Stanzas To The Memory Of George The Third Poem Rhyme Scheme

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 2 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Wonderful Women
by Umaru Kanneh Boima
Freedom To Scratch In Peace
by Olute Aete
Happy New Year
by Felix Menda
Human Beings
by Dana Graslie
Lust
by Wisdom Greatness
An Isolated Tree's Song
by Sayeed Abubakar
A Strange Boy
by Sayeed Abubakar
O Soil
by Sayeed Abubakar
No War, No War-monger
by Sayeed Abubakar
Night's Town
by Sayeed Abubakar

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2414 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)

'Among many nations was there no King like him ' Nehemiah xiii	A
'Know ye not that there is a prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel ' Samuel iii	B
ANOTHER warning sound the funeral bell	C
Startling the cities of the isle once more	D
With measured tones of melanchoIy swell	C
Strikes on the awakened heart from shore to shore	D
He at whose coming monarchs sink to dust	E
The chambers of our palaces hath trod	F
And the long suffering spirit of the just	E
Pure from its ruins hath return'd to God	F
Yet may not England o'er her Father weep	G
Thoughts to her bosom crowd too many and too deep	G
	-
Vain voice of Reason hush they yet must flow	H
The unrestrained involuntary tears	A
A thousand feelings sanctify the woe	H
Roused by the glorious shades of vanished years	A
Tell us no more 'tis not the time for grief	I
Now that the exile of the soul is past	J
And Death blest messenger of Heaven's relief	I
Hath borne the wanderer to his rest at last	J
For him eternity hath tenfold day	K
We feel we know 'tis thus yet nature will have way	K
	-
What though amidst us like a blasted oak	L
Saddening the scene where once it nobly reign'd	M
A dread memorial of the lightning stroke	L
Stamp'd with its fiery record he remain'd	M
Around that shatter'd tree still fondly clung	N
The undying tendrils of our love which drew	O
Fresh nature from its deep decay and sprung	N
Luxuriant thence to Glory's ruin true	O
While England hung her trophies on the stem	P
That desolately stood unconscious e'en of THEM	P
	-
Of them unconscious Oh mysterious doom	Q
Who shall unfold the counsels of the skies	A
His was the voice which roused as from the tomb	Q
The realm's high soul to loftiest energies	A
His was the spirit o'er the isles which threw	O
The mantle of its fortitude and wrought	R
In every bosom powerful to renew	O
Each dying spark of pure and generous thought	R
The star of tempests beaming on the mast	J
The seaman's torch of Hope 'midst perils deepening fast	J
	-
Then from the unslumbering influence of his worth	S
Strength as of inspiration fill'd the land	T
A young but quenchless flame went brightly forth	U
Kindled by him who saw it not expand	T
Such was the will of heaven the gifted seer	V
Who with his God had communed face to face	A
And from the house of bondage and of fear	W
In faith victorious led the chosen race	A
He through the desert and the waste their guide	X
Saw dimly from afar the promised land and died	X
	-
O full of days and virtues on thy head	Y
Centred the woes of many a bitter lot	Z
Fathers have sorrow'd o'er their beauteous dead	Y
Eyes quench'd in night the sunbeam have forgot	Z
Minds have striven buoyantly with evil years	A
And sunk beneath their gathering weight at length	A2
But Pain for thee had fill'd a cup of tears	A
Where every anguish mingled all its strength	A2
By thy lost child we saw thee weeping stand	T
And shadows deep around fell from the Eternal's hand	T
	-
Then came the noon of glory which thy dreams	A
Perchance of yore had faintly prophesied	X
But what to thee the splendour of its beams	A
The ice rock glows not 'midst the summer's pride	X
Nations leap'd up to joy as streams that burst	B2
At the warm touch of spring their frozen chain	C2
And o'er the plains whose verdure once they nursed	B2
Roll in exulting melody again	D2
And bright o'er earth the long majestic line	E2
Of England's triumphs swept to rouse all hearts but thine	E2
	-
Oh what a dazzling vision by the veil	F2
That o'er thy spirit hung was shut from thee	G2
When sceptred chieftains throng'd with palms to hail	F2
The crowning isle the anointed of the sea	G2
Within thy palaces the lords of earth	S
Met to rejoice rich pageants glitter'd by	H2
And stately revels imaged in their mirth	S
The old magnificence of chivalry	G2
They reach'd not thee amidst them yet alone	I2
Stillness and gloom begirt one dim and shadowy throne	I2
	-
Yet there was mercy still if joy no more	D
Within that blasted circle might intrude	J2
Earth had no grief whose footstep might pass o'er	K2
The silent limits of its solitude	J2
If all unheard the bridal song awoke	L
Our hearts' full echoes as it swell'd on high	H2
Alike unheard the sudden dirge that broke	L
On the glad strain with dread solemnity	G2
If the land's rose unheeded wore its bloom	Q
Alike unfelt the storm that swept it to the tomb	Q
	-
And she who tried through all the stormy past	J
Severely deeply proved in many an hour	K2
Watch'd o'er thee firm and faithful to the last	J
Sustain'd inspired by strong affection's power	K2
If to thy soul her voice no music bore	D
If thy closed eye and wandering spirit caught	Z
No light from looks that fondly would explore	D
Thy mien for traces of responsive thought	R
Oh thou wert spared the pang that would have thrill'd	L2
Thine inmost heart when death that anxious bosom still'd	L2
	-
Thy loved ones fell around thee Manhood's prime	M2
Youth with its glory in its fullness age	N2
All at the gates of their eternal clime	M2
Lay down and closed their mortal pilgrimage	O2
The land wore ashes for its perish'd flowers	A
The grave's imperial harvest Thou meanwhile	P2
Didst walk unconscious through thy royal towers	A
The one that wept not in the tearful isle	P2
As a tired warrlor on his battle plain	C2
Breathes deep in dreams amidst the mourners and the slain	C2
	-
And who can tell what visions might be thine	E2
The stream of thought though broken still was pure	Q2
Still o'er that wave the stars of heaven might shine	E2
Where earthly image would no more endure	Q2
Though many a step of once familiar sound	R2
Came as a stranger's o'er thy closing ear	V
And voices breathed forgotten tones around	R2
Which that paternal heart once thrill'd to hear	V
The mind hath senses of its own and powers	A
To people boundless worlds in its most wandering hours	A
	-
Nor might the phantoms to thy spirit known	I2
Be dark or wild creations of remorse	A
Unstain'd by thee the blameless past had thrown	I2
No fearful shadows o'er the future's course	A
For thee no cloud from memory's dread abyss	A
Might shape such forms as haunt the tyrant's eye	H2
And closing up each avenue of bliss	A
Murmur their summons to 'despair and die '	-
No e'en though joy depart though reason cease	A
Still virtue's ruin'd home is redolent of peace	A
	-
They might be with thee still the loved the tried	X
The fair the lost they might be with thee still	S2
More softly seen in radiance purified	X
From each dim vapour of terrestrial ill	S2
Long after earth received them and the note	T2
Of the last requiem o'er their dust was pour'd	U2
As passing sunbeams o'er thy soul might float	T2
Those forms from us withdrawn to thee restored	U2
Spirits of holiness in light reveal'd	V2
To commune with a mind whose source of tears was seal'd	V2
	-
Came they with tidings from the worlds above	W2
Those viewless regions where the weary rest	X2
Sever'd from earth estranged from mortal love	W2
Was thy mysterious converse with the blest	X2
Or shone their visionary presence bright	Y2
With human beauty did their smiles renew	O
Those days of sacred and serene delight	Y2
When fairest beings in thy pathway grew	O
Oh Heaven hath balm for every wound it makes	A
Healing the broken heart it smites but ne'er forsakes	A
	-
These may be fantasies and this alone	I2
Of all we picture in our dreams is sure	Q2
That rest made perfect is at length thine own	I2
Rest in thy God immortally secure	Q2
Enough for tranquil faith released from all	Z2
The woes that graved Heaven's lessons on thy brow	A3
No cloud to dim no fetter to enthral	Z2
Haply thine eye is on thy people now	A3
Whose love around thee still its offerings shed	Y
Though vainly sweet as flowers grief's tribute to the dead	Y
	-
But if the ascending disembodied mind	B3
Borne on the wings of morning to the skies	A
May cast one glance of tenderness behind	B3
On scenes once hallow'd by its mortal ties	A
How much hast thou to gaze on all that lay	K
By the dark mantle of thy soul conceal'd	V2
The might the majesty the proud array	K
Of England's march o'er many a noble field	V2
All spread beneath thee in a bl	K

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Stanzas To The Memory Of George The Third Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Write your comment about Stanzas To The Memory Of George The Third poem by Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Recent Interactions*

New Poems

Popular Poets