The Island: Canto Iii. Poem Rhyme Scheme

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I	A
The fight was o'er the flashing through the gloom	B
Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb	B
Had ceased and sulphury vapours upward driven	C
Had left the Earth and but polluted Heaven	C
The rattling roar which rung in every volley	D
Had left the echoes to their melancholy	D
No more they shrieked their horror boom for boom	B
The strife was done the vanquished had their doom	B
The mutineers were crushed dispersed or ta'en	E
Or lived to deem the happiest were the slain	F
Few few escaped and these were hunted o'er	G
The isle they loved beyond their native shore	H
No further home was theirs it seemed on earth	I
Once renegades to that which gave them birth	I
Tracked like wild beasts like them they sought the wild	J
As to a Mother's bosom flies the child	J
But vainly wolves and lions seek their den	E
And still more vainly men escape from men	E
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II	A
Beneath a rock whose jutting base protrudes	K
Far over Ocean in its fiercest moods	K
When scaling his enormous crag the wave	L
Is hurled down headlong like the foremost brave	L
And falls back on the foaming crowd behind	M
Which fight beneath the banners of the wind	M
But now at rest a little remnant drew	N
Together bleeding thirsty faint and few	N
But still their weapons in their hands and still	O
With something of the pride of former will	O
As men not all unused to meditate	P
And strive much more than wonder at their fate	P
Their present lot was what they had foreseen	Q
And dared as what was likely to have been	R
Yet still the lingering hope which deemed their lot	S
Not pardoned but unsought for or forgot	S
Or trusted that if sought their distant caves	K
Might still be missed amidst the world of waves	K
Had weaned their thoughts in part from what they saw	K
And felt the vengeance of their country's law	K
Their sea green isle their guilt won Paradise	K
No more could shield their Virtue or their Vice	K
Their better feelings if such were were thrown	T
Back on themselves their sins remained alone	T
Proscribed even in their second country they	U
Were lost in vain the World before them lay	U
All outlets seemed secured Their new allies	K
Had fought and bled in mutual sacrifice	K
But what availed the club and spear and arm	V
Of Hercules against the sulphury charm	V
The magic of the thunder which destroyed	W
The warrior ere his strength could be employed	W
Dug like a spreading pestilence the grave	L
No less of human bravery than the brave	L
Their own scant numbers acted all the few	N
Against the many oft will dare and do	N
But though the choice seems native to die free	D
Even Greece can boast but one Thermopylae	U
Till now when she has forged her broken chain	F
Back to a sword and dies and lives again	E
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III	A
Beside the jutting rock the few appeared	X
Like the last remnant of the red deer's herd	Y
Their eyes were feverish and their aspect worn	Z
But still the hunter's blood was on their horn	Z
A little stream came tumbling from the height	A2
And straggling into ocean as it might	A2
Its bounding crystal frolicked in the ray	U
And gushed from cliff to crag with saltless spray	U
Close on the wild wide ocean yet as pure	B2
And fresh as Innocettce and more secure	B2
Its silver torrent glittered o'er the deep	C2
As the shy chamois' eye o'erlooks the steep	C2
While far below the vast and sullen swell	U
Of Ocean's alpine azure rose and fell	U
To this young spring they rushed all feelings first	D2
Absorbed in Passion's and in Nature's thirst	D2
Drank as they do who drink their last and threw	N
Their arms aside to revel in its dew	N
Cooled their scorched throats and washed the gory stains	K
From wounds whose only bandage might be chains	K
Then when their drought was quenched looked sadly round	E2
As wondering how so many still were found	E2
Alive and fetterless but silent all	U
Each sought his fellow's eyes as if to call	U
On him for language which his lips denied	F2
As though their voices with their cause had died	F2
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IV	N
Stern and aloof a little from the rest	G2
Stood Christian with his arms across his chest	G2
The ruddy reckless dauntless hue once spread	H2
Along his cheek was livid now as lead	H2
His light brown locks so graceful in their flow	U
Now rose like startled vipers o'er his brow	I2
Still as a statue with his lips coinprest	H2
To stifle even the breath within his breast	H2
Fast by the rock all menacing but mute	H2
He stood and save a slight beat of his foot	H2
Which deepened now and then the sandy dint	H2
Beneath his heel his form seemed turned to flint	H2
Some paces further Torquil leaned his head	H2
Against a bank and spoke not but he bled	H2
Not mortally his worst wound was within	R
His brow was pale his blue eyes sunken in too	H2
And blood drops sprinkled o'er his yellow hair	J2
Showed that his faintness came not from despair	J2
But Nature's ebb Beside him was another	G
Rough as a bear but willing as a brother	G
Ben Bunting who essayed to wash and wipe	K2
And bind his wound then calmly lit his pipe	K2
A trophy which survived a hundred fights	K
A beacon which had cheered ten thousand nights	K
The fourth and last of this deserted group	L2
Walked up and down at times would stand then stoop	L2
To pick a pebble up then let it drop	M2
Then hurry as in haste then quickly stop	M2
Then cast his eyes on his companions then	E
Half whistle half a tune and pause again	E
And then his former movements would redouble	U
With something between carelessness and trouble	U
This is a long description but applies	K
To scarce five minutes passed before the eyes	K
But yet what minutes Moments like to these	K
Rend men's lives into immortalities	K
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V	N
At length Jack Skyscrape a mercurial man	N2
Who fluttered over all things like a fan	N2
More brave than firm and more disposed to dare	J2
And die at once than wrestle with despair	J2
Exclaimed 'G d damn I' those syllables intense	K
Nucleus of England's native eloquence	K
As the Turk's 'Allah ' or the Roman's more	H
Pagan 'Proh Jupiter ' was wont of yore	H
To give their first impressions such a vent	H2
By way of echo to embarrassment	H2
Jack was embarrassed never hero more	H
Till on the surf their skimming paddles play	U
Buoyant as wings and flitting through the spray	U
Now perching on the wave's high curl and now	I2
Dashed downward in the thundering foam below	U
Which flings it broad and boiling sheet on sheet	H2
And slings its high flakes shivered into sleet	H2
But floating still through surf and swell drew nigh	N
The barks like small birds through a lowering sky	N
Their art seemed nature such the skill to sweep	C2
The wave of these born playmates of the deep	C2
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VIII	N
And who the first that springing on the strand	H2
Leaped like a Nereid from her shell to land	H2
With dark but brilliant skin and dewy eye	N
Shining with love and hope and constancy	N
Neuha the fond the faithful the adored	H2
Her heart on Torquil's like a torrent poured	H2
And smiled and wept and near and nearer clasped	H2
As if to be assured 'twas him she grasped	H2
Shuddered to see his yet warm wound and then	E
To find it trivial smiled and wept again	E
She was a warrior's daughter and could bear	J2
Such sights and feel and mourn but not despair	J2
Her lover lived nor foes nor fears could blight	H2
That full blown moment in its all delight	H2
Joy trickled in her tears joy filled the sob	O2
That rocked her heart till almost HEARD to throb	O2
And Paradise was breathing in the sigh	N
Of Nature's child in Nature's ecstasy	N
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IX	N
The sterner spirits who beheld that meeting	P2
Were not unmoved who are when hearts are greeting	P2
Even Christian gazed upon the maid and boy	Q2
With tearless eye but yet a gloomy joy	Q2
Mixed with those bitter thoughts the soul arrays	N
In hopeless visions of our better days	N
When all 's gone to the rainbow's latest ray	U
'And but for me ' he said and turned away	U
Then gazed upon the pair as in his den	E
A lion looks upon his cubs again	E
And then relapsed into his sullen guise	N
As heedless of his further destinies	N
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X	N
But brief their time for good or evil thought	H2
The billows round the promontory brought	H2
The plash of hostile oars Alas who made	H2
That sound a dread All around them seemed arrayed	H2
Against them save the bride of Toobonai	E
She as she caught t	N

George Gordon Byron

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