To Edward Noel Long, Esq. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEEFGHHIJKKLMLMNO NOPPQQRRSSTTUUCCVVWF XFYYX ZA2ZA2B2C2B2OD2E2D2E 2 F2G2F2G2VC2VC2H2I2H2 I2YYPPC2C2A2A2FJ2FJ2 SSSS K2K2L2L2C2OJ2M2J2M2N 2N2O2O2B2B2P2P2OC2ZZ'Nil 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 chace | 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 yields some hours of sober joy | Q |
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 |
In frowning Age with cold control | U |
Confines the current of the soul | U |
Congeals the tear of Pity's eye | C |
Or checks the sympathetic sigh | C |
Or hears unmov'd Misfortune's groan | V |
And bids me feel for self alone | V |
Oh may my bosom never learn | W |
To soothe its wonted heedless flow | F |
Still may I rove untutor'd wild | X |
But ne'er forget another's woe | F |
Yes as you knew me in the days | Y |
O'er which Remembrance yet delays | Y |
And even in age at heart a child | X |
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Though now on airy visions borne | Z |
To you my soul is still the same | A2 |
Oft has it ben my fate to mourn | Z |
And all my former joys are tame | A2 |
But hence ye hours of sabl hue | B2 |
Your frowns are gone my sorrows o'er | C2 |
By every bliss my childhood knew | B2 |
I'll think upon your shade no more | O |
Thus when the whirlwind's rage is past | D2 |
And caves their sullen roar enclose | E2 |
We heed no more the wintery blast | D2 |
When lull'd by zephyr to repose | E2 |
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Full often has my infant Muse | F2 |
Attun'd to love her languid lyre | G2 |
But now without a theme to choose | F2 |
The strains in stolen sighs expire | G2 |
My youthful nymps alas are flown | V |
E is a wife and C a mother | C2 |
And Carolina sighs alone | V |
And Mary's given to another | C2 |
And Cora's eye which roll'd on me | H2 |
Can now no more my love recall | I2 |
In truth dear LONG 'twas time to flee | H2 |
For Cora's eye will shine on all | I2 |
And though the Sun with genial rays | Y |
His beams aike to all displays | Y |
And every lady's eye's a sun | P |
These last should be confin'd to one | P |
The souls' meridian don't become her | C2 |
Whose sun desplays a general summer | C2 |
Thus faint is every former flame | A2 |
And Passion's self is now a name | A2 |
As when the ebbing flames are low | F |
The aid which once improv'd their light | J2 |
And bade them burn with fiercer glow | F |
Now quenches all their sparks in night | J2 |
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 | K2 |
And clouds obscure the watery moon | K2 |
Whose beauties I shall not rehearse | L2 |
Describ'd in every stripling's verse | L2 |
For why should I the path go o'er | C2 |
Which every bard has trod before | O |
Yet ere yon silver lamp of night | J2 |
Has thrice perform'd her stated round | M2 |
Has thrice retraced her path of light | J2 |
And chased away the gloom profound | M2 |
I trust that we my gentle Friend | N2 |
Shall see her rolling orbit wend | N2 |
Above the dear loved peaceful seat | O2 |
Which once contain'd our youth's retreat | O2 |
And then with those our childhood knew | B2 |
We'll mingle in the festive crew | B2 |
While many a tale of former day | P2 |
Shall wing the laughing hours away | P2 |
And all the flow of souls shall pour | O |
Tha sacred intellectual shower | C2 |
Nor cease till Luna's waning horn | Z |
Scarce glimmers through the mist of Morn | Z |
George Gordon Byron
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