An American Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGF IJIJ KLML NONO PQPQ RSRT UVUV WXWX YGZG A2B2A2B2 C2BC2B D2E2D2E2 WQWQ UCUC F2YF2Y CG2CG2 H2YH2P I2XJ2X A2K2A2K2 L2M2L2N2 F2O2F2O2 P2D2Q2D2 R2S2R2T2 HU2FU2 C2QC2Q CVCV V2PV2P L2W2L2N2Ah pity all the pangs I feel | A |
If pity e'er ye knew | B |
An aged father's wounds to heal | A |
Through scenes of death I flew | B |
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Perhaps my hast'ning steps are vain | C |
Perhaps the warrior dies | D |
Yet let me soothe each parting pain | C |
Yet lead me where he lies | D |
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Thus to the list'ning band she calls | E |
Nor fruitless her desire | F |
They lead her panting to the walls | E |
That hold her captive sire | F |
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And is a daughter come to bless | G |
These aged eyes once more | H |
Thy father's pains will now be less | G |
His pains will now be o'er | F |
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My father by this waning lamp | I |
Thy form I faintly trace | J |
Yet sure thy brow is cold and damp | I |
And pale thy honour'd face | J |
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In vain thy wretched child is come | K |
She comes too late to save | L |
And only now can share thy doom | M |
And share thy peaceful grave | L |
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Soft as amid the lunar beams | N |
The falling shadows bend | O |
Upon the bosom of the streams | N |
So soft her tears descend | O |
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Those tears a father ill can bear | P |
He lives my child for thee | Q |
A gentle youth with pitying care | P |
Has lent his aid to me | Q |
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Born in the western world his hand | R |
Maintains its hostile cause | S |
And fierce against Britannia's band | R |
His erring sword he draws | T |
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Yet feels the captive Briton's woe | U |
For his ennobled mind | V |
Forgets the name of Britain's foe | U |
In love of human kind | V |
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Yet know my child a dearer tie | W |
Has link'd his heart to mine | X |
He mourns with Friendship's holy sigh | W |
The youth belov'd of thine | X |
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But hark his welcome feet are near | Y |
Thy rising grief suppress | G |
By darkness veil'd he hastens here | Z |
To comfort and to bless | G |
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Stranger for that dear father's sake | A2 |
She cried in accents mild | B2 |
Who lives by thy kind pity take | A2 |
The blessings of his child | B2 |
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O if in heaven my EDWARD'S breast | C2 |
This deed of mercy knew | B |
That gives my tortur'd bosom rest | C2 |
He sure would bless thee too | B |
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Ah tell me where my lover fell | D2 |
The fatal scene recall | E2 |
His last dear accents stranger tell | D2 |
O haste and tell me all | E2 |
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Say if he gave to love the sigh | W |
That set his spirit free | Q |
Say did he raise his closing eye | W |
As if it sought for me | Q |
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Ask not her father cried to know | U |
What known were added pain | C |
Nor think my child the tale of woe | U |
Thy softness can sustain | C |
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Though every joy with EDWARD fled | F2 |
When EDWARD'S friend is near | Y |
It soothes my breaking heart she said | F2 |
To tell those joys were dear | Y |
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The western ocean roll'd in vain | C |
Its parting waves between | G2 |
My EDWARD brav'd the dang'rous main | C |
And bless'd our native scene | G2 |
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Soft Isis heard his artless tale | H2 |
Ah stream for ever dear | Y |
Whose waters as they pass'd the vale | H2 |
Receiv'd a lover's tear | P |
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How could a heart that virtue lov'd | I2 |
And sure that heart is mine | X |
Lamented youth behold unmov'd | J2 |
The virtues that were thine | X |
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Calm as the surface of the lake | A2 |
When all the winds are still | K2 |
Mild as the beams of morning break | A2 |
When first they light the hill | K2 |
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So calm was his unruffled soul | L2 |
Where no rude passion strove | M2 |
So mild his soothing accents stole | L2 |
Upon the ear of love | N2 |
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Where are the dear illusions fled | F2 |
Which sooth'd my former hours | O2 |
Where is the path that fancy spread | F2 |
Ah vainly spread with flowers | O2 |
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I heard the battle's fearful sounds | P2 |
They seem'd my lover's knell | D2 |
I heard that pierc'd with ghastly wounds | Q2 |
My vent'rous lover fell | D2 |
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My sorrows shall with life endure | R2 |
For he I lov'd is gone | S2 |
But something tells my heart that sure | R2 |
My life will not be long | T2 |
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My panting soul can bear no more | H |
The youth impatient cried | U2 |
'Tis EDWARD bids thy griefs be o'er | F |
My love my destin'd bride | U2 |
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The life which Heav'n preserv'd how blest | C2 |
How fondly priz'd by me | Q |
Since dear to my AMELIA'S breast | C2 |
Since valued still by thee | Q |
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My father saw my constant pain | C |
When thee I left behind | V |
Nor longer will his power restrain | C |
The ties my soul would bind | V |
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And soon thy honor'd sire shall cease | V2 |
The captive's lot to bear | P |
And we my love will soothe to peace | V2 |
His griefs with filial care | P |
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Then come for ever to my soul | L2 |
AMELIA come and prove | W2 |
How calm our blissful years will roll | L2 |
Along a life of love | N2 |
Helen Maria Williams
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