The Episode Of Nisus And Euryalus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A PARAPHRASE FROM THE NEID LIB IXA
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Nisus the guardian of the portal stoodB
Eager to gild his arms with hostile bloodC
Well skill'd in fight the quivering lance to wieldD
Or pour his arrow through th' embattled fieldD
From Ida ton' he left his sylvan caveE
And sought a foreign home a distant graveE
To watch the movements of the Daunian hostF
With him Euraylius sustains the postF
No lovelier mien adorn'd the ranks of TroyG
And beardiess bloom yet graced the gallant boyG
Though few the seasons of his youthful lifeH
As yet a novice in the martial strifeH
'Twas his with beauty valour's gifts to shareI
A soul heroic as his form was fairI
These burn with one pure flame of generous loveJ
In peace in war united still they moveK
Friendship and glory form their joint rewardL
And now combined they hold their nightly guardM
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'What god ' exclaimed the first 'instils this fireN
Or in itself a god what great desireN
My labouring soul with anxious thought opress'dM
Abhors this station of inglorious restM
The love of fame with this can ill accordM
Be't mine to seek for glory with my swordM
Seest thou yon camp with torches twinkling dimO
Where drunken slumbers wrap each lazy limbO
Where confidence and and ease the watch disdainP
And drowsy Silence holds her sable reignP
Then hear my thought In deep and sullen griefQ
Our troops and leaders mourn their absent chiefQ
Now could the gifts and promiised prize be thineR
The deed the danger and the fame be mineR
Were this decreed beneath yon rising moundM
Methinks an easy path perchance were foundM
Which past I speed my way to Pallas' wallsA
And lead neas from Evander's halls '-
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With equal ardour fired and warlike joyG
His glowing friend address'd the Dardan boyG
'These deeds my Nisus shalt thou dare aloneS
Must all the fame the peril be thlne ownS
Am I by thee despised and left afarT
As one unfit to share the toils of warU
Not thus his son the great Opheltes taughtM
Not thus my sire in Argive combats foughtM
Not thus when Ilion fell by heavenly hateM
I track'd neas through the walks of fateM
Thou know'st my deeds my breast devoid of fearV
And hostile life drops dim my gory spearV
Here is a soul with hope immortal burnsA
And life ignoble life for glory spurnsA
Fame fame fs cheaply earn'd by fleeting breathW
The price of honour is the sleep of death '-
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Then Nisus 'Calm thy bosom's fond alarmsA
Thy heart beats fiercely to the din of armsA
More dear thy worth and valour than my ownS
I swear by him who fills Olympus' throneS
So may I triumph as I speak the truthX
And clasp again the comrade of my youthX
But should I fall and he who dares advanceA
Through hostile legions must abide by chanceA
If some Rutulian arm with adverse blowY
Should lay the friend who ever loved thee lowY
Live thou such beauties I would fain preserveZ
Thy budding years a lengthen'd term deserveZ
When humbled in the dust let some one beA2
Whose gentle eyes will shed one tear for meA2
Whose manly arm may snatch me back by forceA
Or wealth redeem from foes my captive corseA
Or if my destiny these last denyB2
If in the spoiler's power my ashes lieB2
Thy pious care may raise a simple tombC2
To mark thy love and signalize my doomC2
Why should thy doting wretched mother weepD2
Her only boy reclined in endless sleepD2
Who for thy sake the tempest's fury daredM
Who for thy sake war's deadly peril sharedM
Who braved what woman ne'er braved beforeU
And left her native for the Latian shore '-
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'In vain you damp the ardour of my soul '-
Replied Euryalus 'it scorns controlE2
Hence let us haste ' their brother guards aroseA
Roused by their call nor court again reposeA
The pair bouyed up on Hope's exulting wingF2
Their stations leave and speed to seek the kingF2
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Now o'er the earth a solemn stillness ranG2
And lull'd alike the cares of brute and manG2
Save where the Dardan leaders rughtly holdM
Alternate converse and their plans unfoldM
On one great point the council are agreedM
An insttant message to their prince decreedM
Each lean'd upon the lance he well could wieldM
And poised with easy arm his ancient shieldM
When Nisus and his friend their leave requestM
To offer something to their high behestM
With anxious trernors yet unawed by fearV
The faithful pair before the throne appearV
Iulus greets them at his kind commandM
The elder first address'd the hoary bandM
'With patience' thus Hyctacides heganG2
'Attend nor judge from youth our humble planG2
Where yonder beacons half expiring beamH2
Our slumbering foes of future conquest deamH2
Nor heed that we a secret path have tracedM
Between th'e ocean and the portal placedM
Beneath the covert of the blackening smokeI2
Whose shade securely our design will cloakI2
If you ye chiefs and fortune will allowJ2
We'll bend our oourse to yonder mountain's browJ2
Where Pallas' walls at distance meet the sightM
Seen o'er the glade when not obscured by nightM
Then shall neas in his pride returnG2
When hostile rnatrons raise their offspring's urnG2
And Latian spoils and purpled heaps of deadM
Shall rnark the havoc of our hero's treadM
Such is our purpose not uknown the wayK2
Whore yonder torrent's devious waters strayK2
Oft have we seen when huntlng by the streamH2
The distant spires above the valleys gleam '-
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Mature in years for sober wisdom famedM
Moved by the speech Alethes here exclaim'dM
'Ye parent gods who rule the fate of TroyG
Still dwells the Dardan spirit in the boyG
When minds like these in striplings thus ye raiseA
Yours is the godlike act be yours the praiseA
In gallant youth my fainting hopes reviveL2
And Ilion's wonted glories still survive '-
Then in his warm embrace the boys he press'dM
And quivering strain'd them to his aged breastM
With tears the burning cheek of each bedew'dM
And sobbing thus his first discourse renew'dM
'What gift my countrymen what martial prizeA
Can we bestow which you may not despiseA
Our deities the first best boon have givenG2
Internal virtues are the gift of HeavenG2
What poor rewards can bless your deeds on earthM2
Doubtless await such young exalted worthM2
neas and Ascanius shall combineG2
To yield applause far far surpassing mine '-
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Inlus then ' By all the powers aboveJ
By those Penates who my country loveJ
By hoary Vesta's sacred fane I swearI
My hopes are all in you ye generous pairI
Restore my father to my grateful sightM
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Nisus two silver goblets are thine ownG2
Saved from Arisba's stately domes o'erthrownG2
My sire secured them on that fatal dayM
Nor left such bowls an Argive robber's preyM
Two massy tripods also shall be thineG2
Two talents polish'd from the glittering mineG2
An ancient cup which Tyrian Dido gaveE
While yet our vessels press'd the Punic waveE
But when the hostile chiefs at length bow downG2
When great neas wears Hesperia's crownG2
The casque the buckler and the fiery steedM
Which Turnus guides with more than mortal speedM
Are thine no envious lot shall then be castM
I pledge my word irrevocably pastM
Nay more twelve slaves and twice six captive damesA
To soothe thy softer hours with amorous flamesA
And all the realms which now the Latins swayM
The labours of to night shall well repayM
But thou my generous youth whose tender yearsA
Arc near my own whose worth rny heart reveresA
Henceforth affection sweetly thus begunG2
Shall join our bosoms and our souls in oneG2
Without thy aid no glory shall be mineG2
Without thy dear advice no great designG2
Alike through life esteem'd thou godlike boyG
In war my bulwark and in peace my joy '-
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To him Euryalus 'No day shall shameN2
The rising glories which from this I claimN2
Fortune may favour or the skies may frownG2
But valour spite of fate obtains renownG2
Yet ere froY

George Gordon Byron



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