The Death Of Cleopatra Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACAC CCCC DEDE AFAF GHGH IJJJ JKJK LMLM ACAC LCLC NDND LOLO JDJD DPDP LCLC QJQJ CRCR ADAD CCCC ABAB| I GO from all earth can give riven | A |
| By fate's sternest mandate so so | B |
| A Queen in a fiery car driven | A |
| To meet her god lover I go | B |
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| That blissful reunion to hasten | A |
| Hie hie with the worm to my breast | C |
| And here let its fatal lips fasten | A |
| On here where a god's head would rest | C |
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| Here here let it suck and be suckled | C |
| On what hath this pallid cheek dyed | C |
| When on his fell weapon I've buckled | C |
| And frolic mad mimicked his stride | C |
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| That golden day's vanished yet clingeth | D |
| One hope to the fallen one nay | E |
| A lay in the murky cloud ringeth | D |
| And dances her heart at that lay | E |
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| 'Even yet will she meet with his olden | A |
| Blink' rings that sweet music 'her love | F |
| Whose smile will make Hades more golden | A |
| Than Jove's gilded palace above | F |
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| 'Even yet will she thrill with the glory | G |
| That stream from his looks as she'd thrill | H |
| And hear from his tongue the sweet story | G |
| Of what she once was and is still | H |
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| 'A Queen is she not who o'er victors | I |
| A victor hath trodden while Kings | J |
| Would smile on her pr tors and lictors | J |
| And gift their attendants with rings | J |
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| 'And so in the far future ages | J |
| Some poet will chant to the throng | K |
| And Rulers and Heroes and Sages | J |
| An echo return to the song | K |
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| 'Then spirits Titanic shall wonder | L |
| At one who o'er nations would reign | M |
| As if the dread bolt of the thunder | L |
| Had danced in delight in her train | M |
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| 'As if Jove himself had forbidden | A |
| All ill thro' her portals to tread | C |
| And here would on lightning have ridden | A |
| To save a small hair of her head | C |
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| 'A god guarded women they'll hold her | L |
| A god illumed soul and aright | C |
| Ay where were the eyes could behold her | L |
| And not in her glory delight | C |
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| 'Her graces a Pompey would dazzle | N |
| A C sar his faulchion would sheath | D |
| Their vassal to be and their vassal | N |
| Shall now be the victor king Death | D |
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| 'Her body will perish but rarer | L |
| The spirit that gilds it will gleam | O |
| And to her own Marcus yet fairer | L |
| Whatever seemed fairest will seem | O |
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| 'The sun soaring bird afire flashes | J |
| A wreck to the wonder bound earth | D |
| But up the next hour from its ashes | J |
| Again the sun scaler goes forth | D |
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| 'A Ph nix the Ph nix succeedeth | D |
| So up from the dust doth she spring | P |
| And go in a lustre that feedeth | D |
| With rapture the eyes of her King | P |
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| 'His star from his burnished throne yonder | L |
| He sees as he saw her of old | C |
| A far on the Cydnus a wonder | L |
| That turns the black Styx into gold | C |
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| 'And hers he is still ' Thro' my anguish | Q |
| Thus rings that sweet voice in my ears | J |
| And not in her sorrows may languish | Q |
| The soul which such harmony hears | J |
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| That voice at its sound I'm uplifted | C |
| Nor feel as I've felt weak and worn | R |
| That voice at its music I'm gifted | C |
| With strength yet the foeman to scorn | R |
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| The Roman may giggle the Roman | A |
| May sound his brass timbrels in mirth | D |
| Shall he make a mock of the woman | A |
| Erewhile the delight of the earth | D |
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| Shall she to the seven hilled City | C |
| In triumph be hurried in deed | C |
| No no from their laughter or pity | C |
| Ah see by the viper she's freed | C |
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| Freed free is her spirit and given | A |
| Power 'longings immortal ' and oh | B |
| A Queen in a fiery car driven | A |
| To meet her god lover I go | B |
Joseph Skipsey
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