The Funeral Day Of Sir Walter Scott Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIBJKLFMNOPQR STURVWXYCZXA2B2C2D2E 2F2HG2H2I2VJ2G2K2L2M 2PN2C2O2P2G2Q2K2GR2B Q2MS2T2C2U2V2W2X2Y2Z 2A3B3G2G2C3D3D3C3 Q2Q2E3FFE3 F3G3HDPH R2R2RFFH3 H2N2I3J3J3I3 RRQ2GGQ2 T2T2K3L3L3K3 M3M3N3Q2Q2N3 M2M2C3D3D3C3A GLORIOUS voice hath ceased | A |
Mournfully reverently the funeral chant | B |
Breathe reverently There is a dreamy sound | C |
A hollow murmur of the dying year | D |
In the deep woods Let it be wild and sad | E |
A more Aeolian melancholy tone | F |
Than ever wail'd o'er bright things perishing | G |
For that is passing from the darken'd land | H |
Which the green summer will not bring us back | I |
Though all her songs return The funeral chant | B |
Breathe reverently They bear the mighty forth | J |
The kingly ruler in the realms of mind | K |
They bear him through the household paths the groves | L |
Where every tree had music of its own | F |
To his quick ear of knowledge taught by love | M |
And he is silent Past the living stream | N |
They bear him now the stream whose kindly voice | O |
On alien shores his true heart burn'd to hear | P |
And he is silent O'er the heathery hills | Q |
Which his own soul had mantled with a light | R |
Richer than autumn's purple now they move | S |
And he is silent he whose flexile lips | T |
Were but unseal'd and lo a thousand forms | U |
From every pastoral glen and fern clad height | R |
In glowing life upsprang Vassal and chief | V |
Rider and steed with shout and bugle peal | W |
Fast rushing through the brightly troubled air | X |
Like the wild huntsman's band And still they live | Y |
To those fair scenes imperishably bound | C |
And from the mountain mist still flashing by | Z |
Startle the wanderer who hath listen'd there | X |
To the seer's voice phantoms of colour'd thought | A2 |
Surviving him who raised O eloquence | B2 |
O power whose breathings thus could wake the dead | C2 |
Who shall wake thee lord of the buried past | D2 |
And art thou there to those dim nations join'd | E2 |
Thy subject host so long The wand is dropp'd | F2 |
The bright lamp broken which the gifted hand | H |
Touch'd and the genii came Sing reverently | G2 |
The funeral chant The mighty is borne home | H2 |
And who shall be his mourners Youth and age | I2 |
For each hath felt his magic love and grief | V |
For he hath communed with the heart of each | J2 |
Yes the free spirit of humanity | G2 |
May join the august procession for to him | K2 |
Its mysteries have been tributary things | L2 |
And all its accents known from field or wave | M2 |
Never was conqueror on his battle bier | P |
By the vail'd banner and the muffled drum | N2 |
And the proud drooping of the crested head | C2 |
More nobly follow'd home The last abode | O2 |
The voiceless dwelling of the bard is reach'd | P2 |
A still majestic spot girt solemnly | G2 |
With all the imploring beauty of decay | Q2 |
A stately couch 'midst ruins meet for him | K2 |
With his bright fame to rest in as a king | G |
Of other days laid lonely with his sword | R2 |
Beneath his head Sing reverently the chant | B |
Over the honour'd grave the grave oh say | Q2 |
Rather the shrine An alter for the love | M |
The light soft pilgrim steps the votive wreaths | S2 |
Of years unborn a place where leaf and flower | T2 |
By that which dies not of the sovereign dead | C2 |
Shall be made holy things where every weed | U2 |
Shall have its portion of the inspiring gift | V2 |
From buried glory breathed And now what strain | W2 |
Making victorious melody ascend | X2 |
High above sorrow's dirge befits the tomb | Y2 |
Where he that sway'd the nations thus is laid | Z2 |
The crown'd of men | A3 |
A lowly lowly song | B3 |
Lowly and solemn be | G2 |
Thy children's cry to Thee | G2 |
Father divine | C3 |
A hymn of suppliant breath | D3 |
Owning that life and death | D3 |
Alike are Thine | C3 |
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A spirit on its way | Q2 |
Sceptred the earth to sway | Q2 |
From Thee was sent | E3 |
Now call'st Thou back Thine own | F |
Hence is that radiance flown | F |
To earth but lent | E3 |
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Watching in breathless awe | F3 |
The bright head bow'd we saw | G3 |
Beneath Thy hand | H |
Fill'd by one hope one fear | D |
Now o'er a brother's bier | P |
Weeping we stand | H |
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How hath he pass'd the lord | R2 |
Of each deep bosom chord | R2 |
To meet Thy sight | R |
Unmantled and alone | F |
On Thy bless'd mercy thrown | F |
O Infinite | H3 |
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So from his harvest home | H2 |
Must the tired peasant come | N2 |
So in one trust | I3 |
Leader and king must yield | J3 |
The naked soul reveal'd | J3 |
To Thee All Just | I3 |
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The sword of many of a fight | R |
What then shall be its might | R |
The lofty lay | Q2 |
That rush'd on eagle wing | G |
What shall its memory bring | G |
What hope what stay | Q2 |
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O Father in that hour | T2 |
When earth all succouring power | T2 |
Shall disavow | K3 |
When spear and shield and crown | L3 |
In faintness are cast down | L3 |
Sustain us Thou | K3 |
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By Him who bow'd to take | M3 |
The death cup for our sake | M3 |
The thorn the rod | N3 |
From whom the last dismay | Q2 |
Was not to pass away | Q2 |
Aid us O God | N3 |
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Tremblers beside the grave | M2 |
We call on thee to save | M2 |
Father divine | C3 |
Hear hear our suppliant breath | D3 |
Keep us in life and death | D3 |
Thine only Thine | C3 |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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