The Illuminated City Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEE FFGGHHII IIJJKKII LLMMNNEE IIOOPPQQ| THE hills all glow'd with a festive light | A |
| For the royal city rejoic'd by night | A |
| There were lamps hung forth upon tower and tree | B |
| Banners were lifted and streaming free | B |
| Every tall pillar was wreath'd with fire | C |
| Like a shooting meteor was every spire | D |
| And the outline of many a dome on high | E |
| Was traced as in stars on the clear dark sky | E |
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| I pass'd thro' the streets there were throngs on throngs | F |
| Like sounds of the deep were their mingled songs | F |
| There was music forth from each palace borne | G |
| A peal of the cymbal the harp and horn | G |
| The forests heard it the mountains rang | H |
| The hamlets woke to its haughty clang | H |
| Rich and victorious was every tone | I |
| Telling the land of her foes o'erthrown | I |
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| Didst thou meet not a mourner for all the slain | I |
| Thousands lie dead on their battle plain | I |
| Gallant and true were the hearts that fell | J |
| Grief in the homes they have left must dwell | J |
| Grief o'er the aspect of childhood spread | K |
| And bowing the beauty of woman's head | K |
| Didst thou hear midst the songs not one tender moan | I |
| For the many brave to their slumbers gone | I |
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| I saw not the face of a weeper there | L |
| Too strong perchance was the bright lamp's glare | L |
| I heard not a wail midst the joyous crowd | M |
| The music of victory was all too loud | M |
| Mighty it roll'd on the winds afar | N |
| Shaking the streets like a conqueror's car | N |
| Thro' torches and streamers its flood swept by | E |
| How could I listen for moan or sigh | E |
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| Turn then away from life's pageants turn | I |
| If its deep story thy heart would learn | I |
| Ever too bright is that outward show | O |
| Dazzling the eyes till they see not wo | O |
| But lift the proud mantle which hides from thy view | P |
| The things thou shouldst gaze on the sad and true | P |
| Nor fear to survey what its folds conceal | Q |
| So must thy spirit be taught to feel | Q |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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