Extracts From The Book Of Tarshish, Or Necklace Of Pearls Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCB DDEF GHIG JJKJ LLML NOPO QQRS TTUT A FVWW XXYZ A2A2B2A2 C2D2E2D2 F2OG2F2 H2H2I2H2 J2J2K2J2 FWL2V M2M2N2M2 K2K2VK2| I | A |
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| The shadow of the houses leave behind | B |
| In the cool boscage of the grove reclined | B |
| The wine of friendship from love's goblet drink | C |
| And entertain with cheerful speech the mind | B |
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| Drink friend behold the dreary winter's gone | D |
| The mantle of old age has time withdrawn | D |
| The sunbeam glitters in the morning dew | E |
| O'er hill and vale youth's bloom is surging on | F |
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| Cup bearer quench with snow the goblet's fire | G |
| Even as the wise man cools and stills his ire | H |
| Look when the jar is drained upon the brim | I |
| The light foam melteth with the heart's desire | G |
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| Cup bearer bring anear the silver bowl | J |
| And with the glowing gold fulfil the whole | J |
| Unto the weak new vigor it imparts | K |
| And without lance subdues the hero's soul | J |
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| My love sways dancing like the myrtle tree | L |
| The masses of her curls disheveled see | L |
| She kills me with her darts intoxicates | M |
| My burning blood and will not set me free | L |
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| Within the aromatic garden come | N |
| And slowly in its shadows let us roam | O |
| The foliage be the turban for our brows | P |
| And the green branches o'er our heads a dome | O |
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| All pain thou with the goblet shalt assuage | Q |
| The wine cup heals the sharpest pangs that rage | Q |
| Let others crave inheritance of wealth | R |
| Joy be our portion and our heritage | S |
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| Drink in the garden friend anigh the rose | T |
| Richer than spice's breath the soft air blows | T |
| If it should cease a little traitor then | U |
| A zephyr light its secret would disclose | T |
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| II | A |
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| Thou who art clothed in silk who drawest on | F |
| Proudly thy raiment of fine linen spun | V |
| Bethink thee of the day when thou alone | W |
| Shall dwell at last beneath the marble stone | W |
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| Anigh the nests of adders thine abode | X |
| With the earth crawling serpent and the toad | X |
| Trust in the Lord He will sustain thee there | Y |
| And without fear thy soul shall rest with God | Z |
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| If the world flatter thee with soft voiced art | A2 |
| Know 't is a cunning witch who charms thy heart | A2 |
| Whose habit is to wed man's soul with grief | B2 |
| And those who are close bound in love to part | A2 |
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| He who bestows his wealth upon the poor | C2 |
| Has only lent it to the Lord be sure | D2 |
| Of what avail to clasp it with clenched hand | E2 |
| It goes not with us to the grave obscure | D2 |
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| The voice of those who dwell within the tomb | F2 |
| Who in corruption's house have made their home | O |
| O ye who wander o'er us still to day | G2 |
| When will ye come to share with us the gloom | F2 |
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| How can'st thou ever of the world complain | H2 |
| And murmuring burden it with all thy pain | H2 |
| Silence thou art a traveller at an inn | I2 |
| A guest who may but over night remain | H2 |
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| Be thou not wroth against the proud but show | J2 |
| How he who yesterday great joy did know | J2 |
| To day is begging for his very bread | K2 |
| And painfully upon a crutch must go | J2 |
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| How foolish they whose faith is fixed upon | F |
| The treasures of their worldly wealth alone | W |
| Far wiser were it to obey the Lord | L2 |
| And only say The will of God be done | V |
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| Has Fortune smiled on thee Oh do not trust | M2 |
| Her reckless joy she still deceives and must | M2 |
| Perpetual snares she spreads about thy feet | N2 |
| Thou shalt not rest till thou art mixed with dust | M2 |
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| Man is a weaver on the earth 't is said | K2 |
| Who weaves and weaves his own days are the thread | K2 |
| And when the length allotted he hath spun | V |
| All life is over and all hope is dead | K2 |
Emma Lazarus
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