Epistle To Augusta.[83] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCBDDD A EFGHIHJJ A KLMLMDNN O PQRQRQOO O QSQSQSTT O UVUVWVXQ O YZYOYZOA2 O B2C2B2C2D2USS O NE2NE2NE2OG O F2JF2JF2JG2G2 O H2OH2OH2OOO O I2OI2OI2OJ2J2 O K2BK2BK2BJJ O L2VH2UQVOO O M2N2O2N2O2N2P2P2 O Q2CO2CQ2CR2E AI | A |
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My Sister my sweet Sister if a name | B |
Dearer and purer were it should be thine | C |
Mountains and seas divide us but I claim | B |
No tears but tenderness to answer mine | C |
Go where I will to me thou art the same | B |
A loved regret which I would not resign z | D |
There yet are two things in my destiny | D |
A world to roam through and a home with thee | D |
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II | A |
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The first were nothing had I still the last | E |
It were the haven of my happiness | F |
But other claims and other ties thou hast aa | G |
And mine is not the wish to make them less | H |
A strange doom is thy father's son's and past ab | I |
Recalling as it lies beyond redress | H |
Reversed for him our grandsire's fate of yore | J |
He had no rest at sea nor I on shore | J |
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III | A |
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If my inheritance of storms hath been | K |
In other elements and on the rocks | L |
Of perils overlooked or unforeseen | M |
I have sustained my share of worldly shocks | L |
The fault was mine nor do I seek to screen | M |
My errors with defensive paradox ac | D |
I have been cunning in mine overthrow | N |
The careful pilot of my proper woe | N |
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IV | O |
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Mine were my faults and mine be their reward | P |
My whole life was a contest since the day | Q |
That gave me being gave me that which marred | R |
The gift a fate or will that walked astray | Q |
And I at times have found the struggle hard | R |
And thought of shaking off my bonds of clay | Q |
But now I fain would for a time survive | O |
If but to see what next can well arrive | O |
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V | O |
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Kingdoms and Empires in my little day | Q |
I have outlived and yet I am not old | S |
And when I look on this the petty spray | Q |
Of my own years of trouble which have rolled | S |
Like a wild bay of breakers melts away | Q |
Something I know not what does still uphold | S |
A spirit of slight patience not in vain | T |
Even for its own sake do we purchase Pain | T |
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VI | O |
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Perhaps the workings of defiance stir | U |
Within me or perhaps a cold despair | V |
Brought on when ills habitually recur | U |
Perhaps a kinder clime or purer air | V |
For even to this may change of soul refer ad | W |
And with light armour we may learn to bear | V |
Have taught me a strange quiet which was not | X |
The chief companion of a calmer lot ae | Q |
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VII | O |
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I feel almost at times as I have felt | Y |
In happy childhood trees and flowers and brooks | Z |
Which do remember me of where I dwelt | Y |
Ere my young mind was sacrificed to books af | O |
Come as of yore upon me and can melt | Y |
My heart with recognition of their looks | Z |
And even at moments I could think I see | O |
Some living thing to love but none like thee ag | A2 |
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VIII | O |
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Here are the Alpine landscapes which create | B2 |
A fund for contemplation to admire | C2 |
Is a brief feeling of a trivial date | B2 |
But something worthier do such scenes inspire | C2 |
Here to be lonely is not desolate | D2 |
For much I view which I could most desire | U |
And above all a Lake I can behold | S |
Lovelier not dearer than our own of old | S |
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IX | O |
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Oh that thou wert but with me but I grow | N |
The fool of my own wishes and forget | E2 |
The solitude which I have vaunted so | N |
Has lost its praise in this but one regret | E2 |
There may be others which I less may show | N |
I am not of the plaintive mood and yet | E2 |
I feel an ebb in my philosophy | O |
And the tide rising in my altered eye ah | G |
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X | O |
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I did remind thee of our own dear Lake | F2 |
By the old Hall which may be mine no more | J |
Leman's is fair but think not I forsake | F2 |
The sweet remembrance of a dearer shore | J |
Sad havoc Time must with my memory make | F2 |
Ere that or thou can fade these eyes before | J |
Though like all things which I have loved they are | G2 |
Resigned for ever or divided far | G2 |
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XI | O |
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The world is all before me I but ask | H2 |
Of Nature that with which she will comply | O |
It is but in her Summer's sun to bask | H2 |
To mingle with the quiet of her sky | O |
To see her gentle face without a mask | H2 |
And never gaze on it with apathy | O |
She was my early friend and now shall be | O |
My sister till I look again on thee | O |
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XII | O |
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I can reduce all feelings but this one | I2 |
And that I would not for at length I see | O |
Such scenes as those wherein my life begun | I2 |
The earliest even the only paths for me ai | O |
Had I but sooner learnt the crowd to shun | I2 |
I had been better than I now can be | O |
The Passions which have torn me would have slept | J2 |
I had not suffered and thou hadst not wept | J2 |
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XIII | O |
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With false Ambition what had I to do | K2 |
Little with Love and least of all with Fame | B |
And yet they came unsought and with me grew | K2 |
And made me all which they can make a Name | B |
Yet this was not the end I did pursue | K2 |
Surely I once beheld a nobler aim | B |
But all is over I am one the more | J |
To baffled millions which have gone before | J |
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XIV | O |
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And for the future this world's future may aj | L2 |
From me demand but little of my care | V |
I have outlived myself by many a day ak | H2 |
Having survived so many things that were | U |
My years have been no slumber but the prey | Q |
Of ceaseless vigils for I had the share | V |
Of life which might have filled a century | O |
Before its fourth in time had passed me by | O |
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XV | O |
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And for the remnant which may be to come al | M2 |
I am content and for the past I feel | N2 |
Not thankless for within the crowded sum | O2 |
Of struggles Happiness at times would steal | N2 |
And for the present I would not benumb | O2 |
My feelings farther Nor shall I conceal | N2 |
That with all this I still can look around | P2 |
And worship Nature with a thought profound | P2 |
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XVI | O |
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For thee my own sweet sister in thy heart | Q2 |
I know myself secure as thou in mine | C |
We were and are I am even as thou art am | O2 |
Beings who ne'er each other can resign | C |
It is the same together or apart | Q2 |
From Life's commencement to its slow decline | C |
We are entwined let Death come slow or fast an | R2 |
The tie which bound the first endures the last | E |
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First published Letters and Journals ii | A |
George Gordon Byron
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