Henry Kirk White

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Nelsoni Mors Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOOP MQRSTUVWXYZA2B2C2RD2 E2F2G2H2I2G2J2G2K2 L2A

Yet once again my Harp yet once againA
One ditty more and on the mountain ashB
I will again suspend thee I have feltC
The warm tear frequent on my cheek since lastD
At eventide when all the winds were hush'dE
I woke to thee the melancholy songF
Since then with Thoughtfulness a maid severeG
I've journey'd and have learn'd to shape the freaksH
Of frolic fancy to the line of truthI
Not unrepining for my froward heartJ
Stills turns to thee mine Harp and to the flowK
Of spring gales past the woods and storied hauntsL
Of my not songless boyhood Yet once moreM
Not fearless I will wake thy tremulous tonesN
My long neglected Harp He must not sinkO
The good the brave he must not shall not sinkO
Without the meed of some melodious tearP
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Though from the Muse's chalice I may pourM
No precious dews of Aganippe's wellQ
Or Castaly though from the morning cloudR
I fetch no hues to scatter on his hearseS
Yet will I wreathe a garland for his browsT
Of simple flowers such as the hedge rows scentU
Of Britain my loved country and with tearsV
Most eloquent yet silent I will batheW
Thy honour'd corse my Nelson tears as warmX
And honest as the ebbing blood that flow'dY
Fast from thy honest heart Thou Pity tooZ
If ever I have loved with faltering stepA2
To follow thee in the cold and starless nightB2
To the top crag of some rain beaten cliffC2
And as I heard the deep gun bursting loudR
Amid the pauses of the storm have pour'dD2
Wild strains and mournful to the hurrying windsE2
The dying soul's viaticum if oftF2
Amid the carnage of the field I've sateG2
With thee upon the moonlight throne and sungH2
To cheer the fainting soldier's dying soulI2
With mercy and forgiveness visitantG2
Of Heaven sit thou upon my harpJ2
And give it feeling which were else too coldG2
For argument so great for theme so highK2
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How dimly on that morn the sun aroseL2
'Kerchief'd in mists and tearful whenA

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