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IT is a summer evening calm and fair	A
A warm yet freshening glow is in the air	A
Along its bank the cool stream wanders slow	B
Like parting friends that linger as they go	B
The willows as its waters meekly glide	C
Bend their dishevelled tresses to the tide	C
And seem to give it with a moaning sigh	D
A farewell touch of tearful sympathy	E
Each dusky copse is clad in darkest green	F
A blackening mass just edged with silver sheen	F
From yon clear moon who in her glassy face	G
Seems to reflect the risings of the place	G
For on her still pale orb the eye may see	E
Dim spots of shadowy brown like distant tree	E
Or far off hillocks on a moonlight lea	E
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The stars have lit in heaven their lamps of gold	H
The viewless dew falls lightly on the wold	H
The gentle air that softly sweeps the leaves	I
A strain of faint unearthly music weaves	I
As when the harp of heaven remotely plays	J
Or cygnet's wail or song of sorrowing fays	J
That float amid the moonshine glimmerings pale	K
On wings of woven air in some enchanted vale	K
	-
It is an eve that drops a heavenly balm	L
To lull the feelings to a sober calm	L
To bid wild passion's fiery flush depart	M
And smooth the troubled waters of the heart	M
To give a tranquil fixedness to grief	N
A cherished gloom that wishes not relief	N
	-
Torn is that heart and bitter are its throes	J
That cannot feel on such a night repose	J
And yet one breast there is that breathes this air	A
An eye that wanders o'er the prospect fair	A
That sees yon placid moon and the pure sky	D
Of mild unclouded blue and still that eye	D
Is thrown in restless vacancy around	O
Or cast in gloomy trance on the cold ground	O
And still that breast with maddening passion burns	J
And hatred love and sorrow rule by turns	J
	-
A lovely figure and in happier hour	P
When pleasure laugh'd abroad from hall and bower	P
The general eye had deem'd her smiling face	J
The brightest jewel in the courtly place	J
So glossy is her hair's ensabled wreath	Q
So glowing warm the eye that burns beneath	Q
With so much graceful sweetness of address	J
And such a form of rounded slenderness	J
Ah where is he on whom these beauties shine	R
But deems a spotless soul inhabits such a shrine	R
	-
And yet a keen observer might espy	E
Strange passions lurking in her deep black eye	D
And in the lines of her fine lip a soul	S
That in its every feeling spurned control	S
They passed unnoted who will stop to trace	J
A sullying spot on beauty's sparkling face	J
And no one deemed amid her glances sweet	T
Hers was a bosom of impetuous heat	T
A heart too wildly in its joys elate	U
Formed but to madly love or madly hate	U
A spirit of strong throbs and steadfast will	V
To doat detest to die for or to kill	V
Which like the Arab chief would fiercely dare	A
To stab the heart she might no longer share	A
And yet so tender if he loved again	W
Would die to save his breast one moment's pain	X
	-
But he who cast his gaze upon her now	Y
And read the traces written on her brow	Y
Had scarce believed hers was that form of light	Z
That beamed like fabled wonder on the sight	Z
Her raven hair hung down in loosen'd tress	J
Before her wan cheek's pallid ghastliness	J
And thro' its thick locks showed the deadly white	Z
Like marble glimpses of a tomb at night	Z
In fixed and horrid musings now she stands	J
Her eyes now bent to earth and her cold hands	J
Prest to her heart now wildly thrown on high	D
They wander o'er her brow and now a sigh	D
Breaks deep and full and more composedly	V
She half exclaims 'No no it cannot be	E
'He loves not never loved not even when	W
'He pressed my wedded hand I knew it then	W
'And yet fool that I was I saw he strove	A2
'In vain to kindle pity into love	B2
'But Florence she so loved a sister too	C2
'My earliest dearest playmate one who grew	C2
'Upon my very heart to rend it so	J
'His falsehood I could bear but hers ah no	J
'She is not false I feel she loves me yet	D2
'And if my boding bosom could forget	D2
'Its wild imaginings with what sweet pain	X
'I'd clasp my Florence to my breast again '	-
With that came many a thought of days gone by	D
Remembered joys of mirthful infancy	E
And youth's gay frolic and the short lived flow	J
Of showering tears in childhood's fleeting wo	J
And life's maturer friendship and the sense	J
Of heart warm open fearless confidence	J
All these came thronging with a tender call	V
And her own Florence mingled with them all	V
And softened feelings rose amid her pain	X
While from her eyes the clouds melted in gentle rain	X
	-
A hectic pleasure flushed her faded face	J
It fled and deeper paleness took its place	J
Then a cold shudder thrill'd her and at last	E2
Her lip a smile of bitter sarcasm cast	E2
As if she scorned herself that she could be	E
A moment lulled by that sweet sophistry	C2
For in that little minute memory's sting	F2
Gave word and look sigh gesture every thing	F2
To bid these dear delusive phantoms fly	D
And fix her fears in dreadful certainty	E
	-
It traced the very progress of their love	B2
From the first meeting in the locust grove	A2
When from the chase Leon came bounding there	C2
Backing his courser with a noble air	C2
His brown cheek flushed with healthful exercise	J
And his warm spirits leaping in his eyes	J
It told how lovely looked her sister then	W
To long lost friends and home just come again	W
How on her cheek the tears of meeting lay	V
That tear which only feeling hearts can pay	V
While the quick pleasure glistened in her eye	D
Like clouds and sunshine in an April sky	D
And then it told as their acquaintance grew	C2
How close the unseen bonds of union drew	C2
Their souls together and how pleased they were	C2
The same blythe pastimes and delights to share	C2
How the same chord in each at once would strike	G2
Their taste their wishes and their joys alike	G2
	-
All this was innocent but soon there came	H2
Blushes and starts of consciousness and shame	H2
That when she entered upon either cheek	I2
The hasty blood in guilty red would speak	I2
Of something that should not be known and still	V
Sighs half suppressed seemed struggling with the will	V
	-
It told how oft at eve was Leon gone	J2
In moody wandering to the wood alone	K2
And in the night how many a broken dream	L2
Of bliss or terror seemed to shake his frame	H2
How Florence too in long abstracted fit	M2
Of soul wrapt musing for whole hours would sit	M2
Nor even the power of music friend or book	N2
Could chase her deep forgetfulness of look	N2
And how when questioned with an indrawn sigh	D
In vague and far off phrase she made reply	D
And smiled and struggled to be gay and free	E
And then relapsed in dreaming reverie	E
How when of Leon she was forced to speak	I2
Unbidden crimson mantled in her cheek	I2
And when he entered how her eye would swim	O2
And strive to look on every one but him	O2
Yet by unconscious fascination led	P2
In quick short glance each moment tow'rds him fled	P2
How he too seemed to shun her speech and gaze	J
And yet he always lingered where she was	J
Though nothing in his aspect or his air	C2
Told that he knew she was in presence there	C2
But an appearance of constrained distress	J
And a dull tongue of moveless silentness	J
And a down drooping eye of gloom and sadness	J
Oh how unlike his former face of gladness	J
''Tis plain too plain and I am lost ' she cried	C
And in that thought her last good feeling died	C
	-
That thought of hopeless sorrow seemed to dart	M
A thousand stings at once into her heart	M
But a strong effort quelled it and she gave	Q2
The next to hatred vengeance and the grave	Q2
Her face was calmly stern and but a glare	C2
Within her eyes there was no feature there	C2
That told what lashing fiends her inmates were	C2
Within there was no thought to bid her swerve	R2
From her intent but every strained nerve	R2
Was settled and bent up with terrible force	J
To some deep deed far far beyond remorse	J
No glimpse of mercy's light her purpose crost	M
Love nature pity in its depths were lost	M
Or lent an added fury to the	S2

Joseph Rodman Drake

Extracts From Leon. An Unfinished Poem Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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