On The Bill Which Was Passed In England For Regulating The Slave-trade Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEE FFGGHHIIJJKKLLMMNNOO HHPPNNQQRRSSEEAATTNN UUVVWWXXYYKKZZIINNLL A2B2C2C2NND2D2E2E2NN F2F2NNMMG2G2H2H2NNH2 H2LLI2I2NNJ2J2UUE2E2 NNNNMMH2H2K2K2LLNNL2 L2C2C2H2H2LLUUE2E2M2 M2N2N2H2H2J2J2LLNNO2 O2CB H2H2P2Q2NNJ2J2NNAAH2 H2MMR2R2NNH2H2H2H2NN MMH2H2H2H2C2C2NNMMS2 S2C2C2OOTTH2H2NNJ2J2 LLH2H2MMJ2J2I2I2H2H2 C2C2NNH2H2The hollow winds of night no more | A |
In wild unequal cadence pour | A |
On musing fancy's wakeful ear | B |
The groan of agony severe | C |
From yon dark vessel which contains | D |
The wretch new bound in hopeless chains | D |
Whose soul with keener anguish bleeds | E |
As AFRIC'S less'ning shore recedes | E |
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No more where Ocean's unseen bound | F |
Leaves a drear world of waters round | F |
Between the howling gust shall rise | G |
The stifled captive's latest sighs | G |
No more shall suffocating death | H |
Seize the pent victim's sinking breath | H |
The pang of that convulsive hour | I |
Reproaching man's insatiate power | I |
Man who to AFRIC'S shore has past | J |
Relentless as the annual blast | J |
That sweeps the Western Isles and flings | K |
Destruction from its furious wings | K |
And woman she too weak to bear | L |
The galling chain the tainted air | L |
Of mind too feeble to sustain | M |
The vast accumulated pain | M |
No more in desperation wild | N |
Shall madly strain her gasping child | N |
With all the mother at her soul | O |
With eyes where tears have ceas'd to roll | O |
Shall catch the livid infant's breath | H |
Then sink in agonizing death | H |
BRITAIN the noble blest decree | P |
That soothes despair is fram'd by thee | P |
Thy powerful arm has interpos'd | N |
And one dire scene for ever clos'd | N |
Its horror shall no more belong | Q |
To that foul drama deep with wrong | Q |
O first of EUROPE'S polish'd lands | R |
To ease the captive's iron bands | R |
Long as thy glorious annals shine | S |
This proud distinction shall be thine | S |
Not first alone when valour leads | E |
To rush on danger's noblest deeds | E |
When mercy calls thee to explore | A |
A gloomy path untrod before | A |
Thy ardent spirit springs to heal | T |
And greatly gen'rous dares to feel | T |
Valour is like the meteor's light | N |
Whose partial flash leaves deeper night | N |
While Mercy like the lunar ray | U |
Gilds the thick shade with softer day | U |
Blest deed that met consenting minds | V |
In all but those whom av'rice binds | V |
Who creep in interest's crooked ways | W |
Nor ever pass her narrow maze | W |
Or those whom hard indiff'rence steels | X |
To every pang another feels | X |
For them has fortune round their bowers | Y |
Twin'd partial nymph her lavish flowers | Y |
For them from unsunn'd caves she brings | K |
Her summer ice for them she springs | K |
To climes where hotter suns produce | Z |
The richer fruit's delicious juice | Z |
While they whom wasted blessings tire | I |
Nor leave one want to feed desire | I |
With cool insulting ease demand | N |
Why for yon hopeless captive band | N |
Is ask'd to mitigate despair | L |
The mercy of the common air | L |
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The boon of larger space to breathe | A2 |
While coop'd that hollow deck beneath | B2 |
A lengthen'd plank on which to throw | C2 |
Their shackled limbs while fiercely glow | C2 |
The beams direct that on each head | N |
The fury of contagion shed | N |
And dare presumptuous guilty man | D2 |
Load with offence his fleeting span | D2 |
Deform creation with the gloom | E2 |
Of crimes that blot its cheerful bloom | E2 |
Darken a work so perfect made | N |
And cast the universe in shade | N |
Alas to AFRIC'S fetter'd race | F2 |
Creation wears no form of grace | F2 |
To them earth's pleasant vales are found | N |
A blasted waste a sterile bound | N |
Where the poor wand'rer must sustain | M |
The load of unremitted pain | M |
A region in whose ample scope | G2 |
His eye discerns no gleam of hope | G2 |
Where thought no kind asylum knows | H2 |
On which its anguish may repose | H2 |
But death that to the ravag'd breast | N |
Comes not in shapes of terror drest | N |
Points to green hills where freedom roves | H2 |
And minds renew their former loves | H2 |
Or hov'ring in the troubled air | L |
Hangs the fierce spectre of Despair | L |
Whose soul abhors the gift of life | I2 |
Who stedfast grasps the reeking knife | I2 |
Bids the charg'd heart in torrents bleed | N |
And smiles in frenzy at the deed | N |
Ye noble minds who o'er a sky | J2 |
Where clouds are roll'd and tempests fly | J2 |
Have bid the lambent lustre play | U |
Of one pure lovely azure ray | U |
O far diffuse its op'ning bloom | E2 |
And the wide Hemisphere illume | E2 |
Ye who one bitter drop have drain'd | N |
From slav'ry's cup with horror stain'd | N |
O let no fatal dregs be found | N |
But dash her chalice on the ground | N |
While still she links her impious chain | M |
And calculates the price of pain | M |
Weighs agony in sordid scales | H2 |
And marks if death or life prevails | H2 |
Decides how near the mangling scourge | K2 |
May to the grave its victim urge | K2 |
Yet for awhile with prudent care | L |
The half worn wretch if useful spare | L |
And speculates with skill refin'd | N |
How deep a wound will stab the mind | N |
How far the spirit can endure | L2 |
Calamity that hopes no cure | L2 |
Ye who can selfish cares forego | C2 |
To pity those which others know | C2 |
As light that from its centre strays | H2 |
To glad all nature with its rays | H2 |
O ease the pangs ye stoop to share | L |
And rescue millions from despair | L |
For you while morn in graces gay | U |
Wakes the fresh bloom of op'ning day | U |
Gilds with her purple light your dome | E2 |
Renewing all the joys of home | E2 |
Of that dear shed which first ye knew | M2 |
Where first the sweet affections grew | M2 |
Whose charm alike the heart can draw | N2 |
If form'd of marble or of straw | N2 |
Whether the voice of pleasure calls | H2 |
And gladness echoes through its walls | H2 |
Or to its hallow'd roof we fly | J2 |
With those we love to pour the sigh | J2 |
The load of mingled pain to bear | L |
And soften every pang we share | L |
Ah think how desolate his state | N |
How he the cheerful light must hate | N |
Whom sever'd from his native soil | O2 |
The morning wakes to fruitless toil | O2 |
To labours hope shall never cheer | C |
Or fond domestic joy endear | B |
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Poor wretch on whose despairing eyes | H2 |
His cherish'd home shall never rise | H2 |
Condemn'd severe extreme to live | P2 |
When all is fled that life can give | Q2 |
And ah the blessings valued most | N |
By human minds are blessings lost | N |
Unlike the objects of the eye | J2 |
Enlarging as we bring them nigh | J2 |
Our joys at distance strike the breast | N |
And seem diminish'd when possest | N |
Who from his far divided shore | A |
The half expiring captive bore | A |
Those whom the traffic of their race | H2 |
Has robb'd of every human grace | H2 |
Whose harden'd souls no more retain | M |
Impressions nature stamp'd in vain | M |
As streams that once the landscape gave | R2 |
Reflected on the trembling wave | R2 |
Their substance change when lock'd in frost | N |
And rest in dead contraction lost | N |
Who view unmoved the look that tells | H2 |
The pang that in the bosom dwells | H2 |
Heed not the nerves that terror shakes | H2 |
The heart convulsive anguish breaks | H2 |
The shriek that would their crimes upbraid | N |
But deem despair a part of trade | N |
Such only for detested gain | M |
The barb'rous commerce would maintain | M |
The gen'rous sailor he who dares | H2 |
All forms of danger while he bears | H2 |
The British flag o'er sultry seas | H2 |
And spreads it on the Polar breeze | H2 |
He to whose guardian arm we owe | C2 |
Each blessing that the happy know | C2 |
Whatever charms the soften'd heart | N |
Each cultur'd grace each finer art | N |
E'en thine most lovely of the train | M |
Sweet Poetry thy heav'n taught strain | M |
His breast where nobler passions burn | S2 |
In honest poverty would spurn | S2 |
The wealth oppression can bestow | C2 |
And scorn to wound a fetter'd foe | C2 |
True courage in the unconquered soul | O |
Yields to Compassion's mild control | O |
As the resisting frame of steel | T |
The magnet's secret force can feel | T |
When borne at length to Western lands | H2 |
Chain'd on the beach the captive stands | H2 |
Where Man dire merchandize is sold | N |
And barter'd life is paid for gold | N |
In mute affliction see him try | J2 |
To read his new possessor's eye | J2 |
If one blest glance of mercy there | L |
One half form'd tear may check despair | L |
Ah if that eye with sorrow sees | H2 |
His languid look his quiv'ring knees | H2 |
Those limbs which scarce their load sustain | M |
That form consum'd in wasting pain | M |
Such sorrow fills his ruthless eye | J2 |
Who sees the lamb he doom'd to die | J2 |
In pining sickness yield his life | I2 |
And thus elude the sharpen'd knife | I2 |
Or if where savage habit steels | H2 |
The vulgar mind one bosom feels | H2 |
The sacred claim of helpless woe | C2 |
If pity in that soil can grow | C2 |
Yet why on one poor chance must rest | N |
The int'rest of a kindred breast | N |
Why yield to passion's wayward laws | H2 |
Humanity's devoted caus | H2 |
Helen Maria Williams
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