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Ocean. An Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Let the sea make a noise let the floods clap their hands	A
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PSALM XCVIII	B
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Sweet rural scene	C
Of flocks and green	C
At careless ease my limbs are spread	D
All nature still	E
But yonder rill	E
And list'ning pines nod o'er my head	D
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In prospect wide	F
The boundless tide	F
Waves cease to foam and winds to roar	G
Without a breeze	H
The curling seas	H
Dance on in measure to the shore	G
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Who sings the source	I
Of wealth and force	I
Vast field of commerce and big war	G
Where wonders dwell	J
Where terrors swell	J
And Neptune thunders from his car	K
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Where where are they	L
Whom P an's ray	L
Has touch'd and bid divinely rave	B
What none aspire	M
I snatch the lyre	M
And plunge into the foaming wave	B
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The wave resounds	I
The rock rebounds	I
The Nereids to my song reply	N
I lead the choir	O
And they conspire	O
With voice and shell to lift it high	N
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They spread in air	P
Their bosoms fair	P
Their verdant tresses pour behind	Q
The billows beat	R
With nimble feet	R
With notes triumphant swell the wind	Q
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Who love the shore	G
Let those adore	G
The god Apollo and his Nine	S
Parnassus' hill	E
And Orpheus' skill	E
But let Arion's harp be mine	S
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The main the main	T
Is Britain's reign	T
Her strength her glory is her fleet	R
The main the main	T
Be Britain's strain	T
As Tritons strong as Syrens sweet	R
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Thro' nature wide	F
Is nought descried	F
So rich in pleasure or surprise	I
When all serene	C
How sweet the scene	C
How dreadful when the billows rise	I
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And storms deface	I
The fluid glass	I
In which erewhile Britannia fair	P
Look'd down with pride	F
Like Ocean's bride	F
Adjusting her majestic air	P
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When tempests cease	I
And hush'd in peace	I
The flatten'd surges smoothly spread	F
Deep silence keep	U
And seem to sleep	U
Recumbent on their oozy bed	F
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With what a trance	I
The level glance	I
Unbroken shoots along the seas	I
Which tempt from shore	G
The painted oar	G
And every canvass courts the breeze	I
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When rushes forth	V
The frowning north	V
On black'ning billows with what dread	F
My shuddering soul	W
Beholds them roll	W
And hears their roarings o'er my head	F
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With terror mark	X
Yon flying bark	X
Now center deep descend the brave	B
Now toss'd on high	N
It takes the sky	N
A feather on the tow'ring wave	B
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Now spins around	F
In whirls profound	F
Now whelm'd now pendant near the clouds	I
Now stunn'd it reels	I
'Midst thunder's peals	I
And now fierce lightning fires the shrouds	I
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All ether burns	I
Chaos returns	I
And blends once more the seas and skies	I
No space between	C
Thy bosom green	C
O deep and the blue concave lies	I
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The northern blast	F
The shatter'd mast	F
The syrt the whirlpool and the rock	Y
The breaking spout	F
The stars gone out	F
The boiling streight the monsters shock	Y
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Let others fear	Z
To Britain dear	Z
Whate'er promotes her daring claim	A2
Those terrors charm	B2
Which keep her warm	C2
In chase of honest gain or fame	A2
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The stars are bright	F
To cheer the night	F
And shed thro' shadows temper'd fire	O
And Phoebus' flames	I
With burnish'd beams	I
Which some adore and all admire	M
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Are then the seas	I
Outshone by these	I
Bright Thetis thou art not outshone	D2
With kinder beams	I
And softer gleams	I
Thy bosom wears them as thy own	D2
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There set in green	C
Gold stars are seen	C
A mantle rich thy charms to wrap	E2
And when the sun	F2
His race has run	F2
He falls enamour'd in thy lap	E2
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Those clouds whose dyes	I
Adorn the skies	I
That silver snow that pearly rain	T
Has Phoebus stole	W
To grace the pole	W
The plunder of th' invaded main	T
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The gaudy bow	G2
Whose colours glow	H2
Whose arch with so much skill is bent	F
To Phoebus' ray	L
Which paints so gay	L
By thee the wat'ry woof was lent	F
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In chambers deep	U
Where waters sleep	U
What unknown treasures pave the floor	G
The pearl in rows	I
Pale lustre throws	I
The wealth immense which storms devour	O
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From Indian mines	I
With proud designs	I
The merchant swoln digs golden ore	G
The tempests rise	I
And seize the prize	I
And toss him breathless on the shore	G
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His son complains	I
In pious strains	I
Ah cruel thirst of gold he cries	I
Then ploughs the main	T
In zeal for gain	T
The tears yet swelling in his eyes	I
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Thou wat'ry vast	F
What mounds are cast	F
To bar thy dreadful flowings o'er	O
Thy proudest foam	I2
Must know its home	I2
But rage of gold disdains a shore	G
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Gold pleasure buys	I
But pleasure dies	I
Too soon the gross fruition cloys	I
Tho' raptures court	F
The sense is short	F
But virtue kindles living joys	I
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Joys felt alone	D2
Joys ask'd of none	F2
Which time's and fortune's arrows miss	I
Joys that subsist	F
Tho' fates resist	F
An unprecarious endless bliss	I
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The soul refin'd	F
Is most inclin'd	F
To every moral excellence	I
All vice is dull	J2
A knave's a fool	K2
And virtue is the child of sense	I
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The virtuous mind	F
Nor wave nor wind	F
Nor civil rage nor tyrant's frown	L2
The shaken ball	M2
Nor planet's fall	M2
From its firm basis can dethrone	D2
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This Britain knows	I
And therefore glows	I
With gen'rous passions and expends	I
Her wealth and zeal	N2
On public weal	N2
And brightens both by god like ends	I
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What end so great	F
As that which late	F
Awoke the genius of the main	T
Which tow'ring rose	I
With George to close	I
And rival great Eliza's reign	T
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A voice has flown	D2
From Britain's throne	D2
To re inflame a grand design	S
That voice shall rear	Z
Yon fabric fair	P
As nature's rose at the divine	S
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When nature sprung	O2
Blest angels sung	O2
And shouted o'er the rising ball	N2
For strains as high	N
As man's can fly	N
These sea devoted honours call	N2
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From boist'rous seas	I
The lap of ease	I
Receives our wounded and our old	F
High domes ascend	F
Stretch'd arches bend	F
Proud columns swell wide gates unfold	F
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Here soft reclin'd	F
From wave from wind	F
And fortune's tempest safe ashore	G
To cheat their care	P
Of former war	G
They talk the pleasing shadows o'er	O
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In lengthen'd tales	I
Our fleet prevails	I
In tales the lenitives of age	P2
And o'er the bowl	N2
They fire the soul	N2
Of list'ning youth to martial rage	P2
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Unhappy they	L
And falsely gay	L
Who bask for ever in success	I
A constant feast	F
Quite palls the taste	F
And long enjoyment is distress	I
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When after toil	N2
His native soil	N2
The panting mariner regains	I
What transport flows	I
From bare repose	I
We reap our pleasure from our pains	I
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Ye warlike slain	T
Beneath the main	T
Wrapt in a wat'ry winding sheet	F
Who bought with blood	F
Your country's good	F
Your country's full blown glory greet	F
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What pow'rful charm	B2
Can death disarm	B2
Your long your iron slumbers break	Q2
By Jove by Fame	A2
By George's name	A2
Awake awake awake awake	Q2
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With spiral shell	N2
Full blasted tell	N2
That all your wat'ry realms should ring	R2
Your pearl alcoves	I
Your coral groves	I
Should echo theirs and Britain's king	R2
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As long as stars	I
Guide mariners	I
As Carolina's virtues please	I
Or suns invite	F
The ravish'd sight	F
The British flag shall sweep the seas	I
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Peculiar both	S2
Our soil's strong growth	S2
And our bold natives' hardy mind	F
Sure heaven bespoke	R2
Our hearts and oak	R2
To give a master to mankind	F
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That noblest birth	T2
Of teeming earth	T2
Of forests fair that daughter proud	F
To foreign coasts	I
Our grandeur boasts	I
And Britain's pleasure speaks aloud	F
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Now big with war	G
Sends fate from far	K
If rebel realms their fate demand	F
Now sumptuous spoils	I
Of foreign soils	I
Pours in the bosom of our land	F
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Hence Britain lays	I
In scales and weighs	I
The fate of kingdoms and of kings	I
And as she frowns	I
Or smiles on crowns	I
A night or day of glory springs	I
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Thus ocean swells	I
The streams and rills	I
And to their borders lifts them high	N
Or else withdraws	I
The mighty cause	I
And leaves their famish'd channels dry	N
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How mixt how frail	N2
How sure to fail	N2
Is every pleasure of mankind	F
A damp destroys	I
My blooming joys	I
While Britain's glory fires my mind	F
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For who can gaze	I
On restless seas	I
Unstruck with life's more restless state	F
Where all are tost	F
And most are lost	F
By tides of passion blasts of fate	F
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The world's the main	T
How vext how vain	T
Ambition swells and anger foams	I
May good men find	F
Beneath the wind	F
A noiseless shore unruffled homes	I
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The public scene	C
Of harden'd men	U2
Teach me O teach me to despise	I
The world few know	H2
But to their woe	H2
Our crimes with our experience rise	I
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All tender sense	I
Is banish'd thence	I
All maiden nature's first alarms	I
What shock'd before	G
Disgust no more	G
And what disgusted has its charms	I
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In landscapes green	C
True bliss is seen	C
With innocence in shades she sports	I
In wealthy towns	I
Proud labour frowns	I
And painted sorrow smiles in courts	I
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These scenes untried	F
Seduc'd my pride	F
To fortune's arrows bar'd my breast	F
Till wisdom came	A2
A hoary dame	A2
And told me pleasure was in rest	F
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O may I steal	N2
Along the vale	N2
Of humble life secure from foes	I
My friend sincere	Z
My judgment clear	Z
And gentle business my repose	I
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My mind be strong	R2
To combat wrong	R2
Grateful O king for favours shown	D2
Soft to complain	T
For others' pain	T
And bold to triumph o'er my own	D2
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When fortune's kind	F
Acute to find	F
And warm to relish every boon	V2
And wise to still	N2
Fantastic ill	N2
Whose frightful spectres stalk at noon	V2
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No fruitless toils	I
No brainless broils	I
Each moment levell'd at the mark	R2
Our day so short	F
Invites to sport	F
Be sad and solemn when 'tis dark	R2
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Yet prudence still	N2
Rein thou my will	N2
What's most important make most dear	Z
For 'tis in this	I
Resides true bliss	I
True bliss a deity severe	Z
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When temper leans	I
To gayer scenes	I
And serious life void moments spares	I
The sylvan chase	I
My sinews brace	I
Or song unbend my mind from cares	I
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Nor shun my soul	N2
The genial bowl	N2
Where mirth good nature spirit flow	H2
Ingredients these	I
Above to please	I
The laughing gods the wise below	H2
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Though rich the vine	S
More wit than wine	S
More sense than wit good will than art	F
May I provide	F
Fair truth my pride	F
My joy the converse of the heart	F
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The gloomy brow	G2
The broken vow	G2
To distant climes ye gods remove	B
The nobly soul'd	F
Their commerce hold	F
With words of truth and looks of love	B
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O glorious aim	A2
O wealth supreme	W2
Divine benevolence of soul	N2
That greatly glows	I
And freely flows	I
And in one blessing grasps the whole	N2
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Prophetic schemes	I
And golden dreams	I
May I unsanguine cast away	L
Have what I have	B
And live not leave	B
Enamour'd of the present day	L
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My hours my own	D2
My faults unknown	D2
My chief revenue in content	F
Then leave one beam	W2
Of honest fame	A2
And scorn the labour'd monument	F
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Unhurt my urn	X2
Till that great turn	X2
When mighty nature's self shall die	F
Time cease to glide	F
With human pride	F
Sunk in the ocean of eternity	F