Randolph Of Roanoke Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GBHBDDDD IBDBJKEK LBKBDEME NDODBBPB EQDREBSB ETETDEGE UBSBPVWV XDBDBBYB XEXEZGEG EBA2BB2BSB C2NEND2BBB IBE2BBB B DXDXEBDB DEDEEBEB| O Mother Earth upon thy lap | A |
| Thy weary ones receiving | B |
| And o'er them silent as a dream | C |
| Thy grassy mantle weaving | B |
| Fold softly in thy long embrace | D |
| That heart so worn and broken | E |
| And cool its pulse of fire beneath | F |
| Thy shadows old and oaken | E |
| - | |
| Shut out from him the bitter word | G |
| And serpent hiss of scorning | B |
| Nor let the storms of yesterday | H |
| Disturb his quiet morning | B |
| Breathe over him forgetfulness | D |
| Of all save deeds of kindness | D |
| And save to smiles of grateful eyes | D |
| Press down his lids in blindness | D |
| - | |
| There where with living ear and eye | I |
| He heard Potomac's flowing | B |
| And through his tall ancestral trees | D |
| Saw autumn's sunset glowing | B |
| He sleeps still looking to the west | J |
| Beneath the dark wood shadow | K |
| As if he still would see the sun | E |
| Sink down on wave and meadow | K |
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| Bard Sage and Tribune in himself | L |
| All moods of mind contrasting | B |
| The tenderest wail of human woe | K |
| The scorn like lightning blasting | B |
| The pathos which from rival eyes | D |
| Unwilling tears could summon | E |
| The stinging taunt the fiery burst | M |
| Of hatred scarcely human | E |
| - | |
| Mirth sparkling like a diamond shower | N |
| From lips of life long sadness | D |
| Clear picturings of majestic thought | O |
| Upon a ground of madness | D |
| And over all Romance and Song | B |
| A classic beauty throwing | B |
| And laurelled Clio at his side | P |
| Her storied pages showing | B |
| - | |
| All parties feared him each in turn | E |
| Beheld its schemes disjointed | Q |
| As right or left his fatal glance | D |
| And spectral finger pointed | R |
| Sworn foe of Cant he smote it down | E |
| With trenchant wit unsparing | B |
| And mocking rent with ruthless hand | S |
| The robe Pretence was wearing | B |
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| Too honest or too proud to feign | E |
| A love he never cherished | T |
| Beyond Virginia's border line | E |
| His patriotism perished | T |
| While others hailed in distant skies | D |
| Our eagle's dusky pinion | E |
| He only saw the mountain bird | G |
| Stoop o'er his Old Dominion | E |
| - | |
| Still through each change of fortune strange | U |
| Racked nerve and brain all burning | B |
| His loving faith in Mother land | S |
| Knew never shade of turning | B |
| By Britain's lakes by Neva's tide | P |
| Whatever sky was o'er him | V |
| He heard her rivers' rushing sound | W |
| Her blue peaks rose before him | V |
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| He held his slaves yet made withal | X |
| No false and vain pretences | D |
| Nor paid a lying priest to seek | B |
| For Scriptural defences | D |
| His harshest words of proud rebuke | B |
| His bitterest taunt and scorning | B |
| Fell fire like on the Northern brow | Y |
| That bent to him in fawning | B |
| - | |
| He held his slaves yet kept the while | X |
| His reverence for the Human | E |
| In the dark vassals of his will | X |
| He saw but Man and Woman | E |
| No hunter of God's outraged poor | Z |
| His Roanoke valley entered | G |
| No trader in the souls of men | E |
| Across his threshold ventured | G |
| - | |
| And when the old and wearied man | E |
| Lay down for his last sleeping | B |
| And at his side a slave no more | A2 |
| His brother man stood weeping | B |
| His latest thought his latest breath | B2 |
| To Freedom's duty giving | B |
| With failing tongue and trembling hand | S |
| The dying blest the living | B |
| - | |
| Oh never bore his ancient State | C2 |
| A truer son or braver | N |
| None trampling with a calmer scorn | E |
| On foreign hate or favor | N |
| He knew her faults yet never stooped | D2 |
| His proud and manly feeling | B |
| To poor excuses of the wrong | B |
| Or meanness of concealing | B |
| - | |
| But none beheld with clearer eye | I |
| The plague spot o'er her spreading | B |
| None heard more sure the steps of Doom | E2 |
| Along her future treading | B |
| For her as for himself he spake | B |
| When his gaunt frame upbracing | B |
| He traced with dying hand 'Remorse ' | - |
| And perished in the tracing | B |
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| As from the grave where Henry sleeps | D |
| From Vernon's weeping willow | X |
| And from the grassy pall which hides | D |
| The Sage of Monticello | X |
| So from the leaf strewn burial stone | E |
| Of Randolph's lowly dwelling | B |
| Virginia o'er thy land of slaves | D |
| A warning voice is swelling | B |
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| And hark from thy deserted fields | D |
| Are sadder warnings spoken | E |
| From quenched hearths where thy exiled sons | D |
| Their household gods have broken | E |
| The curse is on thee wolves for men | E |
| And briers for corn sheaves giving | B |
| Oh more than all thy dead renown | E |
| Were now one hero living | B |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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