Sir Eustace Grey Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Scene A MADHOUSEA
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Persons VISITOR PHYSICIAN AND PATIENTB
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VISITORC
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I'll know no more the heart is tornD
By views of woe we cannot healE
Long shall I see these things forlornD
And oft again their griefs shall feelE
As each upon the mind shall stealE
That wan projector's mystic styleF
That lumpish idiot leering byG
That peevish idler's ceaseless wileF
And that poor maiden's half form'd smileF
While struggling for the full drawn sighG
I'll know no moreH
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PHYSICIANI
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Yes turn againJ
Then speed to happier scenes thy wayK
When thou hast view'd what yet remainL
The ruins of Sir Eustace GreyK
The sport of madness misery's preyK
But he will no historian needM
His cares his crimes will he displayK
And show as one from frenzy freedM
The proud lost mind the rash done deedM
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That cell to him is Greyling HallN
Approach he'll bid thee welcome thereO
Will sometimes for his servant callN
And sometimes point the vacant chairO
He can with free and easy airO
Appear attentive and politeP
Can veil his woes in manners fairO
And pity with respect exciteP
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PATIENTB
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Who comes Approach 'tis kindly doneI
My learn'd physician and a friendQ
Their pleasures quit to visit oneI
Who cannot to their ease attendQ
Nor joys bestow nor comforts lendQ
As when I lived so blest so wellR
And dreamt not I must soon contendQ
With those malignant powers of hellR
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PHYSICIANI
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'Less warmth Sir Eustace or we go '-
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PATIENTB
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See I am calm as infant loveS
A very child but one of woeT
Whom you should pity not reproveS
But men at ease who never stroveS
With passions wild will calmly showT
How soon we may their ills removeS
And masters of their madness growT
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Some twenty years I think are goneU
Time flies I know not how awayK
The sun upon no happier shoneV
Nor prouder man than Eustace GreyK
Ask where you would and all would sayK
The man admired and praised of allN
By rich and poor by grave and gayK
Was the young lord of Greyling HallN
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Yes I had youth and rosy healthW
Was nobly form'd as man might beX
For sickness then of all my wealthW
I never gave a single feeX
The ladies fair the maidens freeX
Were all accustom'd then to sayK
Who would a handsome figure seeX
Should look upon Sir Eustace GreyK
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He had a frank and pleasant lookY
A cheerful eye and accent blandZ
His very speech and manner spokeA2
The generous heart the open handZ
About him all was gay or grandZ
He had the praise of great and smallN
He bought improved projected plann'dZ
And reign'd a prince at Greyling HallN
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My lady she was all we loveS
All praise to speak her worth is faintB2
Her manners show'd the yielding doveS
Her morals the seraphic saintB2
She never breath'd nor look'd complaintB2
No equal upon earth had sheX
Now what is this fair thing I paintB2
Alas as all that live shall beX
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There was beside a gallant youthC2
And him my bosom's friend I hadD2
Oh I was rich in very truthC2
It made me proud it made me madD2
Yes I was lost but there was causeE2
Where stood my tale I cannot findF2
But I had all mankind's applauseG2
And all the smiles of womankindF2
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There were two cherub things besideF2
A gracious girl a glorious boyH2
Yet more to swell my full blown prideF2
To varnish higher my fading joyH2
Pleasures were ours without alloyH2
Nay Paradise till my frail EveS
Our bliss was tempted to destroyH2
Deceived and fated to deceiveS
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But I deserved for all that timeI2
When I was loved admired caress'dF2
There was within each secret crimeI2
Unfelt uncancell'd unconfess'dF2
I never then my God address'dF2
In grateful praise or humble prayerO
And if His Word was not my jestF2
Dread thought it never was my careO
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I doubted fool I was to doubtF2
If that all piercing eye could seeX
If He who looks all worlds throughoutF2
Would so minute and careful beX
As to perceive and punish meX
With man I would be great and highS
But with my God so lost that HeX
In His large view should pass me byS
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Thus blest with children friend and wifeS
Blest far beyond the vulgar lotF2
Of all that gladdens human lifeS
Where was the good that I had notF2
But my vile heart had sinful spotF2
And Heaven beheld its deep'ning stainL
Eternal justice I forgotF2
And mercy sought not to obtainL
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Come near I'll softly speak the restF2
Alas 'tis known to all the crowdF2
Her guilty love was all confess'dF2
And his who so much truth avow'dF2
My faithless friend's In pleasure proudF2
I sat when these cursed tidings cameJ2
Their guilt their flight was told aloudF2
And Envy smiled to hear my shameJ2
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I call'd on Vengeance at the wordF2
She came Can I the deed forgetF2
I held the sword the accursed swordF2
The blood of his false heart made wetF2
And that fair victim paid her debtF2
She pined she died she loath'd to liveS
I saw her dying see her yetF2
Fair fallen thing my rage forgiveS
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Those cherubs still my life to blessK2
Were left could I my fears removeS
Sad fears that check'd each fond caressK2
And poison'd all parental loveS
Yet that with jealous feelings stroveS
And would at last have won my willL2
Had I not wretch been doom'd to proveS
Th' extremes of mortal good and illL2
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In youth health joy in beauty's prideF2
They droop'd as flowers when blighted bowM2
The dire infection came they diedF2
And I was cursed as I am nowM2
Nay frown not angry friend allowM2
That I was deeply sorely triedF2
Hear then and you must wonder howM2
I could such storms and strifes abideF2
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Storms not that clouds embattled makeN2
When they afflict this earthly globeO2
But such as with their terrors shakeN2
Man's breast and to the bottom probeO2
They make the hypocrite disrobeO2
They try us all if false or trueP2
For this one Devil had power on JobO2
And I was long the slave of twoP2
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PHYSICIANI
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Peace peace my friend these subjects flyS
Collect thy thoughts go calmly onQ2
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PATIENTF2
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And shall I then the fact denyS
I was thou know'st I was begoneS
Like him who fill'd the eastern throneS
To whom the Watcher cried aloudF2
That royal wretch of BabylonS
Who was so guilty and so proudF2
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Like him with haughty stubborn mindF2
I in my state my comforts soughtF2
Delight and praise I hoped to findF2
In what I builded planted boughtF2
Oh arrogance by misery taughtF2
Soon came a voice I felt it comeR2
'Full be his cup with evil fraughtF2
Demons his guides and death his doom '-
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Then was I cast from out my stateF2
Two fiends of darkness led my wayK
They waked me early watch'd me lateF2
My dread by night my plague by dayK
Oh I was made their sport their playK
Through many a stormy troubled yearS2
And how they used their passive preyK
Is sad to tell but you shall hearT2
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And first before they sent me forthU2
Through this unpitying world to runS
They robb'd Sir Eustace of his worthV2
Lands manors lordships every oneS
So was that gracious man undoneS
Was spurn'd as vile was scorn'd as poorW2
Whom every former friend would shunS
And menials drove from every doorH
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Then rose ill favour'd Ones whom noneS
But my unhappy eyes could viewP2
Led me with wild emotion onS
And with resistless terror drewP2
Through lands we fled o'er seas we flewP2
And halted on a boundless plainS
Where nothing fed nor breathed nor grewP2
But silence ruled the still domainS
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Upon that boundless plain belowT
The setting sun's last rays were shedF2
And gave a mild and sober glowT
Where all were still asleep or deadF2
Vast ruins in the midst were spreadF2
Pillars and pediments sublimeI2
Where the gray mass had form'd a bedF2
And clothed the crumbling spoils of timeI2
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There was I fix'd I know not howM2
Condemn'd for untold years to stayK
Yet years were not one dreadful NowM2
Endured no change of night or dayK
The same mild evening's sleeping rayK
Shone softly solemn and sereneS
And all that time I gazed awayK
The setting sun's sad rays were seenS
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At length a moment's sleep stole onS
Again came my commission'd foesX2
Again through sea and land we're goneS
No peace no respite no reposeX2
Above the dark broad sea we roseX2
We ran through bleak and frozen landF2
I hadF2

George Crabbe



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