The Lay Of The Mountain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF CGCGHH IJIJKK LMLMNN OPQPMMTo the solemn abyss leads the terrible path | A |
The life and death winding dizzy between | B |
In thy desolate way grim with menace and wrath | A |
To daunt thee the spectres of giants are seen | B |
That thou wake not the wild one all silently tread | C |
Let thy lip breathe no breath in the pathway of dread | C |
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High over the marge of the horrible deep | D |
Hangs and hovers a bridge with its phantom like span | E |
Not by man was it built o'er the vastness to sweep | D |
Such thought never came to the daring of man | E |
The stream roars beneath late and early it raves | F |
But the bridge which it threatens is safe from the waves | F |
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Black yawning a portal thy soul to affright | C |
Like the gate to the kingdom the fiend for the king | G |
Yet beyond it there smiles but a land of delight | C |
Where the autumn in marriage is met with the spring | G |
From a lot which the care and the trouble assail | H |
Could I fly to the bliss of that balm breathing vale | H |
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Through that field from a fount ever hidden their birth | I |
Four rivers in tumult rush roaringly forth | J |
They fly to the fourfold divisions of earth | I |
The sunrise the sunset the south and the north | J |
And true to the mystical mother that bore | K |
Forth they rush to their goal and are lost evermore | K |
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High over the races of men in the blue | L |
Of the ether the mount in twin summits is riven | M |
There veiled in the gold woven webs of the dew | L |
Moves the dance of the clouds the pale daughters of heaven | M |
There in solitude circles their mystical maze | N |
Where no witness can hearken no earthborn surveys | N |
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August on a throne which no ages can move | O |
Sits a queen in her beauty serene and sublime | P |
The diadem blazing with diamonds above | Q |
The glory of brows never darkened by time | P |
His arrows of light on that form shoots the sun | M |
And he gilds them with all but he warms them with none | M |
Friedrich Schiller
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