The Palm-tree Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDD EEFFGG HHBBII JJKKLL MMNOPP QQBBRR SSTTUU VVWWXX BBQQYP| It wav'd not thro' an Eastern sky | A |
| Beside a fount of Araby | B |
| It was not fann'd by southern breeze | C |
| In some green isle of Indian seas | C |
| Nor did its graceful shadow sleep | D |
| O'er stream of Afric lone and deep | D |
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| But fair the exil'd Palm tree grew | E |
| Midst foliage of no kindred hue | E |
| Thro' the laburnum's dropping gold | F |
| Rose the light shaft of orient mould | F |
| And Europe's violets faintly sweet | G |
| Purpled the moss beds at its feet | G |
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| Strange look'd it there the willow stream'd | H |
| Where silvery waters near it gleam'd | H |
| The lime bough lured the honey bee | B |
| To murmur by the Desert's Tree | B |
| And showers of snowy roses made | I |
| A lustre in its fan like shade | I |
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| There came an eve of festal hours | J |
| Rich music fill'd that garden's bowers | J |
| Lamps that from flowering branches hung | K |
| On sparks of dew soft colour flung | K |
| And bright forms glanc'd a fairy show | L |
| Under the blossoms to and fro | L |
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| But one a lone one midst the throng | M |
| Seem'd reckless all of dance or song | M |
| He was a youth of dusky mien | N |
| Whereon the Indian sun had been | O |
| Of crested brow and long black hair | P |
| A stranger like the Palm tree there | P |
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| And slowly sadly mov'd his plumes | Q |
| Glittering athwart the leafy glooms | Q |
| He pass'd the pale green olives by | B |
| Nor won the chestnut flowers his eye | B |
| But when to that sole Palm he came | R |
| Then shot a rapture through his frame | R |
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| To him to him its rustling spoke | S |
| The silence of his soul it broke | S |
| It whisper'd of his own bright isle | T |
| That lit the ocean with a smile | T |
| Aye to his ear that native tone | U |
| Had something of the sea wave's moan | U |
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| His mother's cabin home that lay | V |
| Where feathery cocoas fring'd the bay | V |
| The dashing of his brethren's oar | W |
| The conch note heard along the shore | W |
| All thro' his wakening bosom swept | X |
| He clasp'd his country's Tree and wept | X |
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| Oh scorn him not the strength whereby | B |
| The patriot girds himself to die | B |
| Th' unconquerable power which fills | Q |
| The freeman battling on his hills | Q |
| These have one fountain deep and clear | Y |
| The same whence gush'd that child like tear | P |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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