Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - To Ianthe. {1} Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCC DADAAEAEE FGFGGHGHH EIEIIJIJJ KLKLLMLNNNot in those climes where I have late been straying | A |
Though Beauty long hath there been matchless deemed | B |
Not in those visions to the heart displaying | A |
Forms which it sighs but to have only dreamed | B |
Hath aught like thee in truth or fancy seemed | B |
Nor having seen thee shall I vainly seek | C |
To paint those charms which varied as they beamed | B |
To such as see thee not my words were weak | C |
To those who gaze on thee what language could they speak | C |
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Ah mayst thou ever be what now thou art | D |
Nor unbeseem the promise of thy spring | A |
As fair in form as warm yet pure in heart | D |
Love's image upon earth without his wing | A |
And guileless beyond Hope's imagining | A |
And surely she who now so fondly rears | E |
Thy youth in thee thus hourly brightening | A |
Beholds the rainbow of her future years | E |
Before whose heavenly hues all sorrow disappears | E |
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Young Peri of the West 'tis well for me | F |
My years already doubly number thine | G |
My loveless eye unmoved may gaze on thee | F |
And safely view thy ripening beauties shine | G |
Happy I ne'er shall see them in decline | G |
Happier that while all younger hearts shall bleed | H |
Mine shall escape the doom thine eyes assign | G |
To those whose admiration shall succeed | H |
But mixed with pangs to Love's even loveliest hours decreed | H |
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Oh let that eye which wild as the gazelle's | E |
Now brightly bold or beautifully shy | I |
Wins as it wanders dazzles where it dwells | E |
Glance o'er this page nor to my verse deny | I |
That smile for which my breast might vainly sigh | I |
Could I to thee be ever more than friend | J |
This much dear maid accord nor question why | I |
To one so young my strain I would commend | J |
But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend | J |
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Such is thy name with this my verse entwined | K |
And long as kinder eyes a look shall cast | L |
On Harold's page Ianthe's here enshrined | K |
Shall thus be first beheld forgotten last | L |
My days once numbered should this homage past | L |
Attract thy fairy fingers near the lyre | M |
Of him who hailed thee loveliest as thou wast | L |
Such is the most my memory may desire | N |
Though more than Hope can claim could Friendship less require | N |
George Gordon Byron
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