Ossian's Address To The Sun In "carthon." [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KLMMNNOOPPQQRRSSOOTT IIUUVVWWRRXYOh thou that roll'st above thy glorious Fire | A |
Round as the shield which grac'd my godlike Sire | A |
Whence are the beams O Sun thy endless blaze | B |
Which far eclipse each minor Glory's rays | B |
Forth in thy Beauty here thou deign'st to shine | C |
Night quits her car the twinkling stars decline | C |
Pallid and cold the Moon descends to cave | D |
Her sinking beams beneath the Western wave | D |
But thou still mov'st alone of light the Source | E |
Who can o'ertake thee in thy fiery course | E |
Oaks of the mountains fall the rocks decay | F |
Weighed down with years the hills dissolve away | F |
A certain space to yonder Moon is given | G |
She rises smiles and then is lost in Heaven | G |
Ocean in sullen murmurs ebbs and flows | H |
But thy bright beam unchanged for ever glows | H |
When Earth is darkened with tempestuous skies | I |
When Thunder shakes the sphere and Lightning flies | I |
Thy face O Sun no rolling blasts deform | J |
Thou look'st from clouds and laughest at the Storm | J |
To Ossian Orb of Light thou look'st in vain | K |
Nor cans't thou glad his ag d eyes again | L |
Whether thy locks in Orient Beauty stream | M |
Or glimmer through the West with fainter gleam | M |
But thou perhaps like me with age must bend | N |
Thy season o'er thy days will find their end | N |
No more yon azure vault with rays adorn | O |
Lull'd in the clouds nor hear the voice of Morn | O |
Exult O Sun in all thy youthful strength | P |
Age dark unlovely Age appears at length | P |
As gleams the moonbeam through the broken cloud | Q |
While mountain vapours spread their misty shroud | Q |
The Northern tempest howls along at last | R |
And wayworn strangers shrink amid the blast | R |
Thou rolling Sun who gild'st those rising towers | S |
Fair didst thou shine upon my earlier hours | S |
I hail'd with smiles the cheering rays of Morn | O |
My breast by no tumultuous Passion torn | O |
Now hateful are thy beams which wake no more | T |
The sense of joy which thrill'd my breast before | T |
Welcome thou cloudy veil of nightly skies | I |
To thy bright canopy the mourner flies | I |
Once bright thy Silence lull'd my frame to rest | U |
And Sleep my soul with gentle visions blest | U |
Now wakeful Grief disdains her mild controul | V |
Dark is the night but darker is my Soul | V |
Ye warring Winds of Heav'n your fury urge | W |
To me congenial sounds your wintry Dirge | W |
Swift as your wings my happier days have past | R |
Keen as your storms is Sorrow's chilling blast | R |
To Tempests thus expos'd my Fate has been | X |
Piercing like yours like yours alas unseen | Y |
George Gordon Byron
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