Heliodorus In The Temple Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFGHH IJIJKL FMNMOO PNPNQR STSTUV SFSFGGSG SESEWW USUGCC SXSXYY SGZZ SSSSSS GBGBUU SESETT| A sound of woe in Salem mournful cries | A |
| Rose from her dwellings youthful cheeks were pale | B |
| Tears flowing fast from dim and aged eyes | A |
| And voices mingling in tumultuous wail | B |
| Hands raised to heaven in agony of prayer | C |
| And powerless wrath and terror and despair | C |
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| Thy daughters Judah weeping laid aside | D |
| The regal splendour of their fair array | E |
| With the rude sackcloth girt their beauty's pride | D |
| And thronged the streets in hurrying wild dismay | E |
| While knelt thy priests before | F |
| His | G |
| awful shrine | H |
| Who made of old renown and empire thine | H |
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| But on the spoiler moves the temple's gate | I |
| The bright the beautiful his guards unfold | J |
| And all the scene reveals its solemn state | I |
| Its courts and pillars rich with sculptured gold | J |
| And man with eye unhallowed views the abode | K |
| The severed spot the dwelling place of God | L |
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| Where art thou Mighty Presence that of yore | F |
| Wert wont between the cherubim to rest | M |
| Veiled in a cloud of glory shadowing o'er | N |
| Thy sanctuary the chosen and the blest | M |
| Thou that didst make fair Sion's ark thy throne | O |
| And call the oracle's recess thine own | O |
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| Angel of God that through the Assyrian host | P |
| Clothed with the darkness of the midnight hour | N |
| To tame the proud to hush the invader's boast | P |
| Didst pass triumphant in avenging power | N |
| Till burst the day spring on the silent scene | Q |
| And death alone revealed where thou hadst been | R |
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| Wilt thou not wake O Chastener in thy might | S |
| To guard thine ancient and majestic hill | T |
| Where oft from heaven the full Shechinah's light | S |
| Hath streamed the house of holiness to fill | T |
| Oh yet once more defend thy loved domain | U |
| Eternal one Deliverer rise again | V |
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| Fearless of thee the plunderer undismayed | S |
| Hastes on the sacred chambers to explore | F |
| Where the bright treasures of the fane are laid | S |
| The orphan's portion and the widow's store | F |
| What recks | G |
| his | G |
| heart through age unsuccoured die | S |
| And want consume the cheek of infancy | G |
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| Away intruders hark a mighty sound | S |
| Behold a burst of light away away | E |
| A fearful glory fills the temple round | S |
| A vision bright in terrible array | E |
| And lo a steed of no terrestrial frame | W |
| His path a whirlwind and his breath a flame | W |
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| His neck is clothed with thunder and his mane | U |
| Seems waving fire the kindling of his eye | S |
| Is as a meteor ardent with disdain | U |
| His glance his gesture fierce in majesty | G |
| Instinct with light he seems and formed to bear | C |
| Some dread archangel through the fields of air | C |
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| But who is he in panoply of gold | S |
| Throned on that burning charger bright his form | X |
| Yet in its brightness awful to behold | S |
| And girt with all the terrors of the storm | X |
| Lightning is on his helmet's crest and fear | Y |
| Shrinks from the splendour of his brow severe | Y |
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| Oh more than kingly godlike sternly grand | S |
| Their port indignant and each dazzling face | G |
| Beams with the beauty to immortals given | Z |
| Magnificent in all the wrath of heaven | Z |
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| Then sinks each gazer's heart each knee is bowed | S |
| In trembling awe but as to fields of fight | S |
| The unearthly war steed rushing through the crowd | S |
| Bursts on their leader in terrific might | S |
| And the stern angels of that dread abode | S |
| Pursue its plunderer with the scourge of God | S |
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| Darkness thick darkness low on earth he lies | G |
| Rash Heliodorus motionless and pale | B |
| Bloodless his cheek and o'er his shrouded eyes | G |
| Mists as of death suspend their shadowy veil | B |
| And thus the oppressor by his fear struck train | U |
| Is borne from that inviolable fane | U |
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| The light returns the warriors of the sky | S |
| Have passed with all their dreadful pomp away | E |
| Then wakes the timbrel swells the song on high | S |
| Triumphant as in Judah's elder day | E |
| Rejoice O city of the sacred hill | T |
| Salem exult thy God is with thee still | T |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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