The Coronation Of Inez De Castro Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE AFGFHIHI GJKJBLBL MNKNOPOP QRSTUVUV WXVXYGYG VTKZVZVVVV GA2VA2DMKM VB2VCGYGC2D2Y E2F2GF2VG2VG2 VRH2RI2J2I2J2 KK2L2M2N2VN2 E2V

There was music on the midnightA
From a royal fane it roll'dB
And a mighty bell each pause betweenC
Sternly and slowly toll'dB
Strange was their mingling in the skyD
It hush'd the listener's breathE
For the music spoke of triumph highD
The lonely bell of deathE
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There was hurrying through the midnightA
A sound of many feetF
But they fell with a muffled fearfulnessG
Along the shadowy streetF
And softer fainter grew their treadH
As it near'd the Minster gateI
Whence broad and solemn light was shedH
From a scene of royal stateI
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Full glow'd the strong red radianceG
In the centre of the naveJ
Where the folds of a purple canopyK
Sweep down in many a waveJ
Loading the marble pavement oldB
With a weight of gorgeous gloomL
For something lay 'midst their fretted goldB
Like a shadow of the tombL
-
And within that rich pavilionM
High on a glittering throneN
A woman's form sat silentlyK
Midst the glare of light aloneN
Her Jewell'd robes fell strangely stillO
The drapery on her breastP
Seem'd with no pulse beneath to thrillO
So stone like was its restP
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But a peal of lordly musicQ
Shook e'en the dust belowR
When the burning gold of the diademS
Was set on her pallid browT
Then died away that haughty soundU
And from th' encircling bandV
Stept Prince and Chief 'midst the hush profoundU
With homage to her handV
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Why pass'd a faint cold shudderingW
Over each martial frameX
As one by one to touch that handV
Noble and leader cameX
Was not the settled aspect fairY
Did not a queenly graceG
Under the parted ebon hairY
Sit on the pale still faceG
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Death Death canstV
thouT
be lovelyK
Unto the eye of LifeZ
Is not each pulse of the quick high breastV
With thy cold mien at strifeZ
It was a strange and fearful sightV
The crown upon that headV
The glorious robes and the blaze of lightV
All gather'd round the DeadV
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And beside her stood in silenceG
One with a brow as paleA2
And white lips rigidly compress'dV
Lest the strong heart should failA2
King Pedro with a jealous eyeD
Watching the homage doneM
By the land's flower and chivalryK
To her his martyr'd oneM
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But on the face he look'd notV
Which once his star had beenB2
To every form his glance was turn'dV
Save of the breathless queenC
Though something won from the grare's embraceG
Of her beauty still was thereY
Its hues were all of that shadowy placeG
'Twas not forC2
himD2
to bearY
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Alas the crown the sceptreE2
The treasures of the earthF2
And the priceless love that pour'd those giftsG
Alike of wasted worthF2
The rites are closed bear back the DeadV
Unto the chamber deepG2
Lay down again the royal headV
Dust with the dust to sleepG2
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There is music on the midnightV
A requiem sad and slowR
As the mourners through the sounding aisleH2
In dark procession goR
And the ring of state and the starry crownI2
And all the rich arrayJ2
Are borne to the house of silence downI2
With her that queen of clayJ2
-
And tearlessly and firmlyK
King Pedro led the trainK2
But his face was wrapt in his folding robeL2
When they lower'd the dust againM2
'Tis hush'd at last the tomb aboveN2
Hymns die and steps departV
Who call'd thee strong as Death O LoveN2
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MightierE2
thou wert and artV

Felicia Dorothea Hemans



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