The Triumph Of Eternity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBAAAAAACCDDEFGGAAHH AAGGAAIIAAAAJJKKAAAA LLAAMMAANNAAOPAAQQRR PPSSTTUUAAVVWWAAUUOP XXYYAAHHWWAAAAAAJJZZ A2CB2EAAAAC2C2HHD2E2 AAF2F2G2G2H2AAI2J2K2 K2HHC2C2PPL2L2M2M2M2 CCAAAAKKAAKKRRN2N2OP DDAAO2P2YYE2E2WWPPAA AADDFFAAHHDDQ2Q2R2S2 HHHHT2T2DDFFU2U2R2V2 W2W2IIHHW2W2HHHHHHKX 2K H W2 HHJW2HWQHHV2FY2C2W2W 2UW2H H| Da poi che sotto 'l ciel cosa non vidi | A |
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| When all beneath the ample cope of heaven | B |
| I saw like clouds before the tempest driven | B |
| In sad vicissitude's eternal round | A |
| Awhile I stood in holy horror bound | A |
| And thus at last with self exploring mind | A |
| Musing I ask'd What basis I could find | A |
| To fix my trust An inward voice replied | A |
| Trust to the Almighty He thy steps shall guide | A |
| He never fails to hear the faithful prayer | C |
| But worldly hope must end in dark despair | C |
| Now what I am and what I was I know | D |
| I see the seasons in procession go | D |
| With still increasing speed while things to come | E |
| Unknown unthought amid the growing gloom | F |
| Of long futurity perplex my soul | G |
| While life is posting to its final goal | G |
| Mine is the crime who ought with clearer light | A |
| To watch the winged years' incessant flight | A |
| And not to slumber on in dull delay | H |
| Till circling seasons bring the doomful day | H |
| But grace is never slow in that I trust | A |
| To wake the mind before I sink to dust | A |
| With those strong energies that lift the soul | G |
| To scenes unhoped unthought above the pole | G |
| While thus I ponder'd soon my working thought | A |
| Once more that ever changing picture brought | A |
| Of sublunary things before my view | I |
| And thus I question'd with myself anew | I |
| What is the end of this incessant flight | A |
| Of life and death alternate day and night | A |
| When will the motion on these orbs impress'd | A |
| Sink on the bosom of eternal rest | A |
| At once as if obsequious to my will | J |
| Another prospect shone unmoved and still | J |
| Eternal as the heavens that glow'd above | K |
| A wide resplendent scene of light and love | K |
| The wheels of Phoebus from the zodiac turn'd | A |
| No more the nightly constellations burn'd | A |
| Green earth and undulating ocean roll'd | A |
| Away by some resistless power controll'd | A |
| Immensity conceived and brought to birth | L |
| A grander firmament and more luxuriant earth | L |
| What wonder seized my soul when first I view'd | A |
| How motionless the restless racer stood | A |
| Whose flying feet with winged speed before | M |
| Still mark'd with sad mutation sea and shore | M |
| No more he sway'd the future and the past | A |
| But on the moveless present fix'd at last | A |
| As at a goal reposing from his toils | N |
| Like earth unclothed of all its vernal foils | N |
| Unvaried scene where neither change nor fate | A |
| Nor care nor sorrow can our joys abate | A |
| Nor finds the light of thought resistance here | O |
| More than the sunbeams in a crystal sphere | P |
| But no material things can match their flight | A |
| In speed excelling far the race of light | A |
| Oh what a glorious lot shall then be mine | Q |
| If Heaven to me these nameless joys assign | Q |
| For there the sovereign good for ever reigns | R |
| Nor evil yet to come nor present pains | R |
| No baleful birth of time its inmates fear | P |
| That comes the burthen of the passing year | P |
| No solar chariot circles through the signs | S |
| And now too near and now too distant shines | S |
| To wretched man and earth's devoted soil | T |
| Dispensing sad variety of toil | T |
| Oh happy are the blessed souls that sing | U |
| Loud hallelujahs in eternal ring | U |
| Thrice happy he who late at last shall find | A |
| A lot in the celestial climes assign'd | A |
| He led by grace the auspicious ford explores | V |
| Where cross the plains the wintry torrent roars | V |
| That troublous tide where with incessant strife | W |
| Weak mortals struggle through and call it life | W |
| In love with Vanity oh doubly blind | A |
| Are they that final consolation find | A |
| In things that fleet on dissolution's wing | U |
| Or dance away upon the transient ring | U |
| Of seasons as they roll No sound they hear | O |
| From that still voice that Wisdom's sons revere | P |
| No vestment they procure to keep them warm | X |
| Against the menace of the wintry storm | X |
| But all exposed in naked nature lie | Y |
| A shivering crowd beneath the inclement sky | Y |
| Of reason void by every foe subdued | A |
| Self ruin'd self deprived of sovereign good | A |
| Reckless of Him whose universal sway | H |
| Matter and all its various forms obey | H |
| Whether they mix in elemental strife | W |
| Or meet in married calm and foster life | W |
| His nature baffles all created mind | A |
| In earth or heaven to fathom or to find | A |
| One glimpse of glory on the saints bestow'd | A |
| With eager longings fills the courts of God | A |
| For deeper views in that abyss of light | A |
| While mortals slumber here content with night | A |
| Though nought we find below the moon can fill | J |
| The boundless cravings of the human will | J |
| And yet what fierce desire the fancy wings | Z |
| To gain a grasp of perishable things | Z |
| Although one fleeting hour may scatter far | A2 |
| The fruit of many a year's corroding care | C |
| Those spacious regions where our fancies roam | B2 |
| Pain'd by the past expecting ills to come | E |
| In some dread moment by the fates assign'd | A |
| Shall pass away nor leave a rack behind | A |
| And Time's revolving wheels shall lose at last | A |
| The speed that spins the future and the past | A |
| And sovereign of an undisputed throne | C2 |
| Awful eternity shall reign alone | C2 |
| Then every darksome veil shall fleet away | H |
| That hides the prospects of eternal day | H |
| Those cloud born objects of our hopes and fears | D2 |
| Whose air drawn forms deluded memory bears | E2 |
| As of substantial things away so fast | A |
| Shall fleet that mortals at their speed aghast | A |
| Watching the change of all beneath the moon | F2 |
| Shall ask what once they were and will be soon | F2 |
| The time will come when every change shall cease | G2 |
| This quick revolving wheel shall rest in peace | G2 |
| No summer then shall glow nor winter freeze | H2 |
| Nothing shall be to come and nothing past | A |
| But an eternal now shall ever last | A |
| Though time shall be no more yet space shall give | I2 |
| A nobler theatre to love and live | J2 |
| The wing d courier then no more shall claim | K2 |
| The power to sink or raise the notes of Fame | K2 |
| Or give its glories to the noontide ray | H |
| True merit then in everlasting day | H |
| Shall shine for ever as at first it shone | C2 |
| At once to God and man and angels known | C2 |
| Happy are they who in this changing sphere | P |
| Already have begun the bright career | P |
| That reaches to the goal which all in vain | L2 |
| The Muse would blazon in her feeble strain | L2 |
| But blest above all other blest is he | M2 |
| Who from the trammels of mortality | M2 |
| Ere half the vital thread ran out was free | M2 |
| Mature for Heaven where now the matchless fair | C |
| Preserves those features that seraphic air | C |
| And all those mental charms that raised my mind | A |
| To judge of heaven while yet on earth confined | A |
| That soft attractive glance that won my heart | A |
| When first my bosom felt unusual smart | A |
| Now beams now glories in the realms above | K |
| Fed by the eternal source of light and love | K |
| Then shall I see her as I first beheld | A |
| But lovelier far and by herself excell'd | A |
| And I distinguish'd in the bands above | K |
| Shall hear this plaudit in the choirs of love | K |
| Lo this is he who sung in mournful strains | R |
| For many years a lover's doubts and pains | R |
| Yet in this soul expanding sweet employ | N2 |
| A sacred transport felt above all vulgar joy | N2 |
| She too shall wonder at herself to hear | O |
| Her praises ring around the radiant sphere | P |
| But of that hour it is not mine to know | D |
| To her perhaps the period of my woe | D |
| Is manifest for she my fate may find | A |
| In the pure mirror of the eternal mind | A |
| To me it seems at hand a sure presage | O2 |
| Denotes my rise from this terrestrial stage | P2 |
| Then what I gain'd and lost below shall lie | Y |
| Suspended in the balance of the sky | Y |
| And all our anxious sublunary cares | E2 |
| Shall seem one tissue of Arachne's snares | E2 |
| And all the lying vanities of life | W |
| The sordid source of envy hate and strife | W |
| Ignoble as they are shall then appear | P |
| Before the searching beam of truth severe | P |
| Then souls from sense refined shall see the fraud | A |
| That led them from the living way of God | A |
| From the dark dungeon of the human breast | A |
| All direful secrets then shall rise confess'd | A |
| In honour multiplied a dreadful show | D |
| To hierarchies above and saints below | D |
| Eternal reason then shall give her doom | F |
| And sever'd wide the tenants of the tomb | F |
| Shall seek their portions with instinctive haste | A |
| Quick as the savage speeds along the waste | A |
| Then shall the golden hoard its trust betray | H |
| And they that mindless of that dreadful day | H |
| Boasted their wealth its vanity shall know | D |
| In the dread avenue of endless woe | D |
| While they whom moderation's wholesome rule | Q2 |
| Kept still unstain'd in Virtue's heavenly school | Q2 |
| Who the calm sunshine of the soul beneath | R2 |
| Enjoy'd will share the triumph of the Faith | S2 |
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| These pageants five the world and I beheld | H |
| The sixth and last I hope in heaven reveal'd | H |
| If Heaven so will when Time with speedy hand | H |
| The scene despoils and Death's funereal wand | H |
| The triumph leads But soon they both shall fall | T2 |
| Under that mighty hand that governs all | T2 |
| While they who toil for true renown below | D |
| Whom envious Time and Death a mightier foe | D |
| Relentless plunged in dark oblivion's womb | F |
| When virtue seem'd to seek the silent tomb | F |
| Spoil'd of her heavenly charms once more shall rise | U2 |
| Regain their beauty and assert the skies | U2 |
| Leaving the dark sojourn of time beneath | R2 |
| And the wide desolated realms of Death | V2 |
| But she will early seek these glorious bounds | W2 |
| Whose long lamented fall the world resounds | W2 |
| In unison with me And heaven will view | I |
| That awful day her heavenly charms renew | I |
| When soul with body joins Gebenna's strand | H |
| Saw me enroll'd in Love's devoted band | H |
| And mark'd my toils through many hard campaigns | W2 |
| And wounds whose scars my memory yet retains | W2 |
| Blest is the pile that marks the hallow'd dust | H |
| There at the resurrection of the just | H |
| When the last trumpet with earth shaking sound | H |
| Shall wake her sleepers from their couch profound | H |
| Then when that spotless and immortal mind | H |
| In a material mould once more enshrined | H |
| With wonted charms shall wake seraphic love | K |
| How will the beatific sight improve | X2 |
| Her heavenly beauties in the climes above | K |
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| BOYD | H |
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| LINES | W2 |
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| Happy those souls who now are on their way | H |
| Or shall hereafter to attain that end | H |
| Theme of my argument come when it will | J |
| And 'midst the other fair and fraught with grace | W2 |
| Most happy she whom Death has snatch'd away | H |
| On this side far the natural bound of life | W |
| The angel manners then will clearly shine | Q |
| The meet and pure discourse the chasten'd thought | H |
| Which nature planted in her youthful breast | H |
| Unnumber'd beauties worn by time and death | V2 |
| Shall then return to their best state of bloom | F |
| And how thou hast bound me love will then be seen | Y2 |
| Whence I by every finger shall be shown | C2 |
| Behold who ever wept and in his tears | W2 |
| Was happier far than others in their smiles | W2 |
| And she of whom I yet lamenting sing | U |
| Shall wonder at her own transcendant charms | W2 |
| Seeing herself far above all admired | H |
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| CHARLEMONT | H |
Francesco Petrarca (petrarch)
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