The Eve Of Waterloo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCC DEDEEFEFF GHIHJCHCC KLKLLLLLL MNMFNONO| There was a sound of revelry by night | A |
| And Belgium's capital had gathered then | B |
| Her beauty and her chivalry and bright | A |
| The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men | B |
| A thousand hearts beat happily and when | B |
| Music arose with its voluptuous swell | C |
| Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again | B |
| And all went merry as a marriage bell | C |
| But hush hark a deep sound strikes like a rising knell | C |
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| Did ye not hear it No 'twas but the wind | D |
| Or the car rattling o'er the stony street | E |
| On with the dance let joy be unconfined | D |
| No sleep till morn when youth and pleasure meet | E |
| To chase the glowing hours with flying feet | E |
| But hark that heavy sound breaks in once more | F |
| As if the clouds its echo would repeat | E |
| And nearer clearer deadlier than before | F |
| Arm arm it is it is the cannon's opening roar | F |
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| Within a windowed niche of that high hall | G |
| Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain he did hear | H |
| That sound the first amidst the festival | I |
| And caught its tone with death's prophetic ear | H |
| And when they smiled because he deemed it near | J |
| His heart more truly knew that peal too well | C |
| Which stretched his father on a bloody bier | H |
| And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell | C |
| He rushed into the field and foremost fighting fell | C |
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| Ah then and there was hurrying to and fro | K |
| And gathering tears and tremblings of distress | L |
| And cheeks all pale which but an hour ago | K |
| Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness | L |
| And there were sudden partings such as press | L |
| The life from out young hearts and choking sighs | L |
| Which ne'er might be repeated who would guess | L |
| If ever more should meet those mutual eyes | L |
| Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise | L |
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| And there was mounting in hot haste the steed | M |
| The mustering squadron and the clattering car | N |
| Went pouring forward with impetuous speed | M |
| And swiftly forming in the ranks of war | F |
| And the deep thunder peal on peal afar | N |
| And near the beat of the alarming drum | O |
| Roused up the soldier ere the morning star | N |
| While thronged the citizens with terror dumb | O |
| Or whispering with white lips 'The foe they come they come ' | - |
George Gordon Byron
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