On The Palatine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBB CDCDDD EFEFFF GHGHHH IJIJJJ JKJKKK LMLMMM JNJNON LPLPPP JQJRQQ JSJSSS QTQTTT UEUEEE SQSQQQ| I tread the vast deserted stage | A |
| Whereon the Caesars lived and died | B |
| The relics of Rome's golden age | A |
| Lie strewn about me far and wide | B |
| Mementoes of an empire's pride | B |
| The homes of men once deified | B |
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| What are they now Stupendous piles | C |
| Of mouldering corridors and walls | D |
| On which alike the sunshine smiles | C |
| And cold the rain of winter falls | D |
| A wilderness of roofless halls | D |
| Whose tragic history appalls | D |
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| Below me like an opened grave | E |
| The Forum's excavations lie | F |
| Where column arch and architrave | E |
| In solemn grandeur greet the eye | F |
| Still guarding 'neath Italia's sky | F |
| The glory that can never die | F |
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| And here above me and around | G |
| In part still shrouded by the soil | H |
| A stony chaos strews the ground | G |
| Where patient students delve and toil | H |
| To bring to light Time's buried spoil | H |
| And History's tangled threads uncoil | H |
| - | |
| Halt where thou standest Rome was born | I |
| These stones by Romulus were placed | J |
| When on that far off April morn | I |
| Two snow white bulls the furrow traced | J |
| For Rome's first wall which firmly based | J |
| Two thousand years have not effaced | J |
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| From these rude blocks how vast the bound | J |
| To that huge labyrinthine mass | K |
| Through which the secret pathways wound | J |
| Where emperors if alarmed could pass | K |
| Yet even there could find alas | K |
| The poignard or the poisoned glass | K |
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| What ghastly crimes these rooms recall | L |
| Here Nero watched his brother drain | M |
| The fatal draught then lifeless fall | L |
| Here too Caligula was slain | M |
| When shrieking with disordered brain | M |
| He pleaded for his life in vain | M |
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| At every turn some pallid ghost | J |
| With haggard features seems to rise | N |
| To join the long drawn murdered host | J |
| That moves with sad averted eyes | N |
| Like victims to a sacrifice | O |
| To where the Via Sacra lies | N |
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| Behold the mighty Judgment Hall | L |
| Where Nero with indifferent air | P |
| Remarked the pleading of St Paul | L |
| Nor dreamed the man before him there | P |
| Would soon be read and reverenced where | P |
| The Roman empire had no share | P |
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| Where are they all those men of pride | J |
| Whose palace was the Palatine | Q |
| From Romulus the fratricide | J |
| To Hadrian and Constantine | R |
| The last of all the western line | Q |
| Of Caesars who were deemed divine | Q |
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| And all the millions who were swayed | J |
| By those who dwelt upon this hill | S |
| And who in humble awe obeyed | J |
| The dictates of their sovereign will | S |
| Are they self conscious beings still | S |
| Or are their minds and bodies Nil | S |
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| I watch our planet's god decline | Q |
| Behind the tomb girt Appian Way | T |
| The old imperial Palatine | Q |
| Grows purple 'neath the sun's last ray | T |
| Shades of the Caesars if ye may | T |
| The mystery of death portray | T |
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| Are there in truth Elysian Fields | U |
| And is there life beyond the grave | E |
| Or are the years that Nature yields | U |
| Confined this side the Stygian wave | E |
| For those who more existence crave | E |
| Is there a Power to help and save | E |
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| Alas no answer on their hill | S |
| The murdered Caesars make no sign | Q |
| Their myriad subjects too are still | S |
| Mute as the voiceless Palatine | Q |
| Yet overhead the fixed stars shine | Q |
| And bid us trust in the Divine | Q |
John L. Stoddard
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