The Island: Canto Iv. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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IA
White as a white sail on a dusky seaB
When half the horizon 's clouded and half freeB
Fluttering between the dun wave and the skyA
Is Hope's last gleam in Man's extremityB
Her anchor parts but still her snowy sailC
Attracts our eye amidst the rudest galeC
Though every wave she climbs divides us moreD
The heart still follows from the loneliest shoreD
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IIA
Not distant from the isle of ToobonaiE
A black rock rears its bosom o'er the sprayF
The haunt of birds a desert to mankindG
Where the rough seal reposes from the windG
And sleeps unwieldy in his cavern dunE
Or gambols with huge frolic in the sunE
There shrilly to the passing oar is heardH
The startled echo of the Ocean birdH
Who rears on its bare breast her callow broodI
The feathered fishers of the solitudeI
A narrow segment of the yellow sandJ
On one side forms the outline of a strandJ
Here the young turtle crawling from his shellK
Steals to the deep wherein his parents dwellK
Chipped by the beam a nursling of the dayF
But hatched for ocean by the fostering rayF
The rest was one bleak precipice as e'erL
Gave mariners a shelter and despairM
A spot to make the saved regret the deckN
Which late went down and envy the lost wreckN
Such was the stern asylum Neuha choseO
To shield her lover from his following foesO
But all its secret was not told she knewE
In this a treasure hidden from the viewE
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IIIA
Ere the canoes divided near the spotP
The men that manned what held her Torquil's lotP
By her command removed to strengthen moreD
The skiff which wafted Christian from the shoreD
This he would have opposed but with a smileQ
She pointed calmly to the craggy isleQ
And bade him 'speed and prosper ' She would takeR
The rest upon herself for Torquil's sakeR
They parted with this added aid afarS
The Proa darted like a shooting starS
And gained on the pursuers who now steeredT
Right on the rock which she and Torquil nearedT
They pulled her arm though delicate was freeB
And firm as ever grappled with the seaB
And yielded scarce to Torquil's manlier strengthU
The prow now almost lay within its lengthU
Of the crag's steep inexorable faceV
With nought but soundless waters for its baseV
Within a hundred boats' length was the foeW
And now what refuge but their frail canoeE
This Torquil asked with half upbraiding eyeA
Which said 'Has Neuha brought me here to dieA
Is this a place of safety or a graveX
And yon huge rock the tombstone of the wave '-
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IVX
They rested on their paddles and uproseV
Neuha and pointing to the approaching foesV
Cried 'Torquil follow me and fearless follow '-
Then plunged at once into the Ocean's hollowW
There was no time to pause the foes were nearY
Chains in his eye and menace in his earZ
With vigour they pulled on and as they cameA2
Hailed him to yield and by his forfeit nameA2
Headlong he leapt to him the swimmer's skillB2
Was native and now all his hope from illB2
But how or where He dived and rose no moreD
The boat's crew looked amazed o'er sea and shoreD
There was no landing on that precipiceV
Steep harsh and slippery as a berg of iceV
They watched awhile to see him float againE
But not a trace rebubbled from the mainE
The wave rolled on no ripple on its faceV
Since their first plunge recalled a single traceV
The little whirl which eddied and slight foamC2
That whitened o'er what seemed their latest homeC2
White as a sepulchre above the pairM
Who left no marble mournful as an heirM
The quiet Proa wavering o'er the tideD2
Was all that told of Torquil and his brideD2
And but for this alone the whole might seemE2
The vanished phantom of a seaman's dreamE2
They paused and searched in vain then pulled awayF
Even Superstition now forbade their stayF
Some said he had not plunged into the waveX
But vanished like a corpse light from a graveX
Others that something supernaturalF2
Glared in his figure more than mortal tallG2
While all agreed that in his cheek and eyeA
There was a dead hue of EternityB
Still as their oars receded from the cragR
Round every weed a moment would they lagR
Expectant of some token of their preyF
But no he had melted from them like the sprayF
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VB
And where was he the Pilgrim of the DeepH2
Following the Nereid Had they ceased to weepH2
For ever or received in coral cavesV
Wrung life and pity from the softening wavesV
Did they with Ocean's hidden sovereigns dwellK
And sound with Mermen the fantastic shellK
Did Neuha with the mermaids comb her hairM
Flowing o'er ocean as it streamed in airM
Or had they perished and in silence sleptI2
Beneath the gulf wherein they boldly leaptI2
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VIA
Young Neuha plunged into the deep and heB
Followed her track beneath her native seaB
Was as a native's of the elementJ2
So smoothly bravely brilliantly she wentK2
Leaving a streak of light behind her heelL2
Which struck and flashed like an amphibious steelL2
Closely and scarcely less expert to traceV
The depths where divers hold the pearl in chaseV
Torquil the nursling of the northern seasV
Pursued her liquid steps with heart and easeV
Deep deeper for an instant Neuha ledM2
The way then upward soared and as she spreadM2
Her arms and flung the foam from off her locksV
Laughed and the sound was answered by the rocksV
They had gained a central realm of earth againE
But looked for tree and field and sky in vainE
Around she pointed to a spacious caveX
Whose only portal was the keyless waveX
A hollow archway by the sun unseenE
Save through the billows' glassy veil of greenE
In some transparent ocean holidayF
When all the finny people are at playF
Wiped with her hair the brine from Torquil's eyesV
And clapped her hands with joy at his surpriseV
Led him to where the rock appeared to jutN2
And form a something like a Triton's hutN2
For all was darkness for a space till dayF
Through clefts above let in a sobered rayF
As in some old cathedral's glimmering aisleQ
The dusty monuments from light recoilO2
Thus sadly in their refuge submarineE
The vault drew half her shadow from the sceneE
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VIIX
Forth from her bosom the young savage drewE
A pine torch strongly girded with gnatooF
A plantain leaf o'er all the more to keepH2
Its latent sparkle from the sapping deepH2
This mantle kept it dry then from a nookR
Of the same plantain leaf a flint she tookR
A few shrunk withered twigs and from the bladeF
Of Torquil's knife struck fire and thus arrayedF
The grot with torchlight Wide it was and highX
And showed a self born Gothic canopyB
The arch upreared by Nature's architectF
The architrave some Earthquake might erectF
The buttress from some mountain's bosom hurledF
When the Poles crashed and water was the worldF
Or hardened from some earth absorbing fireL
While yet the globe reeked from its funeral pyreL
The fretted pinnacle the aisle the naveX
Were there all scooped by Darkness from her caveX
There with a little tinge of phantasyV
Fantastic faces moped and mowed on highX
And then a mitre or a shrine would fixV
The eye upon its seeming crucifixV
Thus Nature played with the stalactitesV
And built herself a Chapel of the SeasV
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VIIIX
And Neuha took her Torquil by the handF
And waved along the vault her kindled brandF
And led him into each recess and showedF
The secret places of their new abodeF
Nor these alone for all had been preparedF
Before to soothe the lover's lot she sharedF
The mat for rest for dress the fresh gnatooF
And sandal oil to fence against the dewF
For food the cocoa nut the yarn the breadF
Born of the fruit for board the plantain spreadF
With its broad leaf or turtle shell which boreD
A banquet in the flesh it covered o'erL
The gourd with water recent from the rillB2
The ripe banana from the mellow hillB2
A pine torch pile to keep undying lightF
And she herself as beautiful as nightF
To fling her shadowy spirit o'er the sceneE
And make their subterranean world sereneE
She had foreseen since first the stranger's sailC
Drew to their isle that force or flight might failC
And formed a refuge of the rocky denE
For Torquil's safety from his countrymenE
Each dawn had wafted there her light canoeF
Laden with allG2

George Gordon Byron



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