An Ode On The Piece Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCDDEF AGGGGHHHH AGHGHGGGG IBGJGHHHH IDGDGGGHH IKHKHGGLL IMHMHHHGG INONOHHKO GGPGPIIDD GQRQOIIGG GGGGGHHLL GDGDGOOOO GHHHHCCSS IIHIHGGHH IGGGGGGII ITHTHSSHH IOOOOIIHH IHHHHIILL GPNPNHHUU GGHGHPPQQ GOGOGVVHH GOHOHGGVV GHHHHGGII IGDGDGG G IWOWGI | A |
As wand'ring late on Albion's shore | B |
That chains the rude tempestuous deep | C |
I heard the hollow surges roar | B |
And vainly beat her guardian steep | C |
I heard the rising sounds of woe | D |
Loud on the storm's wild pinion flow | D |
And still they vibrate on the mournful lyre | E |
That tunes to grief its sympathetic wire | F |
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II | A |
From shores the wide Atlantic laves | G |
The spirit of the ocean bears | G |
In moans along his western waves | G |
Afflicted nature's hopeless cares | G |
Enchanting scenes of young delight | H |
How chang'd since first ye rose to sight | H |
Since first ye rose in infant glories drest | H |
Fresh from the wave and rear'd your ample breast | H |
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III | A |
Her crested serpents discord throws | G |
O'er scenes which love with roses grac'd | H |
The flow'ry chain his hands compose | G |
She wildly scatters o'er the waste | H |
Her glance his playful smile deforms | G |
Her frantic voice awakes the storms | G |
From land to land her torches spread their fires | G |
While love's pure flame in streams of blood expires | G |
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IV | I |
Now burns the savage soul of war | B |
While terror flashes from his eyes | G |
Lo waving o'er his fiery car | J |
Aloft his bloody banner flies | G |
The battle wakes with awful sound | H |
He thunders o'er the echoing ground | H |
He grasps his reeking blade while streams of blood | H |
Tinge the vast plain and swell the purple flood | H |
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V | I |
But softer sounds of sorrow flow | D |
On drooping wing the murm'ring gales | G |
Have borne the deep complaints of woe | D |
That rose along the lonely vales | G |
Those breezes waft the orphan's cries | G |
They tremble to parental sighs | G |
And drink a tear for keener anguish shed | H |
The tear of faithful love when hope is fled | H |
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VI | I |
The object of her anxious fear | K |
Lies pale on earth expiring cold | H |
Ere wing'd by happy love one year | K |
Too rapid in its course has roll'd | H |
In vain the dying hand she grasps | G |
Hangs on the quiv'ring lip and clasps | G |
The fainting form that slowly sinks in death | L |
To catch the parting glance the fleeting breath | L |
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VII | I |
Pale as the livid corse her cheek | M |
Her tresses torn her glances wild | H |
How fearful was her frantic shriek | M |
She wept and then in horrors smil'd | H |
She gazes now with wild affright | H |
Lo bleeding phantoms rush in sight | H |
Hark on yon mangled form the mourner calls | G |
Then on the earth a senseless weight she falls | G |
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VIII | I |
And see o'er gentle Andre's tomb | N |
The victim of his own despair | O |
Who fell in life's exulting bloom | N |
Nor deem'd that life deserv'd a care | O |
O'er the cold earth his relicks prest | H |
Lo Britain's drooping legions rest | H |
For him the swords they sternly grasp appear | K |
Dim with a sigh and sullied with a tear | O |
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IX | G |
While Seward sweeps her plaintive strings | G |
While pensive round his sable shrine | P |
A radiant zone she graceful flings | G |
Where full emblaz'd his virtues shine | P |
The mournful loves that tremble nigh | I |
Shall catch her warm melodious sigh | I |
The mournful loves shall drink the tears that flow | D |
From Pity's hov'ring soul dissolv'd in woe | D |
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X | G |
And hark in Albion's flow'ry vale | Q |
A parent's deep complaint I hear | R |
A sister calls the western gale | Q |
To waft her soul expressive tear | O |
'Tis Asgill claims that piercing sigh | I |
That dropp which dims the beauteous eye | I |
While on the rack of Doubt Affection proves | G |
How strong the force which binds the ties she loves | G |
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XI | G |
How oft in every dawning grace | G |
That blossom'd in his early hours | G |
Her soul some comfort lov'd to trace | G |
And deck'd futurity in flowers | G |
But lo in Fancy's troubled sight | H |
The dear illusions sink in night | H |
She views the murder'd form the quiv'ring breath | L |
The rising virtues chill'd in shades of death | L |
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XII | G |
Cease cease ye throbs of hopeless woe | D |
He lives the future hours to bless | G |
He lives the purest joy to know | D |
Parental transports fond excess | G |
His sight a father's eye shall chear | O |
A sister's drooping charms endear | O |
The private pang was Albion's gen'rous care | O |
For him she breath'd a warm accepted prayer | O |
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XIII | G |
And lo a radiant stream of light | H |
Defending gilds the murky cloud | H |
Where Desolation's gloomy night | H |
Retiring folds her sable shroud | H |
It flashes o'er the bright'ning deep | C |
It softens Britain's frowning steep | C |
'Tis mild benignant Peace enchanting form | S |
That gilds the black abyss that lulls the storm | S |
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XIV | I |
So thro' the dark impending sky | I |
Where clouds and fallen vapours roll'd | H |
Their curling wreaths dissolving fly | I |
As the faint hues of light unfold | H |
The air with spreading azure streams | G |
The sun now darts his orient beams | G |
And now the mountains glow the woods are bright | H |
While nature hails the season of delight | H |
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XV | I |
Mild Peace from Albion's fairest bowers | G |
Pure spirit cull with snowy hands | G |
The buds that drink the morning showers | G |
And bind the realms in flow'ry bands | G |
Thy smiles the angry passions chase | G |
Thy glance is pleasure's native grace | G |
Around thy form th' exulting virtues move | I |
And thy soft call awakes the strain of love | I |
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XVI | I |
Bless all ye powers the patriot name | T |
That courts fair Peace thy gentle stay | H |
Ah gild with glory's light his fame | T |
And glad his life with pleasure's ray | H |
While like th' affrighted dove thy form | S |
Still shrinks and fears some latent storm | S |
His cares shall sooth thy panting soul to rest | H |
And spread thy vernal couch on Albion's breast | H |
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XVII | I |
Ye who have mourn'd the parting hour | O |
Which love in darker horrors drew | O |
Ye who have vainly tried to pour | O |
With falt'ring voice the last adieu | O |
When the pale cheek the bursting sigh | I |
The soul that hov'ring in the eye | I |
Express'd the pains it felt the pains it fear'd | H |
Ah paint the youth's return by grief endear'd | H |
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XVIII | I |
Yon hoary form with aspect mild | H |
Deserted kneels by anguish prest | H |
And seeks from Heav'n his long lost child | H |
To smooth the path that leads to rest | H |
He comes to close the sinking eye | I |
To catch the faint expiring sigh | I |
A moment's transport stays the fleeting breath | L |
And sooths the soul on the pale verge of death | L |
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XIX | G |
No more the sanguine wreath shall twine | P |
On the lost hero's early tomb | N |
But hung around thy simple shrine | P |
Fair Peace shall milder glories bloom | N |
Lo commerce lifts her drooping head | H |
Triumphal Thames from thy deep bed | H |
And bears to Albion on her sail sublime | U |
The riches Nature gives each happier clime | U |
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XX | G |
She fearless prints the polar snows | G |
Mid' horrors that reject the day | H |
Along the burning line she glows | G |
Nor shrinks beneath the torrid ray | H |
She opens India's glitt'ring mine | P |
Where streams of light reflected shine | P |
Wafts the bright gems to Britain's temp'rate vale | Q |
And breathes her odours on the northern gale | Q |
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XXI | G |
While from the far divided shore | O |
Where liberty unconquer'd roves | G |
Her ardent glance shall oft' explore | O |
The parent isle her spirit loves | G |
Shall spread upon the western main | V |
Harmonious concord's golden chain | V |
While stern on Gallia's ever hostile strand | H |
From Albion's cliff she pours her daring band | H |
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XXII | G |
Yet hide the sabre's hideous glare | O |
Whose edge is bath'd in streams of blood | H |
The lance that quivers high in air | O |
And falling drinks a purple flood | H |
For Britain fear shall seize thy foes | G |
While freedom in thy senate glows | G |
While peace shall smile upon thy cultur'd plain | V |
With grace and beauty her attendant train | V |
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XXIII | G |
Enchanting visions sooth my sight | H |
The finer arts no more oppress'd | H |
Benignant source of pure delight | H |
On her soft bosom love to rest | H |
While each discordant sound expires | G |
Strike harmony strike all thy wires | G |
The fine vibrations of the spirit move | I |
And touch the springs of rapture and of love | I |
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XXIV | I |
Bright painting's living forms shall rise | G |
And wrapt in Ugolino's woe | D |
Shall Reynolds wake unbidden sighs | G |
And Romney's graceful pencil flow | D |
That Nature's look benign pourtrays | G |
When to her infant Shakspeare's gaze | G |
The partial nymph 'unveil'd her awful face ' | - |
And bade his 'colours clear' her features trace | G |
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XXV | I |
And poesy thy deep ton'd shell | W |
The heart shall sooth the spirit fire | O |
And all the passion sink or swell | W |
In t | G |
Helen Maria Williams
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