A Poem On The Last Day - Book I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDEEFFGG FFFFFFHHHHII JJHHKKDC LLMMNNHHOPHHHHHH IIQMRRSSMMLLHH TTFFFFHH HHUUVVWWMMFFXXMMMMMM MMSS MMJJXX MMQQJJ MMMMFFMMWW MMWWMMMMXXMMFFMM YYWW MMXXWWZA2 MMMMFF MMMMYYB2KMMMMMMQQMMM M MMFFC2C2D2C2While others sing the fortune of the great | A |
Empire and arms and all the pomp of state | A |
With Britain's hero | B |
set their souls on fire | C |
And grow immortal as his deeds inspire | D |
I draw a deeper scene a scene that yields | E |
A louder trumpet and more dreadful fields | E |
The world alarm'd both earth and heaven o'erthrown | F |
And gasping Nature's last tremendous groan | F |
Death's ancient sceptre broke the teeming tomb | G |
The righteous Judge and man's eternal doom | G |
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'Twixt joy and pain I view the bold design | F |
And ask my anxious heart if it be mine | F |
Whatever great or dreadful has been done | F |
Within the sight of conscious stars or sun | F |
Is far beneath my daring I look down | F |
On all the splendours of the British crown | F |
This globe is for my verse a narrow bound | H |
Attend me all ye glorious worlds around | H |
O all ye angels howsoe'er disjoin'd | H |
Of every various order place and kind | H |
Hear and assist a feeble mortal's lays | I |
'Tis your eternal King I strive to praise | I |
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But chiefly Thou great Ruler Lord of all | J |
Before whose throne archangels prostrate fall | J |
If at Thy nod from discord and from night | H |
Sprang beauty and yon sparkling worlds of light | H |
Exalt e'en me all inward tumults quell | K |
The clouds and darkness of my mind dispel | K |
To my great subject Thou my breast inspire | D |
And raise my labouring soul with equal fire | C |
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Man bear thy brow aloft view every grace | L |
In God's great offspring beauteous Nature's face | L |
See Spring's gay bloom see golden Autumn's store | M |
See how Earth smiles and hear old Ocean roar | M |
Leviathans but heave their cumbrous mail | N |
It makes a tide and wind bound navies sail | N |
Here forests rise the mountain's awful pride | H |
Here rivers measure climes and worlds divide | H |
There valleys fraught with gold's resplendent seeds | O |
Hold kings and kingdoms' fortunes in their beds | P |
There to the skies aspiring hills ascend | H |
And into distant lands their shades extend | H |
View cities armies fleets of fleets the pride | H |
See Europe's law in Albion's Channel ride | H |
View the whole earth's vast landscape unconfined | H |
Or view in Britain all her glories join'd | H |
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Then let the firmament thy wonder raise | I |
'T will raise thy wonder but transcend thy praise | I |
How far from east to west The labouring eye | Q |
Can scarce the distant azure bounds descry | M |
Wide theatre where tempests play at large | R |
And God's right hand can all its wrath discharge | R |
Mark how those radiant lamps inflame the pole | S |
Call forth the seasons and the year control | S |
They shine through time with an unalter'd ray | M |
See this grand period rise and that decay | M |
So vast this world's a grain yet myriads grace | L |
With golden pomp the throng'd ethereal space | L |
So bright with such a wealth of glory stored | H |
'T were sin in Heathens not to have adored | H |
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How great how firm how sacred all appears | T |
How worthy an immortal round of years | T |
Yet all must drop as autumn's sickliest grain | F |
And earth and firmament be sought in vain | F |
The tract forgot where constellations shone | F |
Or where the Stuarts fill'd an awful throne | F |
Time shall be slain all Nature be destroy'd | H |
Nor leave an atom in the mighty void | H |
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Sooner or later in some future date | H |
A dreadful secret in the book of fate | H |
This hour for aught all human wisdom knows | U |
Or when ten thousand harvests more have rose | U |
When scenes are changed on this revolving earth | V |
Old empires fall and give new empires birth | V |
While other Bourbons rule in other lands | W |
And if man's sin forbids not other Annes | W |
While the still busy world is treading o'er | M |
The paths they trod five thousand years before | M |
Thoughtless as those who now life's mazes run | F |
Of earth dissolved or an extinguish'd sun | F |
Ye sublunary worlds awake awake | X |
Ye rulers of the nations hear and shake | X |
Thick clouds of darkness shall arise on day | M |
In sudden night all earth's dominions lay | M |
Impetuous winds the scatter'd forests rend | M |
Eternal mountains like their cedars bend | M |
The valleys yawn the troubled ocean roar | M |
And break the bondage of his wonted shore | M |
A sanguine stain the silver moon o'erspread | M |
Darkness the circle of the sun invade | M |
From inmost heaven incessant thunders roll | S |
And the strong echo bound from pole to pole | S |
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When lo a mighty trump one half conceal'd | M |
In clouds one half to mortal eye reveal'd | M |
Shall pour a dreadful note the piercing call | J |
Shall rattle in the centre of the ball | J |
The' extended circuit of creation shake | X |
The living die with fear the dead awake | X |
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O powerful blast to which no equal sound | M |
Did e'er the frighted ear of Nature wound | M |
Though rival clarions have been strain'd on high | Q |
And kindled wars immortal through the sky | Q |
Though God's whole enginery discharged and all | J |
The rebel angels bellow'd in their fall | J |
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Have angels sinn'd And shall not man beware | M |
How shall a son of earth decline the snare | M |
Not folded arms and slackness of the mind | M |
Can promise for the safety of mankind | M |
None are supinely good through care and pain | F |
And various arts the steep ascent we gain | F |
This is the scene of combat not of rest | M |
Man's is laborious happiness at best | M |
On this side death his dangers never cease | W |
His joys are joys of conquest not of peace | W |
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If then obsequious to the will of fate | M |
And bending to the terms of human state | M |
When guilty joys invite us to their arms | W |
When beauty smiles or grandeur spreads her charms | W |
The conscious soul would this great scene display | M |
Call down the' immortal hosts in dread array | M |
The trumpet sound the Christian banner spread | M |
And raise from silent graves the trembling dead | M |
Such deep impression would the picture make | X |
No power on earth her firm resolve could shake | X |
Engaged with angels she would greatly stand | M |
And look regardless down on sea and land | M |
Not proffer'd worlds her ardour could restrain | F |
And Death might shake his threatening lance in vain | F |
Her certain conquest would endear the fight | M |
And danger serve but to exalt delight | M |
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Instructed thus to shun the fatal spring | Y |
Whence flow the terrors of that day I sing | Y |
More boldly we our labours may pursue | W |
And all the dreadful image set to view | W |
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The sparkling eye the sleek and painted breast | M |
The burnish'd scale curl'd train and rising crest | M |
All that is lovely in the noxious snake | X |
Provokes our fear and bids us flee the brake | X |
The sting once drawn his guiltless beauties rise | W |
In pleasing lustre and detain our eyes | W |
We view with joy what once did horror move | Z |
And strong aversion softens into love | A2 |
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Say then my Muse whom dismal scenes delight | M |
Frequent at tombs and in the realms of Night | M |
Say melancholy maid if bold to dare | M |
The last extremes of terror and despair | M |
O say what change on earth what heart in man | F |
This blackest moment since the world began | F |
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Ah mournful turn The blissful Earth who late | M |
At leisure on her axle roll'd in state | M |
While thousand golden planets knew no rest | M |
Still onward in their circling journey press'd | M |
A grateful change of seasons some to bring | Y |
And sweet vicissitude of fall and spring | Y |
Some through vast oceans to conduct the keel | B2 |
And some those watery worlds to sink or swell | K |
Around her some their splendours to display | M |
And gild her globe with tributary day | M |
This world so great of joy the bright abode | M |
Heaven's darling child and favourite of her God | M |
Now looks an exile from her Father's care | M |
Deliver'd o'er to darkness and despair | M |
No sun in radiant glory shines on high | Q |
No light but from the terrors of the sky | Q |
Fallen are her mountains her famed rivers lost | M |
And all into a second chaos toss'd | M |
One universal ruin spreads abroad | M |
Nothing is safe beneath the throne of God | M |
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Such Earth thy fate what then canst thou afford | M |
To comfort and support thy guilty lord | M |
Man haughty lord of all beneath the moon | F |
How must he bend his soul's ambition down | F |
Prostrate the reptile own and disavow | C2 |
His boasted stature and assuming brow | C2 |
Claim kindred with the clay and curse his form | D2 |
That speaks distinction fr | C2 |
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