To Edward Noel Long, Esq. [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEEFGHHIJKKLMLMNO NOPPQQ RRSSTTTTCCUUVTVTWWXX YZYZA2B2A2OC2D2C2D2E 2F2E2F2UB2UB2G2TG2TW WPPB2B2ZZTH2TH2SSSS I2I2J2J2B2OH2K2H2K2L 2L2M2M2A2A2N2N2OB2YYNil ego contulerim jucundo sanus amico HORACE | A |
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Dear LONG in this sequester'd scene | B |
While all around in slumber lie | C |
The joyous days which ours have been | D |
Come rolling fresh on Fancy's eye | C |
Thus if amidst the gathering storm | E |
While clouds the darken'd noon deform | E |
Yon heaven assumes a varied glow | F |
I hail the sky's celestial bow | G |
Which spreads the sign of future peace | H |
And bids the war of tempests cease | H |
Ah though the present brings but pain | I |
I think those days may come again | J |
Or if in melancholy mood | K |
Some lurking envious fear intrude | K |
To check my bosom's fondest thought | L |
And interrupt the golden dream | M |
I crush the fiend with malice fraught | L |
And still indulge my wonted theme | M |
Although we ne'er again can trace | N |
In Granta's vale the pedant's lore | O |
Nor through the groves of Ida chase | N |
Our raptured visions as before | O |
Though Youth has flown on rosy pinion | P |
And Manhood claims his stern dominion | P |
Age will not every hope destroy | Q |
But yield some hours of sober joy | Q |
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Yes I will hope that Time's broad wing | R |
Will shed around some dews of spring | R |
But if his scythe must sweep the flowers | S |
Which bloom among the fairy bowers | S |
Where smiling Youth delights to dwell | T |
And hearts with early rapture swell | T |
If frowning Age with cold controul | T |
Confines the current of the soul | T |
Congeals the tear of Pity's eye | C |
Or checks the sympathetic sigh | C |
Or hears unmov'd Misfortune's groan | U |
And bids me feel for self alone | U |
Oh may my bosom never learn | V |
To soothe its wonted heedless flow | T |
Still still despise the censor stern | V |
But ne'er forget another's woe | T |
Yes as you knew me in the days | W |
O'er which Remembrance yet delays | W |
Still may I rove untutor'd wild | X |
And even in age at heart a child | X |
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Though now on airy visions borne | Y |
To you my soul is still the same | Z |
Oft has it been my fate to mourn | Y |
And all my former joys are tame | Z |
But hence ye hours of sable hue | A2 |
Your frowns are gone my sorrows o'er | B2 |
By every bliss my childhood knew | A2 |
I'll think upon your shade no more | O |
Thus when the whirlwind's rage is past | C2 |
And caves their sullen roar enclose | D2 |
We heed no more the wintry blast | C2 |
When lull'd by zephyr to repose | D2 |
Full often has my infant Muse | E2 |
Attun'd to love her languid lyre | F2 |
But now without a theme to choose | E2 |
The strains in stolen sighs expire | F2 |
My youthful nymphs alas are flown | U |
E is a wife and C a mother | B2 |
And Carolina sighs alone | U |
And Mary's given to another | B2 |
And Cora's eye which roll'd on me | G2 |
Can now no more my love recall | T |
In truth dear LONG 'twas time to flee | G2 |
For Cora's eye will shine on all | T |
And though the Sun with genial rays | W |
His beams alike to all displays | W |
And every lady's eye's a sun | P |
These last should be confin'd to one | P |
The soul's meridian don't become her | B2 |
Whose Sun displays a general summer | B2 |
Thus faint is every former flame | Z |
And Passion's self is now a name | Z |
As when the ebbing flames are low | T |
The aid which once improv'd their light | H2 |
And bade them burn with fiercer glow | T |
Now quenches all their sparks in night | H2 |
Thus has it been with Passion's fires | S |
As many a boy and girl remembers | S |
While all the force of love expires | S |
Extinguish'd with the dying embers | S |
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But now dear LONG 'tis midnight's noon | I2 |
And clouds obscure the watery moon | I2 |
Whose beauties I shall not rehearse | J2 |
Describ'd in every stripling's verse | J2 |
For why should I the path go o'er | B2 |
Which every bard has trod before | O |
Yet ere yon silver lamp of night | H2 |
Has thrice perform'd her stated round | K2 |
Has thrice retrac'd her path of light | H2 |
And chas'd away the gloom profound | K2 |
I trust that we my gentle Friend | L2 |
Shall see her rolling orbit wend | L2 |
Above the dear lov'd peaceful seat | M2 |
Which once contain'd our youth's retreat | M2 |
And then with those our childhood knew | A2 |
We'll mingle in the festive crew | A2 |
While many a tale of former day | N2 |
Shall wing the laughing hours away | N2 |
And all the flow of souls shall pour | O |
The sacred intellectual shower | B2 |
Nor cease till Luna's waning horn | Y |
Scarce glimmers through the mist of Morn | Y |
George Gordon Byron
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