The Undying One' - Canto I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEDEDDCDC FGHHIJKLDDMNMNDODOPQ RRSSBB TTAHDDUVHHDDWWCCXDXD DMDMHY HYNNZA2 B2B2C2C2CPD2D2D KKE2E2DDF2F2 JJTTC2C2OOAAEEG2G2AA H2H2SBSBQPI2I2 QQB2B2J2J2K2K2L2L2AA C2M2JIOOLN2RRO2P2H2H 2 DDKKQ2I2Q2I2RDRDGR2F R2AAS2T2U2T2V2V2W2A X2 M2C2H2 Y2QZ2

MOONLIGHT is o'er the dim and heaving seaA
Moonlight is on the mountain's frowning browB
And by their silvery fountains merrilyA
The maids of Castaly are dancing nowB
Young hearts bright eyes and rosy lips are thereC
And fairy steps and light and laughing voicesD
Ringing like welcome music through the airC
A sound at which the untroubled heart rejoicesD
But there are hearts o'er which that dancing measureE
Heavily fallsD
And there are ears to which the voice of pleasureE
Still vainly callsD
There's not a scene on earth so full of lightnessD
That withering careC
Sleeps not beneath the flowers and turns their brightnessD
To dark despairC
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Oh Earth dim Earth thou canst not be our homeF
Or wherefore look we still for joys to comeG
The fairy steps are flown the scene is stillH
Nought mingles with the murmuring of the rillH
Nay hush it is a sound a sigh againI
It is a human voice the voice of painJ
And beautiful is she who sighs aloneK
Now that her young and playful mates are goneL
The dim moon shining on her statue faceD
Gives it a mournful and unearthly graceD
And she hath bent her gentle knee to earthM
And she hath raised her meek sad eyes to heavenN
As if in such a breast sin could have birthM
She clasps her hands and sues to be forgivenN
Her prayer is over but her anxious glanceD
Into the blue transparency of nightO
Seems as it fain would read the book of chanceD
And fix the future hours dark or brightO
A slow and heavy footstep strikes her earP
What ails the gentle maiden Is it fearQ
Lo she hath lightly raised her from the groundR
And turn'd her small and stag like head aroundR
Her pale cheek paler and her lips apartS
Her bosom heaving o'er her beating heartS
And see those thin white hands she raises nowB
To press the throbbing fever from her browB
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In vain in vain for never more shall restT
Find place in that young fair but erring breastT
He stands before her now and who is heA
Into whose outspread arms confidinglyH
She flings her fairy self Unlike the formsD
That woo and win a woman's love the stormsD
Of deep contending passions are not seenU
Darkening the features where they once have beenV
Nor the bright workings of a generous soulH
Of feelings half conceal'd explain the wholeH
But there is something words cannot expressD
A gloomy deep and quiet fixednessD
A recklessness of all the blows of fateW
A brow untouch'd by love undimm'd by hateW
As if in all its stores of crime and careC
Earth held no suffering now for him to bearC
Yes all is passionless the hollow cheekX
Those pale thin lips shall never wreathe with smilesD
Ev'n now 'mid joy unmoved and sad they speakX
In spite of all his Linda's winning wilesD
Yet can we read what all the rest deniesD
That he hath feelings of a mortal birthM
In the wild sorrow of those dark bright eyesD
Bent on that form his one dear link to earthM
He loves and he is loved then what availH
The scornful words which seek to brand with shameY
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Or bitterer still the wild and fearful taleH
Which couples guilt and horror with that nameY
What boots it that the few who know him shunN
To speak or eat with that unworthy oneN
Were all their words of scorn and malice provedZ
It matters not he loves and he is lovedA2
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'Linda my Linda ' thus the silence brokeB2
And slow and mournfully the stranger spokeB2
'Seat we ourselves upon this mossy bedC2
Where the glad airs of heaven wave o'er thy headC2
And thou shalt hear the awful tale which ne'erC
Hath yet been breathed save once to mortal earP
And if my Linda nay love tremble notD2
Thou shudder'st to partake so dark a lotD2
Go and be happy in forgetfulnessD
And take I'd bless thee if my tongue could bless '-
There was that sudden sinking of the toneK
That lingers in our memory when aloneK
And thrills the heart to think how deep the griefE2
Which sues no pity looks for no reliefE2
Oh deep beyond the feeble power of tearsD
Such scene will dwell within our souls for yearsD
And it will seem but yesterday we heardF2
The faltering pause the calm but broken wordF2
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Saw the averted head where each blue veinJ
Swell'd in its agony of mental painJ
And heard the grief confess'd no not confess'dT
But struggling burst convulsive from the breastT
'Isbal ' that gentle voice half murmuring saidC2
As from his shoulder she upraised her headC2
'Thou knowest I love thee When I came to nightO
I had resolved thy future dark or brightO
Should still be mine Beloved so must it beA
For I have broke a fearful vow for theeA
This morning he who calls himself my brotherE
Oh can he be the child of my sweet motherE
Pleaded once more for him that hated friendG2
Whose bride I was to be I could but bendG2
To the cold earth my faint and trembling kneeA
And supplicate with woman's agonyA
That he would spare me but an hour a dayH2
I clasp'd my brother's knees that brother said me nayH2
He held a poinard to my shrinking heartS
And bade me breathe the vowB
Never in life or death from him to partS
Who is my husband nowB
Isbal we were betrothed my lips in fearQ
Pronounced those words but oh my heart was hereP
Here in the calm cold moonlight by thy sideI2
Here where the dark blue waters gently glideI2
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Here in my childhood's haunts now ev'n more dearQ
Than in those happy days for thou art nearQ
Yes while the unheeded vow my faint lip spokeB2
Recall'd the echo which thy tones awokeB2
Thy image rose between me and the shrineJ2
Surely the vow before it breathed was thineJ2
To morrow's sun proud Carlos claims his wifeK2
To morrow's sun shall see my span of lifeK2
Devoted unto thee thy tale can makeL2
No lot I would not share for thy sweet sakeL2
No Ere I hear it let love's fond vow beA
To have no earth no heaven no hope but theeA
Now tell me all ' Again that gentle headC2
With dewy eyes and flushing cheek is laidM2
Upon his arm and with a thrill of painJ
The broken thread is thus renew'd againI
'From the first hour I saw thee on that nightO
When dancing in the moonbeam's chequer'd lightO
With those young laughing ones who now are goneL
By this same fountain which is murmuring onN2
When my deep groan burst through the music's soundR
And that soft eye went glancing startled roundR
From that sweet hour when pity seem'd to moveO2
I loved thee as the wretched only loveP2
Oft since when in the darkness of my dayH2
I sit and dream my wretched life awayH2
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In the deep silence of my night of tearsD
When Memory wakes to mourn for vanish'd yearsD
Shunn'd scorn'd detested friendless and aloneK
I've thought of thee and stifled back my groanK
I've come in daylight and have flung me downQ2
By the bright fountain's sideI2
Chased with dear thoughts of thee each gloomy frownQ2
And bless'd my promised brideI2
I've come when stormy winds have howl'd aroundR
Over the yielding flowersD
Bending their gentle heads unto the groundR
And thought of thee for hoursD
I've come my Linda knows that I have comeG
When the soft starlight toldR2
That she had left her haughty brother's homeF
And hearts as dead and coldR2
As the chill waters of a moonless seaA
For the light dance and music's revelryA
With gay and loving maids and I have watch'dS2
Till one by one those soft steps have departedT2
And my young mournful Linda hath been snatch'dU2
To the sear bosom of the broken heartedT2
Linda there is a land a far dark landV2
Where on this head the red avenging handV2
Fell with its heaviest bolts When watching byW2
The bitter cross of Him of CalvaryA
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They stood who loved and did believe in HimX2
I said while all around grew dark and dim '-
'Isbal dear Isbal ' shriek'd the affrighted maidM2
'For that dear Saviour's sake for him who saidC2
He died for sinners mock me not I prayH2
Oh yet beloved those words of Death unsay '-
She hung upon his bosom and look'd upY2
Into those dark wild eyes with grief and fearQ
Alas poor maiden 'twas a bitZ2

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton



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