The Columbiad: Book Viii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A A B CDEEFFGGHIJJKKLLMNOO PPQQRRST UUPPVVWWXXYY XXZLA2A2B2B2VV KC2D2D2VVE2E2F2G2H2H 2I2I2B2B2J2J2 MMK2K2 L2M2N2N2OOO2O2P2P2Q2 Q2D2D2R2R2S2S2T2T2EE U2U2EEVVV2V2R2R2C2C2 W2W2R2R2X2UY2Y2Z2Z2G 2G2A3A3VVB3B3B3B3R2R 2C3C3 R2R2D3D3B3B3LLE2E2GG B3B3B3B3E3E3B3F3The Argument | A |
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Hymn to Peace Eulogy on the heroes slain in the war in which the Author finds occasion to mention his Brother Address to the patriots who have survived the conflict exhorting them to preserve liberty they have established The danger of losing it by inattention illustrated in the rape of the Golden Fleece Freedom succeeding to Despotism in the moral world like Order succeeding to Chaos in the physical world Atlas the guardian Genius of Africa denounces to Hesper the crimes of his people in the slavery of the Afripans The Author addresses his countrymen on that subject and on the principles of their government | A |
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Hesper recurring to his object of showing Columbus the importance of his discoveries reverses the order of time and exhibits the continent again in its savage state He then displays the progress of arts in America Fur trade Fisheries Productions Commerce Education Philosophical discoveries Painting Poetry | B |
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Hail holy Peace from thy sublime abode | C |
Mid circling saints that grace the throne of God | D |
Before his arm around our embryon earth | E |
Stretch'd the dim void and gave to nature birth | E |
Ere morning stars his glowing chambers hung | F |
Or songs of gladness woke an angel's tongue | F |
Veil'd in the splendors of his beamful mind | G |
In blest repose thy placid form reclined | G |
Lived in his life his inward sapience caught | H |
And traced and toned his universe of thought | I |
Borne thro the expanse with his creating voice | J |
Thy presence bade the unfolding worlds rejoice | J |
Led forth the systems on their bright career | K |
Shaped all their curves and fashion'd every sphere | K |
Spaced out their suns and round each radiant goal | L |
Orb over orb compell'd their train to roll | L |
Bade heaven's own harmony their force combine | M |
Taught all their host symphonious strains to join | N |
Gave to seraphic harps their sounding lays | O |
Their joys to angels and to men their praise | O |
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From scenes of blood these verdant shores that stain | P |
From numerous friends in recent battle slain | P |
From blazing towns that scorch the purple sky | Q |
From houseless hordes their smoking walls that fly | Q |
From the black prison ships those groaning graves | R |
From warring fleets that vex the gory waves | R |
From a storm'd world long taught thy flight to mourn | S |
I rise delightful Peace and greet thy glad return | T |
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For now the untuneful trump shall grate no more | U |
Ye silver streams no longer swell with gore | U |
Bear from your war beat banks the guilty stain | P |
With yon retiring navies to the main | P |
While other views unfolding on my eyes | V |
And happier themes bid bolder numbers rise | V |
Bring bounteous Peace in thy celestial throng | W |
Life to my soul and rapture to my song | W |
Give me to trace with pure unclouded ray | X |
The arts and virtues that attend thy sway | X |
To see thy blissful charms that here descend | Y |
Thro distant realms and endless years extend | Y |
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Too long the groans of death and battle's bray | X |
Have rung discordant thro my turgid lay | X |
The drum's rude clang the war wolfs hideous howl | Z |
Convulsed my nerves and agonized my soul | L |
Untuned the harp for all but misery's pains | A2 |
And chased the Muse from corse encumber'd plains | A2 |
Let memory's balm its pious fragrance shed | B2 |
On heroes' wounds and patriot warriors dead | B2 |
Accept departed Shades these grateful sighs | V |
Your fond attendants thro your homeward skies | V |
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And thou my earliest friend my Brother dear | K |
Thy fall untimely still renews my tear | C2 |
In youthful sports in toils in taste allied | D2 |
My kind companion and my faithful guide | D2 |
When death's dread summons from our infant eyes | V |
Had call'd our last loved parent to the skies | V |
Tho young in arms and still obscure thy name | E2 |
Thy bosom panted for the deeds of fame | E2 |
Beneath Montgomery's eye when by thy steel | F2 |
In northern wilds the frequent savage fell | G2 |
Fired by his voice and foremost at his call | H2 |
To mount the breach or scale the flamy wall | H2 |
Thy daring hand had many a laurel gain'd | I2 |
If years had ripen'd what thy fancy feign'd | I2 |
Lamented Youth when thy great leader bled | B2 |
Thro the same wound thy parting spirit fled | B2 |
Join'd the long train the self devoted band | J2 |
The gods the saviors of their native land | J2 |
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On fame's high pinnacle their names shall shine | M |
Unending ages greet the group divine | M |
Whose holy hands our banners first unfurl'd | K2 |
And conquer'd freedom for the grateful world | K2 |
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And you their peers whose steel avenged their blood | L2 |
Whose breasts with theirs our sacred rampart stood | M2 |
Illustrious relics of a thousand fields | N2 |
To you at last the foe reluctant yields | N2 |
But tho the Muse too prodigal of praise | O |
Dares with the dead your living worth to raise | O |
Think not my friends the patriot's task is done | O2 |
Or Freedom safe because the battle's won | O2 |
Unnumber'd foes far different arms that wield | P2 |
Wait the weak moment when she quits her shield | P2 |
To plunge in her bold breast the insidious dart | Q2 |
Or pour keen poison round her thoughtless heart | Q2 |
Perhaps they'll strive her votaries to divide | D2 |
From their own veins to draw the vital tide | D2 |
Perhaps by cooler calculation shown | R2 |
Create materials to construct a throne | R2 |
Dazzle her guardians with the glare of state | S2 |
Corrupt with power with borrowed pomp inflate | S2 |
Bid thro the land the soft infection creep | T2 |
Whelm all her sons in one lethargic sleep | T2 |
Crush her vast empire in its brilliant birth | E |
And chase the goddess from the ravaged earth | E |
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The Dragon thus that watch'd the Colchian fleece | U2 |
Foil'd the fierce warriors of wide plundering Greece | U2 |
Warriors of matchless might and wondrous birth | E |
Jove's sceptred sons and demigods of earth | E |
High on the sacred tree the glittering prize | V |
Hangs o'er its guard and tires the warriors' eyes | V |
First their hurl'd spears his spiral folds assail | V2 |
Their spears fall pointless from his flaky mail | V2 |
Onward with dauntless swords they plunge amain | R2 |
He shuns their blows recoils his twisting train | R2 |
Darts forth his forky tongue heaves high in air | C2 |
His fiery crest and sheds a hideous glare | C2 |
Champs churns his poisonous juice and hissing loud | W2 |
Spouts thick the stifling tempest o'er the crowd | W2 |
Then with one sweep of convoluted train | R2 |
Rolls back all Greece and besoms wide the plain | R2 |
O'erturns the sons of gods dispersing far | X2 |
The pirate horde and closes quick the war | U |
From his red jaws tremendous triumph roars | Y2 |
Dark Euxine trembles to its distant shores | Y2 |
Proud Jason starts confounded in his might | Z2 |
Leads back his peers and dares no more the fight | Z2 |
But the sly Priestess brings her opiate spell | G2 |
Soft charms that hush the triple hound of hell | G2 |
Bids Orpheus tune his all enchanting lyre | A3 |
And join to calm the guardian's sleepless ire | A3 |
Soon from the tepid ground blue vapors rise | V |
And sounds melodious move along the skies | V |
A settling tremor thro his folds extends | B3 |
His crest contracts his rainbow heck unbends | B3 |
O'er all his hundred hoops the languor crawls | B3 |
Each curve develops every volute falls | B3 |
His broad back flattens as he spreads the plain | R2 |
And sleep consigns him to his lifeless reign | R2 |
Flusht at the sight the pirates seize the spoil | C3 |
And ravaged Colchis rues the insidious toil | C3 |
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Yes fellow freemen sons of high renown | R2 |
Chant your loud peans weave your civic crown | R2 |
But know the goddess you've so long adored | D3 |
Tho now she scabbards your avenging sword | D3 |
Calls you to vigil ance to manlier cares | B3 |
To prove in peace the men she proved in wars | B3 |
Superior task severer test of soul | L |
Tis here bold virtue plays her noblest role | L |
And merits most of praise The warrior's name | E2 |
Tho peal'd and chimed on all the tongues of fame | E2 |
Sounds less harmonious to the grateful mind | G |
Than his who fashions and improves mankind | G |
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And what high meed your new vocation waits | B3 |
Freedom parturient with a hundred states | B3 |
Confides them to your hand the nascent prize | B3 |
Claims all your care your soundest wisdom tries | B3 |
Ah nurture temper train your infant charge | E3 |
Its force develop and its life enlarge | E3 |
Unfold each day some adolescent grace | B3 |
Some rig | F3 |
Joel Barlow
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