The Palatine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Leagues north as fly the gull and aukA
Point Judith watches with eye of hawkA
Leagues south thy beacon flames MontaukA
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Lonely and wind shorn wood forsakenB
With never a tree for Spring to wakenB
For tryst of lovers or farewells takenB
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Circled by waters that never freezeC
Beaten by billow and swept by breezeC
Lieth the island of ManiseesC
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Set at the mouth of the Sound to holdD
The coast lights up on its turret oldD
Yellow with moss and sea fog mouldD
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Dreary the land when gust and sleetE
At its doors and windows howl and beatE
And Winter laughs at its fires of peatE
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But in summer time when pool and pondF
Held in the laps of valleys fondF
Are blue as the glimpses of sea beyondF
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When the hills are sweet with the brier roseC
And hid in the warm soft dells uncloseC
Flowers the mainland rarely knowsC
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When boats to their morning fishing goA
And held to the wind and slanting lowA
Whitening and darkening the small sails showA
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Then is that lonely island fairG
And the pale health seeker findeth thereG
The wine of life in its pleasant airG
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No greener valleys the sun inviteH
On smoother beaches no sea birds lightH
No blue waves shatter to foam more whiteH
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There circling ever their narrow rangeI
Quaint tradition and legend strangeI
Live on unchallenged and know no changeI
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Old wives spinning their webs of towA
Or rocking weirdly to and froA
In and out of the peat's dull glowA
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And old men mending their nets of twineJ
Talk together of dream and signJ
Talk of the lost ship PalatineJ
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The ship that a hundred years beforeK
Freighted deep with its goodly storeK
In the gales of the equinox went ashoreK
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The eager islanders one by oneB
Counted the shots of her signal gunB
And heard the crash when she drove right onL
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Into the teeth of death she spedM
May God forgive the hands that fedM
The false lights over the rocky HeadM
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O men and brothers what sights were thereG
White upturned faces hands stretched in prayerG
Where waves had pity could ye not spareG
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Down swooped the wreckers like birds of preyN
Tearing the heart of the ship awayN
And the dead had never a word to sayN
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And then with ghastly shimmer and shineJ
Over the rocks and the seething brineJ
They burned the wreck of the PalatineJ
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In their cruel hearts as they homeward spedM
'The sea and the rocks are dumb ' they saidM
'There 'll be no reckoning with the dead '-
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But the year went round and when once moreK
Along their foam white curves of shoreK
They heard the line storm rave and roarK
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Behold again with shimmer and shineJ
Over the rocks and the seething brineJ
The flaming wreck of the PalatineJ
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So haply in fitter words than theseC
Mending their nets on their patient kneesC
They tell the legend of ManiseesC
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Nor looks nor tones a doubt betrayN
'It is known to us all ' they quietly sayN
'We too have seen it in our day '-
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Is there then no death for a word once spokenB
Was never a deed but left its tokenB
Written on tables never brokenB
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Do the elements subtle reflections giveO
Do pictures of all the ages liveP
On Nature's infinite negativeO
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Which half in sport in malice halfQ
She shows at times with shudder or laughQ
Phantom and shadow in photographQ
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For still on many a moonless nightH
From Kingston Head and from Montauk lightH
The spectre kindles and burns in sightH
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Now low and dim now clear and higherR
Leaps up the terrible Ghost of FireR
Then slowly sinking the flames expireS
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And the wise Sound skippers though skies be fineJ
Reef their sails when they see the signJ
Of the blazing wreck of the PalatineJ
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'A fitter tale to scream than sing '-
The Book man said 'Well fancy then '-
The Reader answered 'on the wingA
The sea birds shriek it not for menT
But in the ear of wave and breeze '-
The Traveller mused 'Your ManiseesN
Is fairy land off Narragansett shoreK
Who ever saw the isle or heard its name beforeK
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''T is some strange land of FlyawayN
Whose dreamy shore the ship beguilesN
St Brandan's in its sea mist grayN
Or sunset loom of Fortunate Isles '-
'No ghost but solid turf and rockA
Is the good island known as Block '-
The Reader said 'For beauty and for easeN
I chose its Indian name soft flowing ManiseesN
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'But let it pass here is a bitU
Of unrhymed story with a hintV
Of the old preaching mood in itU
The sort of sidelong moral squintV
Our friend objects to which has grownW
I fear a habit of my ownW
'Twas written when the Asian plague drew nearX
And the land held its breath and paled with sudden fear '-

John Greenleaf Whittier



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