The Undying One - Canto Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDAEFFGGHHII JKEE LLMMNONOPQPQRRHHFFLL EESS FAFATUTUEEEEVWVWEXEY ZA2ZA2 B2B2MXC2BHHD2D2E2E2F 2F2G2G2CCH2H2 I2I2EEJJJ2J2QQD2D2K2 K2XB2UUHHL L2L2F2F2 M2N2EELAEEO2O2P2P2Q2 Q2EE MR2MR2S2F2S2F2 D2D2T2T2U2U2AAV2MV2M N2MM2MF2F2W2MW2M AA LL U2U2BB MMQQ'YEARS pass'd away in grief and I | A |
For her dear sake whose heart could feel no more | B |
The sweetness and the witchery of love | C |
Which round my spirit such deep charm had wove | D |
And the dim twilight and the noonday sky | A |
The fountain's music the rich brilliancy | E |
Of Nature in her summer all became | F |
To me a joyless world an empty name | F |
And the heart's beating and the flush'd fond thought | G |
Of human sympathy no longer brought | G |
The glow of joy to this o'er wearied breast | H |
Where hope like some tired pilgrim sank to rest | H |
The forms of beauty which my pathway cross'd | I |
Seem'd but dim visions of my loved and lost | I |
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Floating before me to arouse in vain | J |
Deep yearnings for what might not come again | K |
Tears without aim or end and lonely sighs | E |
To which earth's echoes only gave replies | E |
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And I departed once again to be | L |
Roaming the desert earth and trackless sea | L |
Amongst men but not with them still alone | M |
Mid crowds unnamed unnoticed and unknown | M |
I wander'd on and the loud shout went forth | N |
Of Liberty from all the peopled world | O |
Like a dark watch word breathing south and north | N |
Where'er the green turf grew or billow curl'd | O |
And when I heard it something human stirr'd | P |
Within my miserable breast and lo | Q |
With the wild struggling of a captive bird | P |
My strong soul burst its heavy chain of woe | Q |
I rose and battled with the great and brave | R |
Dared the dark fight upon the stormy wave | R |
From the swarth climes where sunshine loves to rest | H |
To the green islands of the chilly west | H |
Where'er a voice was raised in Freedom's name | F |
There sure and swift my eager footstep came | F |
And bright dreams fired my soul How sweet will be | L |
To me the hour of burning victory | L |
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When the oppressor ceaseth to oppress | E |
And this sad name the tortured nations bless | E |
When tyranny beneath my sword shall bend | S |
And the freed earth shall turn and own me for her friend | S |
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Where Rome's proud eagle which is now a name | F |
Spread forth its wings of glory to the sky | A |
And young warm hearts that dreamt of deathless fame | F |
Woke from that dream to gaze around and die | A |
Where the pale crescent gleam'd athwart the cloud | T |
Of men array'd to perish in their pride | U |
And the harsh note of war rang wild and loud | T |
To urge the course of that impetuous tide | U |
Where Spain's dark banner o'er the castle walls | E |
Heavily floats upon the mournful breeze | E |
And firmly sad the measured footstep falls | E |
Of him who dreams of home in scenes like these | E |
Where steep'd in bitter tears and guiltless blood | V |
The lily flag of France droops sadly down | W |
Where England's lion o'er the heaving flood | V |
Boastfully flutters in its proud renown | W |
Ev'n where her sister island dimly rears | E |
Though all the freshness from its hue be gone | X |
Her verdant standard from a land of tears | E |
While there are winds in heaven to waft it on | Y |
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'Neath these and many more than these my arm | Z |
Hath wielded desperately the avenging steel | A2 |
And half exulting in the awful charm | Z |
Which hung upon my life forgot to feel | A2 |
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'I fought and conquer'd and when all was done | B2 |
How fared misfortune's persecuted son | B2 |
The dim days pass'd away and left me lone | M |
The tyrant and the slave alike were gone | X |
The indignant eyes that flash'd their wrath afar | C2 |
The swords that glitter'd through the cloudy war | B |
The swelling courage of the manly breast | H |
The iron hand whose strength the weak oppress'd | H |
The shouting voices in the deadly fray | D2 |
The jest and song that made ev'n camps seem gay | D2 |
The sounds the forms the feelings which had made | E2 |
Those scenes in which my feet so long had stray'd | E2 |
Where and what are they now a bitter dream | F2 |
Lit by a meteor like delusive gleam | F2 |
Freedom thou art indeed a dream a bright | G2 |
And beautiful a vision of pure light | G2 |
Pour'd on our earth clad spirits from above | C |
Where all are equals and where all is love | C |
But yet no less a dream Where is the land | H2 |
Which for the ploughshare hath exchanged the brand | H2 |
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And been at peace for ever Is there not | I2 |
A war with all things in our changeful lot | I2 |
A war with Heaven a war with our own souls | E |
Where stormily the sea of passion rolls | E |
Wrecking each better feeling which doth strain | J |
For liberty and wrings our hearts to pain | J |
The war of fallen spirits with their sin | J2 |
The terrible war which rageth deep within | J2 |
Lo there the cause of all the strife below | Q |
Which makes God's world a wilderness of woe | Q |
Ye dream and dream and dream from day to day | D2 |
And bleed and fight and struggle and decay | D2 |
And with high sounding mockeries beguile | K2 |
Natures that sink and sicken all the while | K2 |
Whither are the old kings and conquerors gone | X |
Where are the empires lost the empires won | B2 |
Look from the classic lands whose fallen pride | U |
Is fain to summon strangers to their side | U |
Where with weak wail they call themselves oppress'd | H |
Who if unchain'd would still be slaves at best | H |
To far across the dim and lonely sea | L |
Where the thrice conquer'd styles herself 'the free ' | - |
How many generations now are past | L2 |
Since the first war cry rose and when will be the last | L2 |
Yet is there freedom in a distant clime | F2 |
Where freedom dwelleth to the end of time | F2 |
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And peace and joy and ignorance of fear | M2 |
And happiness but oh not here not here | N2 |
Not in this world of darkness and of graves | E |
Where the strong govern and the weak are slaves | E |
Thou whose full heart would dream of liberty | L |
Go out beneath the solitary sky | A |
In its blue depth of midnight stand and gaze | E |
While the stars pour on thee their gentle rays | E |
And image if thou canst unto thy soul | O2 |
A little part of the most wondrous whole | O2 |
Of all that lies beyond there no dark strife | P2 |
Destroys the creatures of the God of Life | P2 |
There no ambition to be made more great | Q2 |
Turns the pure love of brothers into hate | Q2 |
Each hath his place assign'd him like the stars | E |
Up in the silent sky where nothing wars | E |
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''Twas on a battle plain here in thine own | M |
Sweet land of sunshine that I paused to mark | R2 |
The heaps of slaughter'd heroes now o'erthrown | M |
Whose helpless corpses lay all stripp'd and stark | R2 |
'Twas in the time when Moorish blood first mix'd | S2 |
With haughty Spain's and on her spotless name | F2 |
The dint and brand of slavery affix'd | S2 |
And blood was spilt to reap eternal shame | F2 |
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The useless struggle ended on that day | D2 |
And round about Grenada's walls there lay | D2 |
Many and many a brave young bosom gored | T2 |
By the rude spear or deeply thrusting sword | T2 |
And silence was upon that fatal field | U2 |
Save when to nature's anguish forced to yield | U2 |
Some fallen soldier heaved a broken sigh | A |
For his far home and turn'd him round to die | A |
Or when the wailing voice of woman told | V2 |
That her long weary search was not in vain | M |
And she had found the bosom stiff and cold | V2 |
Where her soft clustering curls had often lain | M |
'Twas one of these that burst upon my ear | N2 |
While watching on that field the wind harp's tone | M |
Was not more mournful nor more sweetly clear | M2 |
Than was the sound of that sad woman's moan | M |
Through the dim moonlight I beheld a form | F2 |
Her dark brow clouded with grief's passionate storm | F2 |
And on her breast an infant calmly slept | W2 |
Which she would pause to gaze on and again | M |
With bitterness renew'd she loudly wept | W2 |
And call'd on its dead father but in vain | M |
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'My early and my only love why silent dost thou lie | A |
When heavy grief is in my heart and tear drops in mine eye | A |
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I call thee but thou answerest not all lonely though I be | L |
Wilt thou not burst the bonds of sleep and rise to comfort me | L |
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' Oh wake thee wake thee from thy rest upon the tented field | U2 |
This faithful breast shall be at once thy pillow and thy shield | U2 |
If thou hast doubted of its truth and constancy before | B |
Oh wake thee now and it will strive to love thee even more | B |
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'If ever we have parted and I wept thee not as now | M |
If ever I have seen thee come and worn a cloudy brow | M |
If ever harsh and careless words have caused thee pain and woe | Q |
Then sleep in silence sleep and I will bo | Q |
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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