The Abencerrage : Canto I. Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Lonely and still are now thy marble halls	B
Thou fair Alhambra there the feast is o'er	C
And with the murmur of thy fountain falls	B
Blend the wild tones of minstrelsy no more	D
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Hushed are the voices that in years gone by	E
Have mourned exulted menaced through thy towers	F
Within thy pillared courts the grass waves high	E
And all uncultured bloom thy fairy bowers	F
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Unheeded there the flowering myrtle blows	G
Through tall arcades unmarked the sunbeam smiles	H
And many a tint of softened brilliance throws	G
O'er fretted walls and shining peristyles	G
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And well might Fancy deem thy fabrics lone	I
So vast so silent and so wildly fair	J
Some charmed abode of beings all unknown	I
Powerful and viewless children of the air	J
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For there no footstep treads the enchanted ground	K
There not a sound the deep repose pervades	G
Save winds and founts diffusing freshness round	K
Through the light domes and graceful colonnades	G
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For other tones have swelled those courts along	L
In days romance yet fondly loves to trace	G
The clash of arms the voice of choral song	L
The revels combats of a vanished race	G
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And yet awhile at Fancy's potent call	M
Shall rise that race the chivalrous the bold	N
Peopling once more each fair forsaken hall	M
With stately forms the knights and chiefs of old	N
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The sun declines upon Nevada's height	O
There dwells a mellow flush of rosy light	O
Each soaring pinnacle of mountain snow	P
Smiles in the richness of that parting glow	P
And Darro's wave reflects each passing dye	E
That melts and mingles in the empurpled sky	E
Fragrance exhaled from rose and citron bower	C
Blends with the dewy freshness of the hour	C
Hushed are the winds and Nature seems to sleep	Q
In light and stillness wood and tower and steep	Q
Are dyed with tints of glory only given	R
To the rich evening of a southern heaven	R
Tints of the sun whose bright farewell is fraught	S
With all that art hath dreamt but never caught	T
Yes Nature sleeps but not with her at rest	U
The fiery passions of the human breast	U
Hark from the Alhambra's towers what stormy sound	K
Each moment deepening wildly swells around	K
Those are no tumults of a festal throng	L
Not the light zambra nor the choral song	L
The combat rages 'tis the shout of war	D
'Tis the loud clash of shield and scimitar	D
Within the Hall of Lions where the rays	G
Of eve yet lingering on the fountain blaze	G
There girt and guarded by his Zegri bands	G
And stern in wrath the Moorish monarch stands	G
There the strife centres swords around him wave	V
There bleed the fallen there contend the brave	V
While echoing domes return the battle cry	D
'Revenge and freedom let the tyrant die '	-
And onward rushing prevailing still	W
Court hall and tower the fierce avengers fill	W
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But first the bravest of that gallant train	X
Where foes are mightiest charging ne'er in vain	X
In his red hand the sabre glancing bright	O
His dark eye flashing with a fiercer light	O
Ardent untired scarce conscious that he bleeds	G
His Aben Zurrahs there young Hamet leads	G
While swells his voice that wild acclaim on high	D
'Revenge and freedom let the tyrant die '	-
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Yes trace the footsteps of the warrior's wrath	Y
By helm and corslet shattered in his path	Y
And by the thickest harvest of the slain	X
And by the marble's deepest crimson stain	X
Search through the serried fight where loudest cries	G
From triumph anguish or despair arise	G
And brightest where the shivering falchions glare	D
And where the ground is reddest he is there	D
Yes that young arm amidst the Zegri host	Z
Hath well avenged a sire a brother lost	A2
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They perished not as heroes should have died	B2
On the red field in victory's hour of pride	B2
In all the glow and sunshine of their fame	C2
And proudly smiling as the death pang came	C2
Oh had they	D2
thus	G
expired a warrior's tear	D
Had flowed almost in triumph o'er their bier	D
For thus alone the brave should weep for those	G
Who brightly pass in glory to repose	G
Not such their fate a tyrant's stern command	E2
Doomed them to fall by some ignoble hand	E2
As with the flower of all their high born race	G
Summoned Abdallah's royal feast to grace	G
Fearless in heart no dream of danger nigh	D
They sought the banquet's gilded hall to die	D
Betrayed unarmed they fell the fountain wave	V
Flowed crimson with the life blood of the brave	V
Till far the fearful tidings of their fate	F2
Through the wide city rang from gate to gate	F2
And of that lineage each surviving son	R
Rushed to the scene where vengeance might be won	R
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For this young Hamet mingles in the strife	G2
Leader of battle prodigal of life	G2
Urging his followers till their foes beset	H2
Stand faint and breathless but undaunted yet	H2
Brave Aben Zurrahs on one effort more	D
Yours is the triumph and the conflict o'er	D
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But lo descending o'er the darkened hall	M
The twilight shadows fast and deeply fall	M
Nor yet the strife hath ceased though scarce they know	P
Through that thick gloom the brother from the foe	P
Till the moon rises with her cloudless ray	D2
The peaceful moon and gives them light to slay	D2
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Where lurks Abdallah 'midst his yielding train	X
They seek the guilty monarch but in vain	X
He lies not numbered with the valiant dead	I2
His champions round him have not vainly bled	I2
But when twilight spread her shadowy veil	J2
And his last warriors found each effort fail	J2
In wild despair he fled a trusted few	K2
Kindred in crime are still in danger true	K2
And o'er the scene of many a martial deed	L2
The Vega's green expanse his flying footsteps lead	I2
He passed the Alhambra's calm and lovely bowers	G
Where slept the glistening leaves and folded flowers	G
In dew and starlight there from grot and cave	V
Gushed in wild music many a sparkling wave	V
There on each breeze the breath of fragrance rose	G
And all was freshness beauty and repose	G
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But thou dark monarch in thy bosom reign	X
Storms that once roused shall never sleep again	M2
Oh vainly bright is Nature in the course	G
Of him who flies from terror or remorse	G
A spell is round him which obscures her bloom	N2
And dims her skies with shadows of the tomb	N2
There smiles no Paradise on earth so fair	D
But guilt will raise avenging phantoms there	D
Abdallah heeds not though the light gale roves	G
Fraught with rich odour stolen from orange groves	G
Hears not the sounds from wood and brook that rise	G
Wild notes of Nature's vesper melodies	G
Marks not how lovely on the mountain's head	I2
Moonlight and snow their mingling lustre spread	I2
But urges onward till his weary band	E2
Worn with their toil a moment's pause demand	E2
He stops and turning on Granada's fanes	G
In silence gazing fixed awhile remains	G
In stern deep silence o'er his feverish brow	D
And burning cheek pure breezes freshly blow	P
But waft in fitful murmurs from afar	D
Sounds indistinctly fearful as of war	D
What meteor bursts with sudden blaze on high	D
O'er the blue clearness of the starry sky	D
Awful it rises like some Genie form	O2
Seen 'midst the redness of the desert storm	O2
Magnificently dread above below	P
Spreads the wild splendour of its deepening glow	P
Lo from the Alhambra's towers the vivid glare	D
Streams through the still transparence of the air	D
Avenging crowds have lit the mighty pyre	D
Which feeds that waving pyramid of fire	D
And dome and minaret river wood and height	O
From dim perspective start to ruddy light	O
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Oh Heaven the anguish of Abdallah's soul	P2
The rage though fruitless yet beyond control	P2
Yet must he cease to gaze and raving fly	D
For life such life as makes it bliss to die	D
On yon green height the mosque but half revealed	Q2
Through cypress groves a safe retreat may yield	Q2
Thither his steps are bent yet oft he turns	G
Watching that fearful beacon as it burns	G
But paler grow the sinki	D

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Abencerrage : Canto I. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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