
For vague tradition gives the spot | Z2 |
A horror of its own | V2 |
XLII | F3 |
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The boatman doffs his cap beneath | H3 |
Its dark o'er hanging shade | Z2 |
And whispers low its Gaelic name | R2 |
'THE ROCK OF THF BETRAY'D ' | - |
XLIII | F3 |
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And when the wind which never curls | L |
That pool goes sweeping by | J |
Bending the firs and birchen trees | L |
With a low and moaning sigh | J |
XLIV | J |
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He'll tell you that the sound which comes | L |
So strange and faint and dim | C2 |
Is only heard at one set hour | O |
And call'd 'THE LADY'S HYMN ' | - |
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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