Oscar Of Alva. [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGHG IJKJ LMLM NONC PQPQ RSRS BTBT UVWV XYXY ZKZK A2B2A2B2 C2D2GD2 E2CCO F2G2F2G2 H2I2H2I2 XH2XH2 J2H2J2H2 E2K2L2K2 M2ZM2Z YN2YN2 O2H2O2H2 P2Q2P2Q2 R2K2R2K2 M2S2M2E JGJG T2JD2J U2H2U2H2 H2V2H2V2 MKMK W2TW2T KX2KX2 CH2CH2 F2Y2F2Z2 F2A3F2A3 KGKG B3F2B3F2 MNMN C3D3C3D3 EF2EF2 F2JF2J A2KA2K YN2YN2 E3H2E3H2 F2UGW J2S2J2S2 U2U2U2U2 F3U2F3U2 KG3KG3 D3U2D3U2 U2H3U2H3 I3U2I3U2 KH2KH2 U2KU2K U2J3U2J3 U2K3U2K3 U2U2U2U2 NL3NL3 H2U2H2U2 M3F2M3F2 H2UH2U N3J2BJ2 O3L3KL3 U2H2F2H2 U2G3U2G3 H2P3J2P3 U2F2U2F2 JBKB JH2JH2 K2H2K2H2 U2U2U2U2 F2U2GU2 Q3H2LH2 R3U2R3U2 TU2TU2 U2S3U2S3 U2T3U2T3 U3F2U3F2

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How sweetly shines through azure skies	B
The lamp of Heaven on Lora's shore	C
Where Alva's hoary turrets rise	B
And hear the din of arms no more	C
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But often has yon rolling moon	D
On Alva's casques of silver play'd	E
And view'd at midnight's silent noon	D
Her chiefs in gleaming mail array'd	E
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And on the crimson'd rocks beneath	F
Which scowl o'er ocean's sullen flow	G
Pale in the scatter'd ranks of death	H
She saw the gasping warrior low	G
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While many an eye which ne'er again	I
Could mark the rising orb of day	J
Turn'd feebly from the gory plain	K
Beheld in death her fading ray	J
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Once to those eyes the lamp of Love	L
They blest her dear propitious light	M
But now she glimmer'd from above	L
A sad funereal torch of night	M
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Faded is Alva's noble race	N
And grey her towers are seen afar	O
No more her heroes urge the chase	N
Or roll the crimson tide of war	C
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But who was last of Alva's clan	P
Why grows the moss on Alva's stone	Q
Her towers resound no steps of man	P
They echo to the gale alone	Q
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And when that gale is fierce and high	R
A sound is heard in yonder hall	S
It rises hoarsely through the sky	R
And vibrates o'er the mould'ring wall	S
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Yes when the eddying tempest sighs	B
It shakes the shield of Oscar brave	T
But there no more his banners rise	B
No more his plumes of sable wave	T
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Fair shone the sun on Oscar's birth	U
When Angus hail'd his eldest born	V
The vassals round their chieftain's hearth	W
Crowd to applaud the happy morn	V
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They feast upon the mountain deer	X
The Pibroch rais'd its piercing note	Y
To gladden more their Highland cheer	X
The strains in martial numbers float	Y
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And they who heard the war notes wild	Z
Hop'd that one day the Pibroch's strain	K
Should play before the Hero's child	Z
While he should lead the Tartan train	K
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Another year is quickly past	A2
And Angus hails another son	B2
His natal day is like the last	A2
Nor soon the jocund feast was done	B2
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Taught by their sire to bend the bow	C2
On Alva's dusky hills of wind	D2
The boys in childhood chas'd the roe	G
And left their hounds in speed behind	D2
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But ere their years of youth are o'er	E2
They mingle in the ranks of war	C
They lightly wheel the bright claymore	C
And send the whistling arrow far	O
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Dark was the flow of Oscar's hair	F2
Wildly it stream'd along the gale	G2
But Allan's locks were bright and fair	F2
And pensive seem'd his cheek and pale	G2
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But Oscar own'd a hero's soul	H2
His dark eye shone through beams of truth	I2
Allan had early learn'd controul	H2
And smooth his words had been from youth	I2
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Both both were brave the Saxon spear	X
Was shiver'd oft beneath their steel	H2
And Oscar's bosom scorn'd to fear	X
But Oscar's bosom knew to feel	H2
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While Allan's soul belied his form	J2
Unworthy with such charms to dwell	H2
Keen as the lightning of the storm	J2
On foes his deadly vengeance fell	H2
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From high Southannon's distant tower	E2
Arrived a young and noble dame	K2
With Kenneth's lands to form her dower	L2
Glenalvon's blue eyed daughter came	K2
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And Oscar claim'd the beauteous bride	M2
And Angus on his Oscar smil'd	Z
It soothed the father's feudal pride	M2
Thus to obtain Glenalvon's child	Z
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Hark to the Pibroch's pleasing note	Y
Hark to the swelling nuptial song	N2
In joyous strains the voices float	Y
And still the choral peal prolong	N2
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See how the Heroes' blood red plumes	O2
Assembled wave in Alva's hall	H2
Each youth his varied plaid assumes	O2
Attending on their chieftain's call	H2
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It is not war their aid demands	P2
The Pibroch plays the song of peace	Q2
To Oscar's nuptials throng the bands	P2
Nor yet the sounds of pleasure cease	Q2
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But where is Oscar sure 'tis late	R2
Is this a bridegroom's ardent flame	K2
While thronging guests and ladies wait	R2
Nor Oscar nor his brother came	K2
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At length young Allan join'd the bride	M2
Why comes not Oscar Angus said	S2
Is he not here the Youth replied	M2
With me he rov'd not o'er the glade	E
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Perchance forgetful of the day	J
'Tis his to chase the bounding roe	G
Or Ocean's waves prolong his stay	J
Yet Oscar's bark is seldom slow	G
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Oh no the anguish'd Sire rejoin'd	T2
Nor chase nor wave my Boy delay	J
Would he to Mora seem unkind	D2
Would aught to her impede his way	J
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Oh search ye Chiefs oh search around	U2
Allan with these through Alva fly	H2
Till Oscar till my son is found	U2
Haste haste nor dare attempt reply	H2
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All is confusion through the vale	H2
The name of Oscar hoarsely rings	V2
It rises on the murm'ring gale	H2
Till night expands her dusky wings	V2
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It breaks the stillness of the night	M
But echoes through her shades in vain	K
It sounds through morning's misty light	M
But Oscar comes not o'er the plain	K
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Three days three sleepless nights the Chief	W2
For Oscar search'd each mountain cave	T
Then hope is lost in boundless grief	W2
His locks in grey torn ringlets wave	T
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Oscar my son thou God of Heav'n	K
Restore the prop of sinking age	X2
Or if that hope no more is given	K
Yield his assassin to my rage	X2
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Yes on some desert rocky shore	C
My Oscar's whiten'd bones must lie	H2
Then grant thou God I ask no more	C
With him his frantic Sire may die	H2
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Yet he may live away despair	F2
Be calm my soul he yet may live	Y2
T' arraign my fate my voice forbear	F2
O God my impious prayer forgive	Z2
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What if he live for me no more	F2
I sink forgotten in the dust	A3
The hope of Alva's age is o'er	F2
Alas can pangs like these be just	A3
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Thus did the hapless Parent mourn	K
Till Time who soothes severest woe	G
Had bade serenity return	K
And made the tear drop cease to flow	G
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For still some latent hope surviv'd	B3
That Oscar might once more appear	F2
His hope now droop'd and now revived	B3
Till Time had told a tedious year	F2
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Days roll'd along the orb of light	M
Again had run his destined race	N
No Oscar bless'd his father's sight	M
And sorrow left a fainter trace	N
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For youthful Allan still remain'd	C3
And now his father's only joy	D3
And Mora's heart was quickly gain'd	C3
For beauty crown'd the fair hair'd boy	D3
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She thought that Oscar low was laid	E
And Allan's face was wondrous fair	F2
If Oscar liv'd some other maid	E
Had claim'd his faithless bosom's care	F2
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And Angus said if one year more	F2
In fruitless hope was pass'd away	J
His fondest scruples should be o'er	F2
And he would name their nuptial day	J
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Slow roll'd the moons but blest at last	A2
Arriv'd the dearly destin'd morn	K
The year of anxious trembling past	A2
What smiles the lovers' cheeks adorn	K
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Hark to the Pibroch's pleasing note	Y
Hark to the swelling nuptial song	N2
In joyous strains the voices float	Y
And still the choral peal prolong	N2
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Again the clan in festive crowd	E3
Throng through the gate of Alva's hall	H2
The sounds of mirth re echo loud	E3
And all their former joy recall	H2
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But who is he whose darken'd brow	F2
Glooms in the midst of general mirth	U
Before his eyes' far fiercer glow	G
The blue flames curdle o'er the hearth	W
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Dark is the robe which wraps his form	J2
And tall his plume of gory red	S2
His voice is like the rising storm	J2
But light and trackless is his tread	S2
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'Tis noon of night the pledge goes round	U2
The bridegroom's health is deeply quaff'd	U2
With shouts the vaulted roofs resound	U2
And all combine to hail the draught	U2
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Sudden the stranger chief arose	F3
And all the clamorous crowd are hush'd	U2
And Angus' cheek with wonder glows	F3
And Mora's tender bosom blush'd	U2
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Old man he cried this pledge is done	K
Thou saw'st 'twas truly drunk by me	G3
It hail'd the nuptials of thy son	K
Now will I claim a pledge from thee	G3
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While all around is mirth and joy	D3
To bless thy Allan's happy lot	U2
Say hadst thou ne'er another boy	D3
Say why should Oscar be forgot	U2
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Alas the hapless Sire replied	U2
The big tear starting as he spoke	H3
When Oscar left my hall or died	U2
This aged heart was almost broke	H3
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Thrice has the earth revolv'd her course	I3
Since Oscar's form has bless'd my sight	U2
And Allan is my last resource	I3
Since martial Oscar's death or flight	U2
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'Tis well replied the stranger stern	K
And fiercely flash'd his rolling eye	H2
Thy Oscar's fate I fain would learn	K
Perhaps the Hero did not die	H2
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Perchance if those whom most he lov'd	U2
Would call thy Oscar might return	K
Perchance the chief has only rov'd	U2
For him thy Beltane yet may burn	K
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Fill high the bowl the table round	U2
We will not claim the pledge by stealth	J3
With wine let every cup be crown'd	U2
Pledge me departed Oscar's health	J3
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With all my soul old Angus said	U2
And fill'd his goblet to the brim	K3
Here's to my boy alive or dead	U2
I ne'er shall find a son like him	K3
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Bravely old man this health has sped	U2
But why does Allan trembling stand	U2
Come drink remembrance of the dead	U2
And raise thy cup with firmer hand	U2
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The crimson glow of Allan's face	N
Was turn'd at once to ghastly hue	L3
The drops of death each other chace	N
Adown in agonizing dew	L3
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Thrice did he raise the goblet high	H2
And thrice his lips refused to taste	U2
For thrice he caught the stranger's eye	H2
On his with deadly fury plac'd	U2
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And is it thus a brother hails	M3
A brother's fond remembrance here	F2
If thus affection's strength prevails	M3
What might we not expect from fear	F2
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Roused by the sneer he rais'd the bowl	H2
Would Oscar now could share our mirth	U
Internal fear appall'd his soul	H2
He said and dash'd the cup to earth	U
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'Tis he I hear my murderer's voice	N3
Loud shrieks a darkly gleaming Form	J2
A murderer's voice the roof replies	B
And deeply swells the bursting storm	J2
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The tapers wink the chieftains shrink	O3
The stranger's gone amidst the crew	L3
A Form was seen in tartan green	K
And tall the shade terrific grew	L3
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His waist was bound with a broad belt round	U2
His plume of sable stream'd on high	H2
But his breast was bare with the red wounds there	F2
And fix'd was the glare of his glassy eye	H2
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And thrice he smil'd with his eye so wild	U2
On Angus bending low the knee	G3
And thrice he frown'd on a Chief on the ground	U2
Whom shivering crowds with horror see	G3
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The bolts loud roll from pole to pole	H2
And thunders through the welkin ring	P3
And the gleaming form through the mist of the storm	J2
Was borne on high by the whirlwind's wing	P3
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Cold was the feast the revel ceas'd	U2
Who lies upon the stony floor	F2
Oblivion press'd old Angus' breast	U2
At length his life pulse throbs once more	F2
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Away away let the leech essay	J
To pour the light on Allan's eyes	B
His sand is done his race is run	K
Oh never more shall Allan rise	B
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But Oscar's breast is cold as clay	J
His locks are lifted by the gale	H2
And Allan's barb d arrow lay	J
With him in dark Glentanar's vale	H2
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And whence the dreadful stranger came	K2
Or who no mortal wight can tell	H2
But no one doubts the form of flame	K2
For Alva's sons knew Oscar well	H2
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Ambition nerv'd young Allan's hand	U2
Exulting demons wing'd his dart	U2
While Envy wav'd her burning brand	U2
And pour'd her venom round his heart	U2
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Swift is the shaft from Allan's bow	F2
Whose streaming life blood stains his side	U2
Dark Oscar's sable crest is low	G
The dart has drunk his vital tide	U2
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And Mora's eye could Allan move	Q3
She bade his wounded pride rebel	H2
Alas that eyes which beam'd with love	L
Should urge the soul to deeds of Hell	H2
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Lo see'st thou not a lonely tomb	R3
Which rises o'er a warrior dead	U2
It glimmers through the twilight gloom	R3
Oh that is Allan's nuptial bed	U2
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Far distant far the noble grave	T
Which held his clan's great ashes stood	U2
And o'er his corse no banners wave	T
For they were stain'd with kindred blood	U2
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What minstrel grey what hoary bard	U2
Shall Allan's deeds on harp strings raise	S3
The song is glory's chief reward	U2
But who can strike a murd'rer's praise	S3
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Unstrung untouch'd the harp must stand	U2
No minstrel dare the theme awake	T3
Guilt would benumb his palsied hand	U2
His harp in shuddering chords would break	T3
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No lyre of fame no hallow'd verse	U3
Shall sound his glories high in air	F2
A dying father's bitter curse	U3
A brother's death groan echoes there	F2

George Gordon Byron

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