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The Cranes Of Ibycus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Once to the song and chariot fight	A
Where all the tribes of Greece unite	A
On Corinth's isthmus joyously	B
The god loved Ibycus drew nigh	C
On him Apollo had bestowed	D
The gift of song and strains inspired	E
So with light staff he took his road	D
From Rhegium by the godhead fired	E
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Acrocorinth on mountain high	C
Now burns upon the wanderer's eye	C
And he begins with pious dread	F
Poseidon's grove of firs to tread	F
Naught moves around him save a swarm	G
Of cranes who guide him on his way	H
Who from far southern regions warm	G
Have hither come in squadron gray	H
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Thou friendly band all hail to thee	I
Who led'st me safely o'er the sea	I
I deem thee as a favoring sign	J
My destiny resembles thine	J
Both come from a far distant coast	K
Both pray for some kind sheltering place	L
Propitious toward us be the host	K
Who from the stranger wards disgrace	L
	-
And on he hastes in joyous wood	M
And reaches soon the middle wood	M
When on a narrow bridge by force	N
Two murderers sudden bar his course	N
He must prepare him for the fray	H
But soon his wearied hand sinks low	B
Inured the gentle lyre to play	H
It ne'er has strung the deadly bow	O
	-
On gods and men for aid he cries	P
No savior to his prayer replies	P
However far his voice he sends	Q
Naught living to his cry attends	Q
And must I in a foreign land	R
Unwept deserted perish here	S
Falling beneath a murderous hand	R
Where no avenger can appear	T
	-
Deep wounded down he sinks at last	U
When lo the cranes' wings rustle past	U
He hears though he no more can see	I
Their voices screaming fearfully	H
By you ye cranes that soar on high	C
If not another voice is heard	E
Be borne to heaven my murder cry	C
He speaks and dies too with the word	E
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The naked corpse ere long is found	V
And though defaced by many a wound	V
His host in Corinth soon could tell	H
The features that he loved so well	H
And is it thus I find thee now	O
Who hoped the pine's victorious crown	W
To place upon the singer's brow	O
Illumined by his bright renown	W
	-
The news is heard with grief by all	H
Met at Poseidon's festival	H
All Greece is conscious of the smart	X
He leaves a void in every heart	X
And to the Prytanis swift hie	Y
The people and they urge him on	Z
The dead man's manes to pacify	C
And with the murderer's blood atone	A2
	-
But where's the trace that from the throng	B2
The people's streaming crowds among	C2
Allured there by the sports so bright	A
Can bring the villain back to light	A
By craven robbers was he slain	D2
Or by some envious hidden foe	B
That Helios only can explain	D2
Whose rays illume all things below	B
	-
Perchance with shameless step and proud	E2
He threads e'en now the Grecian crowd	E2
Whilst vengeance follows in pursuit	F2
Gloats over his transgression's fruit	F2
The very gods perchance he braves	G2
Upon the threshold of their fane	D2
Joins boldly in the human waves	G2
That haste yon theatre to gain	D2
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For there the Grecian tribes appear	T
Fast pouring in from far and near	T
On close packed benches sit they there	H2
The stage the weight can scarcely bear	H2
Like ocean billows' hollow roar	I2
The teaming crowds of living man	J2
Toward the cerulean heavens upsoar	I2
In bow of ever widening span	J2
	-
Who knows the nation who the name	K2
Of all who there together came	K2
From Theseus' town from Aulis' strand	R
From Phocis from the Spartan land	R
From Asia's distant coast they wend	L2
From every island of the sea	I
And from the stage they hear ascend	L2
The chorus's dread melody	I
	-
Who sad and solemn as of old	M2
With footsteps measured and controlled	M2
Advancing from the far background	V
Circle the theatre's wide round	V
Thus mortal women never move	N2
No mortal home to them gave birth	O2
Their giant bodies tower above	P2
High o'er the puny sons of earth	O2
	-
With loins in mantle black concealed	Q2
Within their fleshless bands they wield	Q2
The torch that with a dull red glows	R2
While in their cheek no life blood flows	R2
And where the hair is floating wide	S2
And loving round a mortal brow	I2
Here snakes and adders are descried	S2
Whose bellies swell with poison now	I2
	-
And standing in a fearful ring	T2
The dread and solemn chant they sing	T2
That through the bosom thrilling goes	R2
And round the sinner fetters throws	R2
Sense robbing of heart maddening power	I2
The furies' strains resound through air	I2
The listener's marrow they devour	I2
The lyre can yield such numbers ne'er	I2
	-
Happy the man who blemish free	I
Preserves a soul of purity	I
Near him we ne'er avenging come	U2
He freely o'er life's path may roam	V2
But woe to him who hid from view	W2
Hath done the deed of murder base	L
Upon his heels we close pursue	W2
We who belong to night's dark race	L
	-
And if he thinks to 'scape by flight	S2
Winged we appear our snare of might	S2
Around his flying feet to cast	S2
So that he needs must fall at last	S2
Thus we pursue him tiring ne'er	I2
Our wrath repentance cannot quell	H
On to the shadows and e'en there	I2
We leave him not in peace to dwell	H
	-
Thus singing they the dance resume	X2
And silence like that of the tomb	X2
O'er the whole house lies heavily	I
As if the deity were nigh	C
And staid and solemn as of old	S2
Circling the theatre's wide round	S2
With footsteps measured and controlled	S2
They vanish in the far background	S2
	-
Between deceit and truth each breast	S2
Now doubting hangs by awe possessed	S2
And homage pays to that dread might	S2
That judges what is hid from sight	S2
That fathomless inscrutable	H
The gloomy skein of fate entwines	L
That reads the bosom's depths full well	H
Yet flies away where sunlight shines	L
	-
When sudden from the tier most high	C
A voice is heard by all to cry	C
See there see there Timotheus	L
Behold the cranes of Ibycus	L
The heavens become as black as night	S2
And o'er the theatre they see	L
Far over head a dusky flight	S2
Of cranes approaching hastily	L
	-
Of Ibycus That name so blest	S2
With new born sorrow fills each breast	S2
As waves on waves in ocean rise	L
From mouth to mouth it swiftly flies	L
Of Ibycus whom we lament	S2
Who fell beneath the murderer's hand	S2
What mean those words that from him went	S2
What means this cranes' advancing band	S2
	-
And louder still become the cries	L
And soon this thought foreboding flies	L
Through every heart with speed of light	S2
Observe in this the furies' might	S2
The poets manes are now appeased	S2
The murderer seeks his own arrest	S2
Let him who spoke the word be seized	S2
And him to whom it was addressed	S2
	-
That word he had no sooner spoke	Y2
Than he its sound would fain invoke	Y2
In vain his mouth with terror pale	H
Tells of his guilt the fearful tale	H
Before the judge they drag them now	I2
The scene becomes the tribunal	H
Their crimes the villains both avow	I2
When neath the vengeance stroke they fall	H