Elijah's Mantle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDEC FFGFFH FFIFFI CCJKLJ JJFFFF MNOFFO JJFFFF PPJQQJ FFRFFR SSTJJU VVFJJF WWFXKF FFYZZY FFZA2A2Z FFFB2B2F C2C2CSHC| A TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF THE RIGHT HON WILLIAM PITT | A |
| When by th' Almighty's dread command | B |
| Elijah call'd from Israel's land | B |
| Rose in the sacred flame | C |
| His Mantle good Elisha caught | D |
| And with the Prophet's spirit fraught | E |
| Her second hope became | C |
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| In Pitt our Israel saw combined | F |
| The Patriot's heart the Prophet's mind | F |
| Elijah's spirit here | G |
| Now sad reverse that spirit reft | F |
| No confidence no hope is left | F |
| For no Elijah's near | H |
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| Is there among the greedy band | F |
| Who've seized on power with harpy hand | F |
| And Patriot worth assume | I |
| One on whom public faith can rest | F |
| One fit to wear Elijah's vest | F |
| And cheer a Nation's gloom | I |
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| Grenville to aid thy Treasury fame | C |
| A portion of Pitt's Mantle claim | C |
| His gen'rous ardour feel | J |
| Resolve 'bove sordid self to soar | K |
| Amidst Exchequer gold be poor | L |
| Thy wealth the public weal | J |
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| Fox if on thee some remnant fall | J |
| The shred may to thy mind recall | J |
| Those hours of loud debate | F |
| When thy unhallow'd lips be praised | F |
| The glorious fabric traitors raised | F |
| An Bourbon's fallen state | F |
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| Thy soul let Pitt's example fire | M |
| With patriot zeal thy tongue inspire | N |
| Spite of thy Gallic leaven | O |
| And teach thee in thy latest day | F |
| His form of prayer if thou canst pray | F |
| O save my country Heaven | O |
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| Windham if e'er thy sorrows flow | J |
| For private loss or public woe | J |
| Thy rigid bow unbend | F |
| Tears over C sar Brutus shed | F |
| His hatred warr'd not with the dead | F |
| And Pitt was once thy friend | F |
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| Does Envy bid thee not to mourn | P |
| Hold then his Mantle up to scorn | P |
| His well earn'd fame assail | J |
| Of funeral honors stript his corse | Q |
| And at his virtues till thou'rt hoarse | Q |
| Like curst Thersites rail | J |
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| Illustrious Roscius of the State | F |
| New breech'd and harness'd for debate | F |
| Thou wonder of thy age | R |
| Petty or Betty art thou height | F |
| By Granta sent to strut thy night | F |
| On Stephen's bustling stage | R |
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| Pitt's 'Chequer robe 'tis thine to wear | S |
| Take of his Mantle too a share | S |
| 'Twill aid thy Ways and Means | T |
| And should Fat Jack and his Cabal | J |
| Cry Rob us the Exchequer Hal | J |
| 'Twill charm away the fiends | U |
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| Sage Palinurus of the realm | V |
| By Vincent call'd to take the helm | V |
| And play his proxy's part | F |
| Dost thou or star or compass know | J |
| Canst reef aloft or hand below | J |
| Past conn'd the shipman's chart | F |
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| No From Pitt's Mantle tear a rag | W |
| Enough to serve thee for a flag | W |
| And hoist it on thy mast | F |
| Beneath that sign our prosperous star | X |
| Shall future Nelsons rush to war | K |
| And rival victories past | F |
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| Sidmouth though low his head is laid | F |
| Who call'd thee from thy native shade | F |
| An gave thee second birth | Y |
| Gave thee the sweets of Power and Place | Z |
| The tufted gown the gilded mace | Z |
| And rear'd thy puny worth | Y |
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| Think how his Mantle wrapp'd thee round | F |
| Is one of equal virtue found | F |
| Among thy new compeers | Z |
| Or can thy cloak of Amiens stuff | A2 |
| Once laugh'd to scorn by Blue and Buff | A2 |
| Screen thee from Windham's jeers | Z |
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| When Faction threaten'd Britain's land | F |
| Thy new made friends a desperate band | F |
| Like Ahab stood reproved | F |
| Pitt's powerful tongue their rage could check | B2 |
| His counsel saved 'midst General wreck | B2 |
| The Israel that he loved | F |
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| Yes honor'd shade whilst near thy grave | C2 |
| The letter'd sage and chieftain brave | C2 |
| The votive marble claim | C |
| O'er thy cold corse the public tear | S |
| Congeal'd a crystal shrine shall rear | H |
| Unsullied as thy fame | C |
George Canning
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