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Oscar Of Alva Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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How sweetly shines through azure skies	A
The lamp of Heaven on Lora's shore	B
Where Alva's hoary turrets rise	A
And hear the din of arms no more	B
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But often has yon rolling moon	C
On Alva's casques of silver play'd	D
And view'd at midnight's silent noon	C
Her chiefs in gleaming mail array'd	D
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And on the crimson'd rocks beneath	E
Which scowl o'er ocean's sullen flow	F
Pale in the scatter'd ranks of death	G
She saw the gasping warrior low	F
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While many an eye which ne'er again	H
Could mark the rising orb of day	I
Turn'd feebly from the gory plain	J
Beheld in death her fading ray	I
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Once to those eyes the lamp of Love	K
They blest her dear propitious light	L
But now she glimmer'd from above	K
A sad funereal torch of night	L
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Faded is Alva's noble race	M
And grey her towers are seen afar	N
No more her heroes urge the chase	M
Or roll the crimson tide of war	B
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But who was last of Alva's clan	O
Why grows the moss on Alva's stone	P
Her towers resound no steps of man	O
They echo to the gale alone	P
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And when that gale is fierce and high	Q
A sound is heard in yonder hall	R
It rises hoarsely through the sky	Q
And vibrates o'er the mould'ring wall	R
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Yes when the eddying tempest sighs	A
It shakes the shield of Oscar brave	S
But there no more his banners rise	A
No more his plumes of sable wave	S
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Fair shone the sun on Oscar's birth	T
When Angus hail'd his eldest born	U
The vassals round their chieftain's hearth	V
Crowd to applaud the happy morn	U
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They feast upon the mountain deer	W
The Pibroch rais'd its piercing note	X
To gladden more their Highland cheer	W
The strains in martial numbers float	X
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And they who heard the war notes wild	Y
Hop'd that one day the Pibroch's strain	J
Should play before the Hero's child	Y
While he should lead the Tartan train	J
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Another year is quickly past	Z
And Angus hails another son	A2
His natal day is like the last	Z
Nor soon the jocund feast was done	A2
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Taught by their sire to bend the bow	B2
On Alva's dusky hills of wind	C2
The boys in childhood chas'd the roe	F
And left their hounds in speed behind	C2
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But ere their years of youth are o'er	D2
They mingle in the ranks of war	B
They lightly wheel the bright claymore	B
And send the whistling arrow far	N
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Dark was the flow of Oscar's hair	E2
Wildly it stream'd along the gale	F2
But Allan's locks were bright and fair	E2
And pensive seem'd his cheek and pale	F2
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But Oscar own'd a hero's soul	G2
His dark eye shone through beams of truth	H2
Allan had early learn'd controul	G2
And smooth his words had been from youth	H2
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Both both were brave the Saxon spear	W
Was shiver'd oft beneath their steel	G2
And Oscar's bosom scorn'd to fear	W
But Oscar's bosom knew to feel	G2
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While Allan's soul belied his form	I2
Unworthy with such charms to dwell	G2
Keen as the lightning of the storm	I2
On foes his deadly vengeance fell	G2
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From high Southannon's distant tower	D2
Arrived a young and noble dame	J2
With Kenneth's lands to form her dower	K2
Glenalvon's blue eyed daughter came	J2
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And Oscar claim'd the beauteous bride	L2
And Angus on his Oscar smil'd	Y
It soothed the father's feudal pride	L2
Thus to obtain Glenalvon's child	Y
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Hark to the Pibroch's pleasing note	X
Hark to the swelling nuptial song	M2
In joyous strains the voices float	X
And still the choral peal prolong	M2
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See how the Heroes' blood red plumes	N2
Assembled wave in Alva's hall	G2
Each youth his varied plaid assumes	N2
Attending on their chieftain's call	G2
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It is not war their aid demands	O2
The Pibroch plays the song of peace	P2
To Oscar's nuptials throng the bands	O2
Nor yet the sounds of pleasure cease	P2
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But where is Oscar sure 'tis late	Q2
Is this a bridegroom's ardent flame	J2
While thronging guests and ladies wait	Q2
Nor Oscar nor his brother came	J2
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At length young Allan join'd the bride	L2
Why comes not Oscar Angus said	R2
Is he not here the Youth replied	L2
With me he rov'd not o'er the glade	D
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Perchance forgetful of the day	I
'Tis his to chase the bounding roe	F
Or Ocean's waves prolong his stay	I
Yet Oscar's bark is seldom slow	F
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Oh no the anguish'd Sire rejoin'd	S2
Nor chase nor wave my Boy delay	I
Would he to Mora seem unkind	C2
Would aught to her impede his way	I
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Oh search ye Chiefs oh search around	T2
Allan with these through Alva fly	G2
Till Oscar till my son is found	T2
Haste haste nor dare attempt reply	G2
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All is confusion through the vale	G2
The name of Oscar hoarsely rings	U2
It rises on the murm'ring gale	G2
Till night expands her dusky wings	U2
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It breaks the stillness of the night	L
But echoes through her shades in vain	J
It sounds through morning's misty light	L
But Oscar comes not o'er the plain	J
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Three days three sleepless nights the Chief	V2
For Oscar search'd each mountain cave	S
Then hope is lost in boundless grief	V2
His locks in grey torn ringlets wave	S
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Oscar my son thou God of Heav'n	J
Restore the prop of sinking age	W2
Or if that hope no more is given	J
Yield his assassin to my rage	W2
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Yes on some desert rocky shore	B
My Oscar's whiten'd bones must lie	G2
Then grant thou God I ask no more	B
With him his frantic Sire may die	G2
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Yet he may live away despair	E2
Be calm my soul he yet may live	X2
T' arraign my fate my voice forbear	E2
O God my impious prayer forgive	Y2
	-
What if he live for me no more	E2
I sink forgotten in the dust	Z2
The hope of Alva's age is o'er	E2
Alas can pangs like these be just	Z2
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Thus did the hapless Parent mourn	J
Till Time who soothes severest woe	F
Had bade serenity return	J
And made the tear drop cease to flow	F
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For still some latent hope surviv'd	A3
That Oscar might once more appear	E2
His hope now droop'd and now revived	A3
Till Time had told a tedious year	E2
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Days roll'd along the orb of light	L
Again had run his destined race	M
No Oscar bless'd his father's sight	L
And sorrow left a fainter trace	M
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For youthful Allan still remain'd	B3
And now his father's only joy	C3
And Mora's heart was quickly gain'd	B3
For beauty crown'd the fair hair'd boy	C3
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She thought that Oscar low was laid	D
And Allan's face was wondrous fair	E2
If Oscar liv'd some other maid	D
Had claim'd his faithless bosom's care	E2
	-
And Angus said if one year more	E2
In fruitless hope was pass'd away	I
His fondest scruples should be o'er	E2
And he would name their nuptial day	I
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Slow roll'd the moons but blest at last	Z
Arriv'd the dearly destin'd morn	J
The year of anxious trembling past	Z
What smiles the lovers' cheeks adorn	J
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Hark to the Pibroch's pleasing note	X
Hark to the swelling nuptial song	M2
In joyous strains the voices float	X
And still the choral peal prolong	M2
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Again the clan in festive crowd	D3
Throng through the gate of Alva's hall	G2
The sounds of mirth re echo loud	D3
And all their former joy recall	G2
	-
But who is he whose darken'd brow	E2
Glooms in the midst of general mirth	T
Before his eyes' far fiercer glow	F
The blue flames curdle o'er the hearth	V
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Dark is the robe which wraps his form	I2
And tall his plume of gory red	R2
His voice is like the rising storm	I2
But light and trackless is his tread	R2
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'Tis noon of night the pledge goes round	T2
The bridegroom's health is deeply quaff'd	T2
With shouts the vaulted roofs resound	T2
And all combine to hail the draught	T2
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Sudden the stranger chief arose	E3
And all the clamorous crowd are hush'd	T2
And Angus' cheek with wonder glows	E3
And Mora's tender bosom blush'd	T2
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Old man he cried this pledge is done	J
Thou saw'st 'twas truly drunk by me	F3
It hail'd the nuptials of thy son	J
Now will I claim a pledge from thee	F3
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While all around is mirth and joy	C3
To bless thy Allan's happy lot	T2
Say hadst thou ne'er another boy	C3
Say why should Oscar be forgot	T2
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Alas the hapless Sire replied	T2
The big tear starting as he spoke	G3
When Oscar left my hall or died	T2
This aged heart was almost broke	G3
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Thrice has the earth revolv'd her course	H3
Since Oscar's form has bless'd my sight	T2
And Allan is my last resource	H3
Since martial Oscar's death or flight	T2
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'Tis well replied the stranger stern	J
And fiercely flash'd his rolling eye	G2
Thy Oscar's fate I fain would learn	J
Perhaps the Hero did not die	G2
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Perchance if those whom most he lov'd	T2
Would call thy Oscar might return	J
Perchance the chief has only rov'd	T2
For him thy Beltane yet may burn	J
	-
Fill high the bowl the table round	T2
We will not claim the pledge by stealth	I3
With wine let every cup be crown'd	T2
Pledge me departed Oscar's health	I3
	-
With all my soul old Angus said	T2
And fill'd his goblet to the brim	J3
Here's to my boy alive or dead	T2
I ne'er shall find a son like him	J3
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Bravely old man this health has sped	T2
But why does Allan trembling stand	T2
Come drink remembrance of the dead	T2
And raise thy cup with firmer hand	T2
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The crimson glow of Allan's face	M
Was turn'd at once to ghastly hue	K3
The drops of death each other chace	M
Adown in agonizing dew	K3
	-
Thrice did he raise the goblet high	G2
And thrice his lips refused to taste	T2
For thrice he caught the stranger's eye	G2
On his with deadly fury plac'd	T2
	-
And is it thus a brother hails	L3
A brother's fond remembrance here	E2
If thus affection's strength prevails	L3
What might we not expect from fear	E2
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Roused by the sneer he rais'd the bowl	G2
Would Oscar now could share our mirth	T
Internal fear appall'd his soul	G2
He said and dash'd the cup to earth	T
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'Tis he I hear my murderer's voice	M3
Loud shrieks a darkly gleaming Form	I2
A murderer's voice the roof replies	A
And deeply swells the bursting storm	I2
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The tapers wink the chieftains shrink	N3
The stranger's gone amidst the crew	K3
A Form was seen in tartan green	J
And tall the shade terrific grew	K3
	-
His waist was bound with a broad belt round	T2
His plume of sable stream'd on high	G2
But his breast was bare with the red wounds there	E2
And fix'd was the glare of his glassy eye	G2
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And thrice he smil'd with his eye so wild	T2
On Angus bending low the knee	F3
And thrice he frown'd on a Chief on the ground	T2
Whom shivering crowds with horror see	F3
	-
The bolts loud roll from pole to pole	G2
And thunders through the welkin ring	O3
And the gleaming form through the mist of the storm	I2
Was borne on high by the whirlwind's wing	O3
	-
Cold was the feast the revel ceas'd	T2
Who lies upon the stony floor	E2
Oblivion press'd old Angus' breast	T2
At length his life pulse throbs once more	E2
	-
Away away let the leech essay	I
To pour the light on Allan's eyes	A
His sand is done his race is run	J
Oh never more shall Allan rise	A
	-
But Oscar's breast is cold as clay	I
His locks are lifted by the gale	G2
And Allan's barb egrave d arrow lay	I
With him in dark Glentanar's vale	G2
	-
And whence the dreadful stranger came	J2
Or who no mortal wight can tell	G2
But no one doubts the form of flame	J2
For Alva's sons knew Oscar well	G2
	-
Ambition nerv'd young Allan's hand	T2
Exulting demons wing'd his dart	T2
While Envy wav'd her burning brand	T2
And pour'd her venom round his heart	T2
	-
Swift is the shaft from Allan's bow	E2
Whose streaming life blood stains his side	T2
Dark Oscar's sable crest is low	F
The dart has drunk his vital tide	T2
	-
And Mora's eye could Allan move	P3
She bade his wounded pride rebel	G2
Alas that eyes which beam'd with love	K
Should urge the soul to deeds of Hell	G2
	-
Lo see'st thou not a lonely tomb	Q3
Which rises o'er a warrior dead	T2
It glimmers through the twilight gloom	Q3
Oh that is Allan's nuptial bed	T2
	-
Far distant far the noble grave	S
Which held his clan's great ashes stood	T2
And o'er his corse no banners wave	S
For they were stain'd with kindred blood	T2
	-
What minstrel grey what hoary bard	T2
Shall Allan's deeds on harp strings raise	R3
The song is glory's chief reward	T2
But who can strike a murd'rer's praise	R3
	-
Unstrung untouch'd the harp must stand	T2
No minstrel dare the theme awake	S3
Guilt would benumb his palsied hand	T2
His harp in shuddering chords would break	S3
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No lyre of fame no hallow'd verse	T3
Shall sound his glories high in air	E2
A dying father's bitter curse	T3
A brother's death groan echoes there	E2