The City In The Sea Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBBCDCDEE FFGGGHHCCIII EEJJFF KKEELLMMGGNO JJPPQQRRSTTTLo Death has reared himself a throne | A |
In a strange city lying alone | A |
Far down within the dim West | B |
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best | B |
Have gone to their eternal rest | B |
There shrines and palaces and towers | C |
Time eaten towers and tremble not | D |
Resemble nothing that is ours | C |
Around by lifting winds forgot | D |
Resignedly beneath the sky | E |
The melancholy waters lie | E |
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No rays from the holy Heaven come down | F |
On the long night time of that town | F |
But light from out the lurid sea | G |
Streams up the turrets silently | G |
Gleams up the pinnacles far and free | G |
Up domes up spires up kingly halls | H |
Up fanes up Babylon like walls | H |
Up shadowy long forgotten bowers | C |
Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers | C |
Up many and many a marvellous shrine | I |
Whose wreathed friezes intertwine | I |
The viol the violet and the vine | I |
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Resignedly beneath the sky | E |
The melancholy waters lie | E |
So blend the turrets and shadows there | J |
That all seem pendulous in air | J |
While from a proud tower in the town | F |
Death looks gigantically down | F |
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There open fanes and gaping graves | K |
Yawn level with the luminous waves | K |
But not the riches there that lie | E |
In each idol's diamond eye | E |
Not the gaily jewelled dead | L |
Tempt the waters from their bed | L |
For no ripples curl alas | M |
Along that wilderness of glass | M |
No swellings tell that winds may be | G |
Upon some far off happier sea | G |
No heavings hint that winds have been | N |
On seas less hideously serene | O |
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But lo a stir is in the air | J |
The wave there is a movement there | J |
As if the towers had thrust aside | P |
In slightly sinking the dull tide | P |
As if their tops had feebly given | Q |
A void within the filmy Heaven | Q |
The waves have now a redder glow | R |
The hours are breathing faint and low | R |
And when amid no earthly moans | S |
Down down that town shall settle hence | T |
Hell rising from a thousand thrones | T |
Shall do it reverence | T |
Edgar Allan Poe
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