England And Spain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEFF GGHHIIJJKK LLMMNNOOPPQROOSSTTUU FFVVWXEEYYHH ZZA2A2B2B2 C2C2LLD2D2YYE2F2 G2G2TTJJA2A2YYH2H2I2 I2J2J2A2A2UUK2K2K2K2 D2D2OOL2L2M2M2 K2K2DDN2N2DE2O2O2OOP 2P2A2A2I2I2ZZ Q2Q2K2K2OOK2K2K2K2FF R2R2 H2H2EES2T2U2U2V2V2HH K2K2E2E2 F2 K2K2K2K2 TTI2I2EEW2W2OX2J2J2U UK2 K2K2YY UULLC| Too long have Tyranny and Power combined | A |
| To sway with iron sceptre o'er mankind | A |
| Long has Oppression worn th' imperial robe | B |
| And Rapine's sword has wasted half the globe | B |
| O'er Europe's cultured realms and climes afar | C |
| Triumphant Gaul has pour'd the tide of war | D |
| To her fair Austria veil'd the standard bright | E |
| Ausonia's lovely plains have own'd her might | E |
| While Prussia's eagle never taught to yield | F |
| Forsook her tow'ring height on Jena's field | F |
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| Oh gallant Fred'ric could thy parted shade | G |
| Have seen thy country vanquish'd and betray'd | G |
| How had thy soul indignant mourn'd her shame | H |
| Her sullied trophies and her tarnish'd fame | H |
| When Valour wept lamented BRUNSWlCK's doom | I |
| And nursed with tears the laurels on his tomb | I |
| When Prussia drooping o'er her hero's grave | J |
| Invoked his spirit to descend and save | J |
| Then set her glories then expired her sun | K |
| And fraud achieved e'en more than conquest won | K |
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| O'er peaceful realms that smiled with plenty gay | L |
| Has desolation spread her ample sway | L |
| Thy blast oh Ruin on tremendous wings | M |
| Has proudly swept o'er empires nations kings | M |
| Thus the wild hurricane's impetuous force | N |
| With dark destruction marks its whelming course | N |
| Despoils the woodland's pomp the blooming plain | O |
| Death on its pinion vengeance in its train | O |
| Rise Freedom rise and breaking from thy trance | P |
| Wave the dread banner seize the glittering lance | P |
| With arm of might assert thy sacred cause | Q |
| And call thy champions to defend thy laws | R |
| How long shall tyrant power her throne maintain | O |
| How long shall despots and usurpers reign | O |
| Is honour's lofty soul for ever fled | S |
| Is virtue lost is martial ardour dead | S |
| Is there no heart where worth and valour dwell | T |
| No patriot WALLACE no undaunted TELL | T |
| Yes Freedom yes thy sons a noble band | U |
| Around thy banner firm exulting stand | U |
| Once more 'tis thine invincible to wield | F |
| The beamy spear and adamantine shield | F |
| Again thy cheek with proud resentment glows | V |
| Again thy lion glance appals thy foes | V |
| Thy kindling eye beam darts unconquer'd fires | W |
| Thy look sublime the warrior's heart inspires | X |
| And while to guard thy standard and thy right | E |
| Castilians rush intrepid to the fight | E |
| Lo Britain's generous host their aid supply | Y |
| Resolved for thee to triumph or to die | Y |
| And glory smiles to see Iberia's name | H |
| Enroll'd with Albion's in the book of fame | H |
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| Illustrious names still still united beam | Z |
| Be still the hero's boast the poet's theme | Z |
| So when two radiant gems together shine | A2 |
| And in one wreath their lucid light combine | A2 |
| Each as it sparkles with transcendant rays | B2 |
| Adds to the lustre of its kindred blaze | B2 |
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| Descend oh Genius from thy orb descend | C2 |
| Thy glowing thought thy kindling spirit lend | C2 |
| As Memnon's harp so ancient fables say | L |
| With sweet vibration meets the morning ray | L |
| So let the chords thy heavenly presence own | D2 |
| And swell a louder note a nobler tone | D2 |
| Call from the sun her burning throne on high | Y |
| The seraph Ecstacy with lightning eye | Y |
| Steal from the source of day empyreal fire | E2 |
| And breathe the soul of rapture o'er the lyre | F2 |
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| Hail Albion hail thou land of freedom's birth | G2 |
| Pride of the main and Phoenix of the earth | G2 |
| Thou second Rome where mercy justice dwell | T |
| Whose sons in wisdom as in arms excel | T |
| Thine are the dauntless bands like Spartans brave | J |
| Bold in the field triumphant on the wave | J |
| In classic elegance and arts divine | A2 |
| To rival Athens' fairest palm is thine | A2 |
| For taste and fancy from Hymettus fly | Y |
| And richer bloom beneath thy varying sky | Y |
| Where Science mounts in radiant car sublime | H2 |
| To other worlds beyond the sphere of time | H2 |
| Hail Albion hail to thee has fate denied | I2 |
| Peruvian mines and rich Hindostan's pride | I2 |
| The gems that Ormuz and Golconda boast | J2 |
| And all the wealth of Montezuma's coast | J2 |
| For thee no Parian marbles brightly shine | A2 |
| No glowing suns mature the blushing vine | A2 |
| No light Arabian gales their wings expand | U |
| To waft Sab an incense o'er the land | U |
| No graceful cedars crown thy lofty hills | K2 |
| No trickling myrrh for thee its balm distils | K2 |
| Not from thy trees the lucid amber flows | K2 |
| And far from thee the scented cassia blows | K2 |
| Yet fearless Commerce pillar of thy throne | D2 |
| Makes all the wealth of foreign climes thy own | D2 |
| From Lapland's shore to Afric's fervid reign | O |
| She bids thy ensigns float above the main | O |
| Unfurls her streamers to the favouring gale | L2 |
| And shows to other worlds her daring sail | L2 |
| Then wafts their gold their varied stores to thee | M2 |
| Queen of the trident empress of the sea | M2 |
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| For this thy noble sons have spread alarms | K2 |
| And bade the zones resound with Britain's arms | K2 |
| Calp 's proud rock and Syria's palmy shore | D |
| Have heard and trembled at their battle's roar | D |
| The sacred waves of fertilizing Nile | N2 |
| Have seen the triumphs of the conquering isle | N2 |
| For this for this the Samiel blast of war | D |
| Has roll'd o'er Vincent's cape and Trafalgar | E2 |
| Victorious RODNEY spread thy thunder's sound | O2 |
| And NELSON fell with fame immortal crown'd | O2 |
| Blest if their perils and their blood could gain | O |
| To grace thy hand the sceptre of the main | O |
| The milder emblems of the virtues calm | P2 |
| The poet's verdant bay the sage's palm | P2 |
| These in thy laurel's blooming foliage twine | A2 |
| And round thy brows a deathless wreath combine | A2 |
| Not Mincio's banks nor Meles' classic tide | I2 |
| Are hallow'd more than Avon's haunted side | I2 |
| Nor is thy Thames a less inspiring theme | Z |
| Than pure Ilissus or than Tiber's stream | Z |
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| Bright in the annals of th' impartial page | Q2 |
| Britannia's heroes live from age to age | Q2 |
| From ancient days when dwelt her savage race | K2 |
| Her painted natives foremost in the chase | K2 |
| Free from all cares for luxury or gain | O |
| Lords of the wood and monarchs of the plain | O |
| To these Augustan days when social arts | K2 |
| Refine and meliorate her manly hearts | K2 |
| From doubtful Arthur hero of romance | K2 |
| King of the circled board the spear the lance | K2 |
| To those whose recent trophies grace her shield | F |
| The gallant victors of Vimiera's field | F |
| Still have her warriors borne th' unfading crown | R2 |
| And made the British Flag the ensign of renown | R2 |
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| Spirit of ALFRED patriot soul sublime | H2 |
| Thou morning star of error's darkest time | H2 |
| Prince of the lion heart whose arm in fight | E |
| On Syria's plains repell'd Saladin's might | E |
| EDWARD for bright heroic deeds revered | S2 |
| By Cressy's fame to Britain still endear'd | T2 |
| Triumphant Henry thou whose valour proud | U2 |
| The lofty plume of crested Gallia bow'd | U2 |
| Look down look down exalted Shades and view | V2 |
| Your Albion still to freedom's banner true | V2 |
| Behold the land ennobled by your fame | H |
| Supreme in glory and of spotless name | H |
| And as the pyramid indignant rears | K2 |
| Its awful head and mocks the waste of years | K2 |
| See her secure in pride of virtue tower | E2 |
| While prostrate nations kiss the rod of power | E2 |
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| Lo where her pennons waving high aspire | F2 |
| Bold victory hovers near 'with eyes of fire ' | - |
| While Lusitania hails with just applause | K2 |
| The brave defenders of her injured cause | K2 |
| Bids the full song the note of triumph rise | K2 |
| And swells th' exulting p an to the skies | K2 |
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| And they who late with anguish hard to tell | T |
| Breathed to their cherish'd realms a sad farewell | T |
| Who as the vessel bore them o'er the tide | I2 |
| Still fondly linger'd on its deck and sigh'd | I2 |
| Gazed on the shore till tears obscured their sight | E |
| And the blue distance melted into light | E |
| The Royal Exiles forced by Gallia's hate | W2 |
| To fly for refuge in a foreign state | W2 |
| They soon returning o'er the western main | O |
| Ere long may view their clime beloved again | X2 |
| And as the blazing pillar led the host | J2 |
| Of faithful Israel o'er the desert coast | J2 |
| So may Britannia guide the noble band | U |
| O'er the wild ocean to their native land | U |
| Oh glorious isle O sovereign of the waves | K2 |
| Thine are the sons who 'never will be slaves ' | - |
| See them once more with ardent hearts advance | K2 |
| And rend the laurels of insulting France | K2 |
| To brave Castile their potent aid supply | Y |
| And wave oh Freedom wave thy sword on high | Y |
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| Is there no bard of heavenly power posses'd | U |
| To thrill to rouse to animate the breast | U |
| Like Shakespeare o'er the secret mind to sway | L |
| And call each wayward passion to obey | L |
| Is there no bar | C |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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