Elegy (tir'd With The Busy Crouds) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFGF HIHI JAJA KLKM NONO PQPQ RSRS TNTN HUHU| Tir'd with the busy crouds that all the day | A |
| Impatient throng where Folly's altars flame | B |
| My languid powers dissolve with quick decay | A |
| Till genial Sleep repair the sinking frame | B |
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| Hail kind Reviver that canst lull the cares | C |
| And every weary sense compose to rest | D |
| Lighten th' oppressive load which Anguish bears | C |
| And warm with hope the cold desponding breast | D |
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| Touch'd by thy rod from Power's majestic brow | E |
| Drops the gay plume he pines a lowly clown | F |
| And on the cold earth stretch'd the son of Woe | G |
| Quaffs Pleasure's draught and wears a fancy'd crown | F |
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| When rous'd by thee on boundless pinions born | H |
| Fancy to fairy scenes exults to rove | I |
| Now scales the cliff gay gleaming on the morn | H |
| Now sad and silent treads the deepening grove | I |
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| Or skims the main and listens to the storms | J |
| Marks the long waves roll far remote away | A |
| Or mingling with ten thousand glittering forms | J |
| Floats on the gale and basks in purest day | A |
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| Haply ere long pierc'd by the howling blast | K |
| Through dark and pathless desarts I shall roam | L |
| Plunge down th' unfathom'd deep or shrink aghast | K |
| Where bursts the shrieking spectre from the tomb | M |
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| Perhaps loose Luxury's enchanting smile | N |
| Shall lure my steps to some romantic dale | O |
| Where Mirth's light freaks th' unheeded hours beguile | N |
| And airs of rapture warble in the gale | O |
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| Instructive emblem of this mortal state | P |
| Where scenes as various every hour arise | Q |
| In swift succession which the hand of Fate | P |
| Presents then snatches from our wondering eyes | Q |
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| Be taught vain man how fleeting all thy joys | R |
| Thy boasted grandeur and thy glittering store | S |
| Death comes and all thy fancy'd bliss destroys | R |
| Quick as a dream it fades and is no more | S |
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| And sons of Sorrow though the threatening storm | T |
| Of angry Fortune overhang a while | N |
| Let not her frowns your inward peace deform | T |
| Soon happier days in happier climes shall smile | N |
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| Through earth's throng'd visions while we toss forlorn | H |
| 'Tis tumult all and rage and restless strife | U |
| But these shall vanish like the dreams of morn | H |
| When Death awakes us to immortal life | U |
James Beattie
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