Agamemnon-s Tomb Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDDEFFE GHGHIIJKLJ MNMNOOPQQP RSRSTIJIIJ FUUFVVWXXW| Uplift the ponderous golden mask of death | A |
| And let the sun shine on him as it did | B |
| How many thousand years agone Beneath | C |
| This worm defying uncorrupted lid | B |
| Behold the young heroic face round eyed | D |
| Of one who in his full flowered manhood died | D |
| Of nobler frame than creatures of to day | E |
| Swathed in fine linen cerecloths fold on fold | F |
| With carven weapons wrought of bronze and gold | F |
| Accoutred like a warrior for the fray | E |
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| We gaze in awe at these huge modeled limbs | G |
| Shrunk in death's narrow house but hinting yet | H |
| Their ancient majesty these sightless rims | G |
| Whose living eyes the eyes of Helen met | H |
| The speechless lips that ah what tales might tell | I |
| Of earth's morning tide when gods did dwell | I |
| Amidst a generous fashioned god like race | J |
| Who dwarf our puny semblance and who won | K |
| The secret soul of Beauty for their own | L |
| While all our art but crudely apes their grace | J |
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| We gather all the precious relics up | M |
| The golden buttons chased with wondrous craft | N |
| The sculptured trinkets and the crystal cup | M |
| The sheathed bronze sword the knife with brazen haft | N |
| Fain would we wrest with curious eyes from these | O |
| Unnumbered long forgotten histories | O |
| The deeds heroic of this mighty man | P |
| On whom once more the living daylight beams | Q |
| To shame our littleness to mock our dreams | Q |
| And the abyss of centuries to span | P |
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| Yet could we rouse him from his blind repose | R |
| How might we meet his searching questionings | S |
| Concerning all the follies wrongs and woes | R |
| Since his great day whom men call King of Kings | S |
| Victorious Agamemnon How might we | T |
| Those large clear eyes confront which scornfully | I |
| Would view us as a poor degenerate race | J |
| Base souled and mean proportioned What reply | I |
| Give to the beauty loving Greek's heart cry | I |
| Seeking his ancient gods in vacant space | J |
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| What should he find within a world grown cold | F |
| Save doubt and trouble To his sunny creed | U |
| A thousand gloomy warring sects succeed | U |
| How of the Prince of Peace might he be told | F |
| When over half the world the war cloud lowers | V |
| How would he mock these faltering hopes of ours | V |
| Who knows the secret now of death and fate | W |
| Humbly we gaze on the colossal frame | X |
| And mutely we accept the mortal shame | X |
| Of men degraded from a high estate | W |
Emma Lazarus
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