The Fury Of Discord Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ EKEK LMLM NONO EPLP QQQR STSF UVUV UWUW UXUY YZYF A2YA2Y YYYY LB2LB2 C2YC2Y LD2LD2 RE2RE2 F2FF2F RZRF YG2YG2 H2I2H2I2 YJ2YJ2| In a chariot of fire thro Hell's flaming arch | A |
| The Fury of Discord appear'd | B |
| A myriad of demons attended her march | A |
| And in Gallia her standard she rear'd | B |
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| Thy name so enchanting sweet Freedom she took | C |
| But in vain did she try to assume | D |
| Thy smile of content thy enlivening look | C |
| And thy roseate mountainous bloom | D |
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| For wan was her visage and phrensied her eye | E |
| At her girdle a poniard she wore | F |
| Her bosom and limbs were expos'd to the sky | E |
| And her robe was besprinkled with gore | F |
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| Nature shudder'd and sigh'd as the wild rabble past | G |
| Each flow'r droop'd its beautiful head | H |
| The groves became dusky and moan'd in the blast | G |
| And Virtue and Innocence fled | H |
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| She rose from her car 'midst the yell of her crew | I |
| Emblazon'd a scroll she unfurl'd | J |
| And on it the dreams of Philosophy drew | I |
| 'Tis the Charter she cried of the World | J |
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| Plunder keen ey'd and lean rang with plaudits the sky | E |
| Murder grinn'd as he whetted his steel | K |
| While Blasphemy swore the Redeemer on high | E |
| Was the creature of Folly and Zeal | K |
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| The scaffold grew red with the blood of the brave | L |
| Kings turn'd pale on their thrones at her nod | M |
| While Loyalty fled to the gloom of the cave | L |
| And Piety knelt to her God | M |
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| At length after changing her chiefs at her will | N |
| As their mischievous zeal grew remiss | O |
| She sought a fresh fav'rite with dexterous skill | N |
| From Obscurity's darkest abyss | O |
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| The pow'rs of her monstrous adoption to try | E |
| 'Midst Syria thy waterless waste | P |
| She bade him the blast of thy desert outvie | L |
| And defile all thy relics of taste | P |
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| The chieftain obey'd with a merciful air | Q |
| He wrung from thy natives a tear | Q |
| But the justice and valour of Britain e'en there | Q |
| Shook his legions recoiling with fear | R |
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| Well pleas'd with his crimes the Fury with flight | S |
| To her empire safe wafted him o'er | T |
| Whilst the spectres of Jaffa with ghastly delight | S |
| The murd'rer pursued to the shore | F |
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| Arriv'd for his brow lo a turban she made | U |
| Bright with gems pluck'd from Gallia's crown | V |
| To give him a name she Rome's hist'ry survey'd | U |
| In the days of her early renown | V |
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| To embellish his guilt or to soften its shade | U |
| The Arts mournful captives she kept | W |
| And the plund'rer and plunder of Europe display'd | U |
| To the wand'rer who wonder'd and wept | W |
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| To support this apostate imperial shade | U |
| This impious mock'ry of good | X |
| She rais'd a banditti to whom she convey'd | U |
| His spirit for plunder and blood | Y |
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| The chiefs of the earth in a panic beheld | Y |
| The flash of his sabre afar | Z |
| They enter'd but pensively mov'd from the field | Y |
| And bow'd to this idol of war | F |
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| Till fum'd with the incense of slavish applause | A2 |
| O'er the globe's fairest portion he trod | Y |
| And spurning its liberty spirit and laws | A2 |
| Conceiv'd himself rais'd to a god | Y |
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| But England disdain'd to the Tyrant to bend | Y |
| Still erect undismay'd she was found | Y |
| Infuriate he swore that his bolt should descend | Y |
| And her temples should fall to the ground | Y |
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| Yes here if his banner is destin'd to wave | L |
| It shall float o'er her temples laid low | B2 |
| O'er piles of her children who loyal and brave | L |
| Such a victory never will know | B2 |
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| Oh banish the thought for learn 'tis in vain | C2 |
| Thus thou maniac Tyrant to boast | Y |
| As soon shall her base be remov'd by the main | C2 |
| As her empire by thee and thy host | Y |
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| The sound is gone forth 'tis recorded above | L |
| To the mountain it spread from the vale | D2 |
| Our God and our King and our Country we love | L |
| And for them we will die or prevail | D2 |
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| Then hasten the day if thy threat be sincere | R |
| Let the winds blow thy myriads along | E2 |
| Then soon may thy boasted armada appear | R |
| And our rocks catch thy death breathing song | E2 |
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| Thy guardian foul deity hideous with crime | F2 |
| Shall view as she moves to our shore | F |
| The Genius of Britain mild brave and sublime | F2 |
| And shall boast her achievements no more | F |
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| Oh direful and strange will the contest appear | R |
| Big with freedom to nations afar | Z |
| The good who confide and the guilty who fear | R |
| Shall join in the conflict of war | F |
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| In Heaven with smiles shall the happy and blest | Y |
| Lean over its bright beaming walls | G2 |
| To guide and support to the regions of rest | Y |
| The soul of the patriot who falls | G2 |
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| Britannia thy Muse on a rock high and steep | H2 |
| The fate of the fight shall proclaim | I2 |
| The strings of her lyre Inspiration shall sweep | H2 |
| Recording each hero by name | I2 |
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| The world to its centre shall shake with delight | Y |
| As thus she announces their fall | J2 |
| They sink our invaders submit to our might | Y |
| The ocean has buried them all | J2 |
John Carr (sir)
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