Pauline Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE EFG HIHIJJ CKCKLL MFMFNN OPOPEE QPQFGG HRHRSS HTHTPP UVUVEE HWHWXX YEYZZ AA2AA2B2B2 MXMXC2C2 HD2HD2SS D2ED2EQQ E2F2E2G2GG| To die for what we love Oh there is power | A |
| In the true heart and pride and joy for this | B |
| It is to live without the vanish'd light | C |
| That strength is needed | D |
| Anon | E |
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| Cos 'rapassa al trapassar d'un Giorno | E |
| Della vita mortal il fiore e'l verde | F |
| Tasso | G |
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| ALONG the star lit Seine went music swelling | H |
| Till the air thrill'd with its exulting mirth | I |
| Proudly it floated even as if no dwelling | H |
| For cares or stricken hearts were found on earth | I |
| And a glad sound the measure lightly beat | J |
| A happy chime of many dancing feet | J |
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| For in a palace of the land that night | C |
| Lamps and fresh roses and green leaves were hung | K |
| And from the painted walls a stream of light | C |
| On flying forms beneath soft splendour flung | K |
| But loveliest far amidst the revel's pride | L |
| Was one the lady from the Danube side | L |
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| Pauline the meekly bright tho' now no more | M |
| Her clear eye flash'd with youth's all tameless glee | F |
| Yet something holier than its dayspring wore | M |
| There in soft rest lay beautiful to see | F |
| A charm with graver tenderer sweetness fraught | N |
| The blending of deep love and matron thought | N |
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| Thro' the gay throng she moved serenely fair | O |
| And such calm joy as fills a moonlight sky | P |
| Sate on her brow beneath its graceful hair | O |
| As her young daughter in the dance went by | P |
| With the fleet step of one that yet hath known | E |
| Smiles and kind voices in this world alone | E |
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| Lurk'd there no secret boding in her breast | Q |
| Did no faint whisper warn of evil nigh | P |
| Such oft awake when most the heart seems blest | Q |
| Midst the light laughter of festivity | F |
| Whence come those tones Alas enough we know | G |
| To mingle fear with all triumphal show | G |
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| Who spoke of evil when young feet were flying | H |
| In fairy rings around the echoing hall | R |
| Soft airs thro' braided locks in perfume sighing | H |
| Glad pulses beating unto music's call | R |
| Silence the minstrels pause and hark a sound | S |
| A strange quick rustling which their notes had drown'd | S |
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| And lo a light upon the dancers breaking | H |
| Not such their clear and silvery lamps had shed | T |
| From the gay dream of revelry awaking | H |
| One moment holds them still in breathless dread | T |
| The wild fierce lustre grows then bursts a cry | P |
| Fire thro' the hall and round it gathering fly | P |
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| And forth they rush as chased by sword and spear | U |
| To the green coverts of the garden bowers | V |
| A gorgeous masque of pageantry and fear | U |
| Startling the birds and trampling down the flowers | V |
| While from the dome behind red sparkles driven | E |
| Pierce the dark stillness of the midnight heaven | E |
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| And where is she Pauline the hurrying throng | H |
| Have swept her onward as a stormy blast | W |
| Might sweep some faint o'er wearied bird along | H |
| Till now the threshold of that death is past | W |
| And free she stands beneath the starry skies | X |
| Calling her child but no sweet voice replies | X |
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| 'Bertha where art thou Speak oh speak my own ' | - |
| Alas unconscious of her pangs the while | Y |
| The gentle girl in fear's cold grasp alone | E |
| Powerless hath sunk within the blazing pile | Y |
| A young bright form deck'd gloriously for death | Z |
| With flowers all shrinking from the flame's fierce breath | Z |
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| But oh thy strength deep love there is no power | A |
| To stay the mother from that rolling grave | A2 |
| Tho' fast on high the fiery volumes tower | A |
| And forth like banners from each lattice wave | A2 |
| Back back she rushes thro' a host combined | B2 |
| Mighty is anguish with affection twined | B2 |
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| And what bold step may follow midst the roar | M |
| Of the red billows o'er their prey that rise | X |
| None Courage there stood still and never more | M |
| Did those fair forms emerge on human eyes | X |
| Was one brief meeting theirs one wild farewell | C2 |
| And died they heart to heart Oh who can tell | C2 |
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| Freshly and cloudlessly the morning broke | H |
| On that sad palace midst its pleasure shades | D2 |
| Its painted roofs had sunk yet black with smoke | H |
| And lonely stood its marble colonnades | D2 |
| But yester eve their shafts with wreaths were bound | S |
| Now lay the scene one shrivell'd scroll around | S |
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| And bore the ruins no recording trace | D2 |
| Of all that woman's heart had dared and done | E |
| Yes there were gems to mark its mortal place | D2 |
| That forth from dust and ashes dimly shone | E |
| Those had the mother on her gentle breast | Q |
| Worn round her child's fair image there at rest | Q |
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| And they were all the tender and the true | E2 |
| Left this alone her sacrifice to prove | F2 |
| Hallowing the spot where mirth once lightly flew | E2 |
| To deep lone chasten'd thoughts of grief and love | G2 |
| Oh we have need of patient faith below | G |
| To clear away the mysteries of such wo | G |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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