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The Triumph Of Melancholy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Memory be still why throng upon the thought	B
These scenes deep stain'd with Sorrow's sable dye	C
Hast thou in store no joy illumined draught	D
To cheer bewilder'd Fancy's tearful eye	C
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Yes from afar a landscape seems to rise	E
Deck'd gorgeous by the lavish hand of Spring	F
Thin gilded clouds float light along the skies	E
And laughing Loves disport on fluttering wing	F
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How blest the youth in yonder valley laid	G
Soft smiles in every conscious feature play	H
While to the gale low murmuring through the glade	G
He tempers sweet his sprightly warbling lay	H
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Hail Innocence whose bosom all serene	I
Feels not fierce Passion's raving tempest roll	J
Oh ne'er may Care distract that placid mien	I
Oh ne'er may Doubt's dark shades o'erwhelm thy soul	J
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Vain wish for lo in gay attire conceal'd	K
Yonder she comes the heart inflaming fiend	L
Will no kind power the helpless stripling shield	K
Swift to her destined prey see Passion bend	M
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O smile accursed to hide the worst designs	N
Now with blithe eye she woo's him to be blest	O
While round her arm unseen a serpent twines	N
And lo she hurls it hissing at his breast	O
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And instant lo his dizzy eyeball swims	N
Ghastly and reddening darts a threatful glare	P
Pain with strong grasp distorts his writhing limbs	N
And Fear's cold hand erects his bristling hair	P
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Is this O life is this thy boasted prime	Q
And does thy spring no happier prospect yield	K
Why gilds the vernal sun thy gaudy clime	Q
When nipping mildews waste the flowery field	K
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How Memory pains Let some gay theme beguile	R
The musing mind and soothe to soft delight	S
Ye images of woe no more recoil	T
Be life's past scenes wrapt in oblivious night	S
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Now when fierce Winter arm'd with wasteful power	U
Heaves the wild deep that thunders from afar	V
How sweet to sit in this sequester'd bower	U
To hear and but to hear the mingling war	W
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Ambition here displays no gilded toy	X
That tempts on desperate wing the soul to rise	N
Nor Pleasure's flower embroider'd paths decoy	X
Nor Anguish lurks in Grandeur's gay disguise	N
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Oft has Contentment cheer'd this lone abode	Y
With the mild languish of her smiling eye	C
Here Health has oft in blushing beauty glow'd	Y
While loose robed Quiet stood enamour'd by	C
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Even the storm lulls to more profound repose	N
The storm these humble walls assails in vain	Z
Screen'd is the lily when the whirlwind blows	N
While the oak's stately ruin strews the plain	Z
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Blow on ye winds Thine Winter be the skies	N
Roll the old ocean and the vales lay waste	A2
Nature thy momentary rage defies	N
To her relief the gentler seasons haste	A2
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Throned in her emerald car see Spring appear	B2
As Fancy wills the landscape starts to view	C2
Her emerald car the youthful Zephyrs bear	P
Fanning her bosom with their pinions blue	C2
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Around the jocund Hours are fluttering seen	I
And lo her rod the rose lipp'd power extends	N
And lo the lawns are deck'd in living green	I
And Beauty's bright eyed train from heaven descends	N
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Haste happy days and make all nature glad	D2
But will all nature joy at your return	E2
Say can ye cheer pale Sickness' gloomy bed	F2
Or dry the tears that bathe the untimely urn	E2
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Will ye one transient ray of gladness dart	G2
'Cross the dark cell where hopeless slavery lies	N
To ease tired Disappointment's bleeding heart	G2
Will all your stores of softening balm suffice	N
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When fell Oppression in his harpy fangs	N
From Want's weak grasp the last sad morsel bears	N
Can ye allay the heart wrung parent's pangs	N
Whose famish'd child craves help with fruitless tears	N
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For ah thy reign Oppression is not past	H2
Who from the shivering limbs the vestment rends	N
Who lays the once rejoicing village waste	A2
Bursting the ties of lovers and of friends	N
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O ye to Pleasure who resign the day	H
As loose in Luxury's clasping arms you lie	C
O yet let pity in your breast bear sway	H
And learn to melt at Misery's moving cry	C
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But hop'st thou Muse vain glorious as thou art	G2
With the weak impulse of thy humble strain	Z
Hop'st thou to soften Pride's obdurate heart	G2
When Errol's bright example shines in vain	Z
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Then cease the theme Turn Fancy turn thine eye	C
Thy weeping eye nor further urge thy flight	S
Thy haunts alas no gleams of joy supply	C
Or transient gleams that flash and sink in night	S
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Yet fain the mind its anguish would forego	I2
Spread then historic Muse thy pictured scroll	J
Bid thy great scenes in all their splendour glow	I2
And swell to thought sublime the exalted soul	J
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What mingling pomps rush boundless on the gaze	N
What gallant navies ride the heaving deep	J2
What glittering towns their cloud wrapt turrets raise	N
What bulwarks frown horrific o'er the steep	J2
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Bristling with spears and bright with burnish'd shields	N
The embattled legions stretch their long array	H
Discord's red torch as fierce she scours the fields	N
With bloody tincture stains the face of day	H
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And now the hosts in silence wait the sign	K2
How keen their looks whom Liberty inspires	N
Quick as the Goddess darts along the line	K2
Each breast impatient burns with noble fires	N
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Her form how graceful In her lofty mien	I
The smiles of Love stern Wisdom's frown control	J
Her fearless eye determined though serene	I
Speaks the great purpose and the unconquer'd soul	J
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Mark where Ambition leads the adverse band	L2
Each feature fierce and haggard as with pain	Z
With menace loud he cries while from his hand	L2
He vainly strives to wipe the crimson stain	Z
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Lo at his call impetuous as the storms	N
Headlong to deeds of death the hosts are driven	M2
Hatred to madness wrought each face deforms	N
Mounts the black whirlwind and involves the heaven	M2
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Now Virtue now thy powerful succour lend	M
Shield them for Liberty who dare to die	C
Ah Liberty will none thy cause befriend	M
Are these thy sons thy generous sons that fly	C
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Not Virtue's self when Heaven its aid denies	N
Can brace the loosen'd nerves or warm the heart	G2
Not Virtue's self can still the burst of sighs	N
When festers in the soul Misfortune's dart	G2
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See where by heaven bred terror all dismay'd	G
The scattering legions pour along the plain	Z
Ambition's car with bloody spoils array'd	G
Hews its broad way as Vengeance guides the rein	Z
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But who is he that by yon lonely brook	N2
With woods o'erhung and precipices rude	O2
Abandon'd lies and with undaunted look	N2
Sees streaming from his breast the purple flood	P2
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Ah Brutus ever thine be Virtue's tear	P
Lo his dim eyes to Liberty he turns	N
As scarce supported on her broken spear	B2
O'er her expiring son the goddess mourns	N
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Loose to the wind her azure mantle flies	N
From her dishevell'd locks she rends the plume	Q
No lustre lightens in her weeping eyes	N
And on her tear stain'd cheek no roses bloom	Q
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Meanwhile the world Ambition owns thy sway	H
Fame's loudest trumpet labours in thy praise	N
For thee the Muse awakes her sweetest lay	H
And Flattery bids for thee her altars blaze	N
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Nor in life's lofty bustling sphere alone	Q2
The sphere where monarchs and where heroes toil	T
Sink Virtue's sons beneath Misfortune's frown	R2
While Guilt's thrill'd bosom leaps at Pleasure's smile	R
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Full oft where Solitude and Silence dwell	S2
Far far remote amid the lowly plain	Z
Resounds the voice of Woe from Virtue's cell	S2
Such is man's doom and Pity weeps in vain	Z
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Still grief recoils How vainly have I strove	T2
Thy power O Melancholy to withstand	L2
Tired I submit but yet O yet remove	U2
Or ease the pressure of thy heavy hand	L2
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Yet for a while let the bewilder'd soul	J
Find in society relief from woe	I2
O yield a while to Friendship's soft control	J
Some respite Friendship	V2