Elegy On The Death Of A Young Man. [5] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEDFGFG HIHIJKJKLMLM NNNGONNNFNNF PQPQRGRGNNNN NSNTUGPGFGFG VNWNGUGUNFNF FNFNPPPPNNNN PXPXYUYPNZNZ OGOGPPPPNONO| Mournful groans as when a tempest lowers | A |
| Echo from the dreary house of woe | B |
| Death notes rise from yonder minster's towers | A |
| Bearing out a youth they slowly go | B |
| Yes a youth unripe yet for the bier | C |
| Gathered in the spring time of his days | D |
| Thrilling yet with pulses strong and clear | E |
| With the flame that in his bright eye plays | D |
| Yes a son the idol of his mother | F |
| Oh her mournful sigh shows that too well | G |
| Yes my bosom friend alas my brother | F |
| Up each man the sad procession swell | G |
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| Do ye boast ye pines so gray and old | H |
| Storms to brave with thunderbolts to sport | I |
| And ye hills that ye the heavens uphold | H |
| And ye heavens that ye the suns support | I |
| Boasts the graybeard who on haughty deeds | J |
| As on billows seeks perfection's height | K |
| Boasts the hero whom his prowess leads | J |
| Up to future glory's temple bright | K |
| If the gnawing worms the floweret blast | L |
| Who can madly think he'll ne'er decay | M |
| Who above below can hope to last | L |
| If the young man's life thus fleets away | M |
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| Joyously his days of youth so glad | N |
| Danced along in rosy garb beclad | N |
| And the world the world was then so sweet | N |
| And how kindly how enchantingly | G |
| Smiled the future with what golden eye | O |
| Did life's paradise his moments greet | N |
| While the tear his mother's eye escaped | N |
| Under him the realm of shadows gaped | N |
| And the fates his thread began to sever | F |
| Earth and Heaven then vanished from his sight | N |
| From the grave thought shrank he in affright | N |
| Sweet the world is to the dying ever | F |
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| Dumb and deaf 'tis in that narrow place | P |
| Deep the slumbers of the buried one | Q |
| Brother Ah in ever slackening race | P |
| All thy hopes their circuit cease to run | Q |
| Sunbeams oft thy native hill still lave | R |
| But their glow thou never more canst feel | G |
| O'er its flowers the zephyr's pinions wave | R |
| O'er thine ear its murmur ne'er can steal | G |
| Love will never tinge thine eye with gold | N |
| Never wilt thou embrace thy blooming bride | N |
| Not e'en though our tears in torrents rolled | N |
| Death must now thine eye forever hide | N |
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| Yet 'tis well for precious is the rest | N |
| In that narrow house the sleep is calm | S |
| There with rapture sorrow leaves the breast | N |
| Man's afflictions there no longer harm | T |
| Slander now may wildly rave o'er thee | U |
| And temptation vomit poison fell | G |
| O'er the wrangle on the Pharisee | P |
| Murderous bigots banish thee to hell | G |
| Rogues beneath apostle masks may leer | F |
| And the bastard child of justice play | G |
| As it were with dice with mankind here | F |
| And so on until the judgment day | G |
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| O'er thee fortune still may juggle on | V |
| For her minions blindly look around | N |
| Man now totter on his staggering throne | W |
| And in dreary puddles now be found | N |
| Blest art thou within thy narrow cell | G |
| To this stir of tragi comedy | U |
| To these fortune waves that madly swell | G |
| To this vain and childish lottery | U |
| To this busy crowd effecting naught | N |
| To this rest with labor teeming o'er | F |
| Brother to this heaven with devils fraught | N |
| Now thine eyes have closed forevermore | F |
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| Fare thee well oh thou to memory dear | F |
| By our blessings lulled to slumbers sweet | N |
| Sleep on calmly in thy prison drear | F |
| Sleep on calmly till again we meet | N |
| Till the loud Almighty trumpet sounds | P |
| Echoing through these corpse encumbered hills | P |
| Till God's storm wind bursting through the bounds | P |
| Placed by death with life those corpses fills | P |
| Till impregnate with Jehovah's blast | N |
| Graves bring forth and at His menace dread | N |
| In the smoke of planets melting fast | N |
| Once again the tombs give up their dead | N |
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| Not in worlds as dreamed of by the wise | P |
| Not in heavens as sung in poet's song | X |
| Not in e'en the people's paradise | P |
| Yet we shall o'ertake thee and ere long | X |
| Is that true which cheered the pilgrim's gloom | Y |
| Is it true that thoughts can yonder be | U |
| True that virtue guides us o'er the tomb | Y |
| That 'tis more than empty phantasy | P |
| All these riddles are to thee unveiled | N |
| Truth thy soul ecstatic now drinks up | Z |
| Truth in radiance thousandfold exhaled | N |
| From the mighty Father's blissful cup | Z |
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| Dark and silent bearers draw then nigh | O |
| To the slayer serve the feast the while | G |
| Cease ye mourners cease your wailing cry | O |
| Dust on dust upon the body pile | G |
| Where's the man who God to tempt presumes | P |
| Where the eye that through the gulf can see | P |
| Holy holy holy art thou God of tombs | P |
| We with awful trembling worship Thee | P |
| Dust may back to native dust be ground | N |
| From its crumbling house the spirit fly | O |
| And the storm its ashes strew around | N |
| But its love its love shall never die | O |
Friedrich Schiller
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