The Rivers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BC D EE F GH I JK G LM C BN B BC O BP M QR Q SG R BT B UN B BV S BW Q SX B EY

RHINEA
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True as becometh a Switzer I watch over Germany's bordersB
But the light footed Gaul jumps o'er the suffering streamC
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RHINE AND MOSELLED
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Many a year have I clasped in my arms the Lorrainian maidenE
But our union as yet ne'er has been blest with a sonE
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DANUBE INF
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Round me are dwelling the falcon eyed race the Phaeacian peopleG
Sunday with them never ends ceaselessly moves round the spitH
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MAINI
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Ay it is true that my castles are crumbling yet to my comfortJ
Have I for centuries past seen my old race still endureK
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SAALEG
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Short is my course during which I salute many princes and nationsL
Yet the princes are good ay and the nations are freeM
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ILMC
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Poor are my banks it is true but yet my soft flowing watersB
Many immortal lays here borne by the current alongN
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PLEISSEB
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Flat is my shore and shallow my current alas all my writersB
Both in prose and in verse drink far too deep of its streamC
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ELBEO
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All ye others speak only a jargon 'mongst Germany's riversB
None speak German but me I but in Misnia aloneP
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SPREEM
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Ramler once gave me language my Caesar a subject and thereforeQ
I had my mouth then stuffed full but I've been silent since thatR
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WESERQ
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Nothing alas can be said about me I really can't furnishS
Matter enough to the Muse e'en for an epigram smallG
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MINERAL WATERS ATR
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Singular country what excellent taste in its fountains and riversB
In its people alone none have I ever yet foundT
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PEGNTTZB
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I for a long time have been a hypochondriacal subjectU
I but flow on because it has my habit been longN
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THE RIVERSB
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We would gladly remain in the lands that own as their mastersB
Soft their yoke ever is and all their burdens are lightV
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SALZACHS
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I to salt the archbishopric come from Juvavia's mountainsB
Then to Bavaria turn where they have great need of saltW
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THE ANONYMOUS RIVERQ
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Lenten food for the pious bishop's table to furnishS
By my Creator I'm poured over the famishing landX
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LES FLEUVES INDISCRETSB
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Pray be silent ye rivers One sees ye have no more discretionE
Than in a case we could name Diderot's favorites hadY

Friedrich Schiller



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