Mazelli: Canto Iii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEFEFFGGHIHIJJK LMNOOBIBIAAPPOOIQIQ A JRRSTTUVUVWWXXOYOYII ZZXXA2A2OOB2B2C2C2II ID2D2JSE2E2E2F2F2IIG 2G2OOAMANII A H2RH2RI2I2UUUUAAIIJ2 I2J2I2K2K2OL2M2L2OM2 ORROOOOI2I2 L2 N2O2QQP2P2QIZZIINMIN IOOBBXXUUUQ2Q2R2S2T2 T2B2B2KKRRE2E2IIM2M2 B2B2IIG2G2U2U2I2I2 I JI2JI2I2I2UUUAOOIV2V 2W2W2NNMIIL2L2I2I2I2 X2K2X2K2 A Y2Y2SSOI2I2OUUAIAZ2K U2U2L2L2 L2 AL2IL2K2L2Y2OE2E2K2K 2UUUI2NKLL2K2L2K2 I2I2K2K2BBK2K2U2U2K2 K2Y2OK2K2L2L2| I | A |
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| With plumes to which the dewdrops cling | B |
| Wide waves the morn her golden wing | B |
| With countless variegated beams | C |
| The empurpled orient glows and gleams | C |
| A gorgeous mass of crimson clouds | D |
| The mountain's soaring summit shrouds | D |
| Along the wave the blue mist creeps | E |
| The towering forest trees are stirred | F |
| By the low wind that o'er them sweeps | E |
| And with the matin song of bird | F |
| The hum of early bee is heard | F |
| Hailing with his shrill tiny horn | G |
| The coming of the bright eyed morn | G |
| And with the day beam's earliest dawn | H |
| Her couch the fair Mazelli quits | I |
| And gaily fleetly as a fawn | H |
| Along the wildwood paths she flits | I |
| Hieing from leafy bower to bower | J |
| Culling from each its bud and flower | J |
| Of brightest hue and sweetest breath | K |
| To weave them in her bridal wreath | L |
| Now pausing in her way to hear | M |
| The lay of some wild warbler near | N |
| Repaying him in mocking tone | O |
| With music sweeter than his own | O |
| Now o'er some crystal stream low bending | B |
| Her image in its waves to see | I |
| With its sweet gurgled music blending | B |
| A song of tenfold melody | I |
| Now chasing the gay butterfly | A |
| That o'er her pathway passed her by | A |
| With grace as careless glee as wild | P |
| As though she were some thoughtless child | P |
| Now seated on some wayside stone | O |
| With time's green messy veil o'ergrown | O |
| In silent thoughtfulness she seems | I |
| To hold communion with her heart | Q |
| Beguiling fancy with the dreams | I |
| That from its Pure recesses start | Q |
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| II | A |
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| There is a silent power that o'er | J |
| Our bosoms wields a wizard might | R |
| Restoring bygone years to light | R |
| With the same vivid glow they wore | S |
| Ere time had o'er their features cast | T |
| The shadowy shroud that veils the past | T |
| To those who walk in wisdom's way | U |
| 'Tis welcome as an angel's smile | V |
| But those who from her counsels stray | U |
| Whose hearts are full of craft and guile | V |
| To them 'tis as a constant goad | W |
| A weight that doubles Sorrow's load | W |
| A silent searcher of the breast | X |
| Which will not let the guilty rest | X |
| In childhood's pleasant season born | O |
| It haunts us in all after time | Y |
| From youth's serene and sunny morn | O |
| To manhood's stern meridian prime | Y |
| From manhood till the weight of years | I |
| And life's dull constant toil and tears | I |
| And passion's ever raging storm | Z |
| Have dimmed the eye and bowed the form | Z |
| True youth of hope and love possessed | X |
| By friends youth has no foes caressed | X |
| Finds in the present happy boy | A2 |
| Enough of gaiety and joy | A2 |
| And man whose visionary brain | O |
| Begets that idle phantom train | O |
| Of shadows Power Wealth and Fame | B2 |
| A scourge a bubble and a name | B2 |
| So often and so vainly sought | C2 |
| Has little time for peaceful thought | C2 |
| And so they turn not back to gaze | I |
| Where faithful memory displays | I |
| Her record of departed days | I |
| But oh how loves the eye of age | D2 |
| To move along its pictured page | D2 |
| To scan and number o'er and o'er | J |
| The joys that may return no more | S |
| The hopes that blighted in their bloom | E2 |
| By disappointment's chilly gloom | E2 |
| Were given sadly to the tomb | E2 |
| The loves so wildly once enjoyed | F2 |
| By time's unsparing hand destroyed | F2 |
| The bright imaginative dreams | I |
| Portrayed by restless fancy's beams | I |
| By restless fancy's beams portrayed | G2 |
| Alas but to delude and fade | G2 |
| To count these o'er and o'er again | O |
| Is age's sole resort from pain | O |
| Then stranger marvel not that I | A |
| Have claimed so long thy listening ear | M |
| I could not pass in silence by | A |
| Themes to my memory so dear | N |
| As those which make my story's close | I |
| Mazelli's love Mazelli's woes | I |
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| III | A |
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| Ascending from the golden east | H2 |
| The sun had gained his zenith height | R |
| The guests were gathered to the feast | H2 |
| Prepared to grace the marriage rite | R |
| The youthful and the old were there | I2 |
| The rustic swain and bashful fair | I2 |
| The aged reverend and gray | U |
| Yet hale and garrulous and gay | U |
| Each told to while the time away | U |
| Some tale of his own wedding day | U |
| The youthful timorous and shy | A |
| Spoke less with lip than tell tale eye | A |
| That in its stolen glances sends | I |
| The language Love best comprehends | I |
| The noontide hour goes by and yet | J2 |
| The bridegroom tarries why and where | I2 |
| Sure he could not his vows forget | J2 |
| When she who loves him is so fair | I2 |
| And then his honour faith and pride | K2 |
| Had bound him to a meaner bride | K2 |
| If once his promise had been given | O |
| But she so pure so far above | L2 |
| The common forms of earthly mould | M2 |
| So like the incarnate shapes of love | L2 |
| Conceived and born and nursed in heaven | O |
| His love for her could ne'er grow cold | M2 |
| And yet he comes not Half way now | O |
| From where at his meridian height | R |
| He pours his fullest warmest light | R |
| To where at eve in his decline | O |
| The day god sinks into the brine | O |
| When his diurnal task is done | O |
| Descends his ever burning throne | O |
| And still the bridegroom is not there | I2 |
| Say why yet tarries he and where | I2 |
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| IV | L2 |
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| Within an arbour rudely reared | N2 |
| But to the maiden's heart endeared | O2 |
| By every tie that binds the heart | Q |
| By hope's and love's and memory's art | Q |
| For it was here he first poured out | P2 |
| In words the love she could not doubt | P2 |
| Mazelli silent sits apart | Q |
| Did ever dreaming devotee | I |
| Whose restless fancy fond and warm | Z |
| Shapes out the bright ideal form | Z |
| To which he meekly bends the knee | I |
| Conceive of aught so fair as she | I |
| The holiest seraph of the sphere | N |
| Most holy if by chance led here | M |
| Might drink such light from those soft eyes | I |
| That he would hold them far more dear | N |
| Than all the treasures of the skies | I |
| Yet o'er her bright and beauteous brow | O |
| Shade after shade is passing now | O |
| Like clouds across the pale moon glancing | B |
| As thought on rapid thought advancing | B |
| Thrills through the maiden's trembling breast | X |
| Not doubting and yet not at rest | X |
| Not doubting Man may turn away | U |
| And scoff at shrines where yesterday | U |
| He knelt in earnest faith to pray | U |
| And wealth may lose its charm for him | Q2 |
| And fame's alluring star grow dim | Q2 |
| Devotion avarice glory all | R2 |
| The pageantries of earth may pall | S2 |
| But love is of a higher birth | T2 |
| Than these the earth born things of earth | T2 |
| A spark from the eternal flame | B2 |
| Like it eternally the same | B2 |
| It is not subject to the breath | K |
| Of chance or change of life or death | K |
| And so doubt has no power to blight | R |
| Its bloom or quench its deathless light | R |
| A deathless light a peerless bloom | E2 |
| That beams and glows beyond the tomb | E2 |
| Go tell the trusting devotee | I |
| His worship is idolatry | I |
| Say to the searcher after gold | M2 |
| The prize he seeks is dull and cold | M2 |
| Assure the toiler after fame | B2 |
| That won 'tis but a worthless name | B2 |
| A mocking shade a phantasy | I |
| And they perchance may list to thee | I |
| But say not to the trusting maid | G2 |
| Her love is scorned her faith betrayed | G2 |
| As soon thy words may lull the gale | U2 |
| As gain her credence to the tale | U2 |
| And still the bridegroom is not there | I2 |
| Oh why yet tarries he and where | I2 |
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| V | I |
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| It was the holy vesper hour | J |
| The time for rest and peace and prayer | I2 |
| When falls the dew and folds the flower | J |
| Its petals delicate and fair | I2 |
| Against the chilly evening air | I2 |
| And yet the bridegroom was not there | I2 |
| The guests who lingered through the day | U |
| Had glided one by one away | U |
| And then with pale and pensive ray | U |
| The moon began to climb the sky | A |
| As from the forest dim and green | O |
| A small and silent band was seen | O |
| Emerging slow and solemnly | I |
| With cautious step and measured tread | V2 |
| They moved as those who bear the dead | V2 |
| And by no lip a word was spoke | W2 |
| Nor other sound the silence broke | W2 |
| Save when low musical and clear | N |
| The voice of waters passing near | N |
| Was softly wafted to the ear | M |
| And the cool fanning twilight breeze | I |
| That lightly shook the forest trees | I |
| And crept from leaf to trembling leaf | L2 |
| Sighed like to one oppressed with grief | L2 |
| Why move they with such cautious care | I2 |
| What precious burden do they bear | I2 |
| Hush questioner the dead are there | I2 |
| The victim of revenge and hate | X2 |
| Of fierce Ottali's fiery pride | K2 |
| With that stern minister of fate | X2 |
| As cold and lifeless by his side | K2 |
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| VI | A |
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| Still onward solemnly and slow | Y2 |
| And speaking not a word they go | Y2 |
| Till pausing in their way before | S |
| Mazelli's quiet cottage door | S |
| They gently lay their burden down | O |
| Whence comes that shriek of wild despair | I2 |
| That rises wildly on the air | I2 |
| Whose is the arm so fondly thrown | O |
| Around the cold unconscious clay | U |
| That cannot its caress repay | U |
| Such wordless wo was in that cry | A |
| Such pain such hopeless agony | I |
| No soul excluded from the sky | A |
| Whom unrelenting justice hath | Z2 |
| Condemned to bear the second death | K |
| E'er breathed upon the troubled gale | U2 |
| A wilder or a sadder wail | U2 |
| It rose all other sounds above | L2 |
| The dirge of peace and hope and love | L2 |
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| VII | L2 |
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| And day on weary day went by | A |
| And like the drooping autumn leaf | L2 |
| She faded slow and silently | I |
| In her deep uncomplaining grief | L2 |
| For sick of life's vacuity | K2 |
| She neither sought nor wished relief | L2 |
| And daily from her cheek the glow | Y2 |
| Departed and her virgin brow | O |
| Was curtained with a mournful gloom | E2 |
| A shade prophetic of the tomb | E2 |
| And her clear eyes so blue and bright | K2 |
| Shot forth a keen unearthly light | K2 |
| As if the soul that in them lay | U |
| Were weary of its garb of clay | U |
| And prayed to pass from earth away | U |
| Nor was that prayer vain for ere | I2 |
| The frozen monarch of the year | N |
| Had blighted with his icy breath | K |
| A single bud in summer's wreath | L |
| They shrouded her and made her grave | L2 |
| And laid her down at Lodolph's side | K2 |
| And by the wide Potomac's wave | L2 |
| Repose the bridegroom and the bride | K2 |
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| 'Tis said that oft at summer midnight there | I2 |
| When all is hushed and voiceless and the air | I2 |
| Sweet soothing minstrel of the viewless hand | K2 |
| Swells rippling through the aged trees that stand | K2 |
| With their broad boughs above the wave depending | B |
| With the low gurgle of the waters blending | B |
| The rustle of their foliage a light boat | K2 |
| Bearing two shadowy forms is seen to float | K2 |
| Adown the stream without or oar or sail | U2 |
| To break the wave or catch the driving gale | U2 |
| Smoothly and steadily its course is steered | K2 |
| Until the shadow of yon cliff is neared | K2 |
| And then as if some barrier hid below | Y2 |
| The river's breast had caught its gliding prow | O |
| Awhile uncertain o'er its watery bed | K2 |
| It hangs then vanishes and in its stead | K2 |
| A wan pale light burns dimly o'er the wave | L2 |
| That rolls and ripples by Mazelli's grave | L2 |
George W. Sands
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