The Angel Of The Sun Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDDEEFFGGDDHH IIJJKKLLMMNNOOPPQQGG RRSSTTUUDDVVFFUUWWNN XXCYZZGGA2A2B2C2DDKK GGBA A2A2UUFFD2D2UU GGGGDDYY CCSSBCG UUDDE2E2UUDD UUF2F2XXG2G2D2D2H2H2 I2I2DDNN GGGGJ2J2UUK2K2G| WHILE bending o'er my golden lyre | A |
| While waving light my wing of fire | B |
| Creation's regions to explore | C |
| To gaze to wonder to adore | C |
| While faithful to th' eternal will | D |
| My task of glory I fulfil | D |
| To rule the comet's dread career | E |
| To guide the planets on their sphere | E |
| While from this pure empyreal sky | F |
| I dart my truth enlighten'd eye | F |
| What mists involve yon changeful scene | G |
| How dark thy views thou orb terrene | G |
| E'en now compassion clouds awhile | D |
| Bright ecstasy's immortal smile | D |
| I see the flames of war consume | H |
| Fair scenes that smil'd in glowing bloom | H |
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| O'er ev'ry nation ev'ry land | I |
| I see destruction wave his hand | I |
| How dark thy billows ocean flood | J |
| Lo man has dy'd thy waves in blood | J |
| Nature how chang'd thy vivid grace | K |
| Vengeance and war thy charms deface | K |
| Oh scene of doubt of care of anguish | L |
| Oh scene where virtue's doom'd to languish | L |
| Oh scene where death triumphant rides | M |
| The spear the sword the javelin guides | M |
| And canst thou be that earth declare | N |
| That earth so pure so good so fair | N |
| O'er which a new created globe | O |
| Thy Father spread Perfection's robe | O |
| Oh Heav'n how chang'd how pale how dim | P |
| Since first arose the choral hymn | P |
| That hail'd at thy auspicious birth | Q |
| A dawning Paradise on earth | Q |
| On that sublime creative morn | G |
| That saw the infant planet born | G |
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| How swell'd the harp the lyre the voice | R |
| To bless to triumph to rejoice | R |
| How kneeling rapture led the song | S |
| How glow'd th' exulting cherub throng | S |
| When the fair orb arising bright | T |
| Sprang into glory life and light | T |
| Oh Heav'n how chang'd a thorny waste | U |
| With shadows dimm'd with clouds o'ercast | U |
| See passions desolate the ball | D |
| See kingdoms thrones and empires fall | D |
| See mad Ambition's whirlwind sweep | V |
| Resistless as the wintry deep | V |
| See waving thro' the troubled sky | F |
| His crimson banner glare on high | F |
| Blush Anger blush and hide thy sword | U |
| Weep Conquest weep imperious lord | U |
| And mourn to view thy sullied name | W |
| Inscrib'd in blood emblaz'd in flame | W |
| And are those cries which rend the air | N |
| Of death of torture of despair | N |
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| Hymns that should mount on wings above | X |
| To him the GOD OF PEACE AND LOVE | X |
| And is yon flame of ruthless war | C |
| That spreads destruction's reign afar | Y |
| The incense taught by man to blaze | Z |
| For him who dwells in mercy's rays | Z |
| Mortals if angels grief might know | G |
| From angels if a tear might flow | G |
| In yon celestial woes might rise | A2 |
| And pity dim a seraph's eyes | A2 |
| Yet mortals oft thro' mists and tears | B2 |
| Your bright original appears | C2 |
| Gleams thro' the veil with radiant smile | D |
| A sun beam on a ruin'd pile | D |
| Exulting oft the forms I trace | K |
| Of moral grandeur beauty grace | K |
| That speak your pow'rs for glory giv'n | G |
| That still reveal the Heir of Heav'n | G |
| Not yet extinct your heav'nly fire | B |
| For cherubs oft its beams admire | A |
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| I see fair virtue nobly rise | A2 |
| Child fav'rite darling of the skies | A2 |
| Smile on the pangs that round her wait | U |
| And brave and bear the storms of fate | U |
| I see her lift th' adoring eye | F |
| Forbid the tear suppress the sigh | F |
| Still on her high career proceeding | D2 |
| Sublime august tho' suff'ring bleeding | D2 |
| The thorn tho' sharp the blast tho' rude | U |
| Shake not her lofty fortitude | U |
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| Oh graceful dignity serene | G |
| Faith glory triumph on thy mien | G |
| Still virtue still the strife maintain | G |
| The smile the frown of fate disdain | G |
| Think on that hour when freed from clay | D |
| Thy soul shall rise to life and day | D |
| Still mount to heav'n on sorrow's car | Y |
| There shine a fix'd unclouded star | Y |
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| Like me to range like me to soar | C |
| Suns planets worlds of light explore | C |
| Then angel forms around shall throng | S |
| And greet thee in triumphal song | S |
| 'Mount spirit mount thy woes are o'er | B |
| Pain sickness trials now no more | C |
| Hail sister hail thy task is done | G |
| Rise cherub rise thy crown is won ' | - |
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| Oh favor'd mortals best belov'd | U |
| Ye in stern perils fiercely prov'd | U |
| When faith and truth with pure control | D |
| Refine inspire exalt your soul | D |
| When firm in brightest noblest aims | E2 |
| Your bosoms glow with hallow'd flames | E2 |
| When still the narrow path you tread | U |
| Nor scorn nor grief nor dangers dread | U |
| Tho' fate with ev'ry dart assail | D |
| To pierce your heart's heav'n temper'd mail | D |
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| Nor shrink tho' death his jav'lin hurl'd | U |
| Scorn'd yet untainted by the world | U |
| Then think ye brave ye constant few | F2 |
| To faith to hope to virtue true | F2 |
| Then think that seraphs from above | X |
| Behold your deeds admire and love | X |
| That those who heav'n's commands perform | G2 |
| Who still the wave who ride the storm | G2 |
| Who point the lightning's fiery wing | D2 |
| Or shed the genial dews of spring | D2 |
| Who fill with balm the zephyr's breath | H2 |
| Or taint th' avenging winds with death | H2 |
| That those who guide the planets' course | I2 |
| Who bend at light's transcendent source | I2 |
| Oh think that those your toil survey | D |
| Your struggling mind your rugged way | D |
| Oh think that those e'en now prepare | N |
| A bow'r of bliss for you to share | N |
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| E'en now th' immortal wreath entwine | G |
| Around your sainted brows to shine | G |
| E'en now their golden harps attune | G |
| To greet you in the blaze of noon | G |
| Soon shall your captive souls be free | J2 |
| To bless to hymn to soar like me | J2 |
| The fair the perfect and the bright | U |
| Shall beam unclouded on your sight | U |
| Soon shall the silver lutes be strung | K2 |
| Soon shall the P an lays be sung | K2 |
| 'Hail sister hail thy task is done | G |
| Rise cherub rise thy palm is won ' | - |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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