On An Engraving Of Hindoo Temples Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFFE GHIG JKKK KLLK KMMK LLLL NOON PQQR LSSL KTTK LUQL VLLV KWWK

LITTLE the present careth for the pastA
Too little 'tis not wellB
For careless ones we dwellB
Beneath the mighty shadow it has castA
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Its blessings are around our daily pathC
We share its mighty spoilD
We live on its great toilD
And yet how little gratitude it hathC
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Look on these temples they were as a shrineE
From whence to the far northF
The human mind went forthF
The moral sunshine of a world divineE
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That inward world which maketh of our clayG
Its temporary homeH
From whence those lightnings comeI
That kindle from a far and better dayG
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The light that is of heaven shone there the firstJ
The elements of artK
Mankind's diviner partK
There was young science in its cradle nurstK
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Mighty the legacies by mind bequeathedK
For glorious were its painsL
Amid those giant fanesL
And mighty were the triumphs it achievedK
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A woman's triumph mid them is imprestK
One who upon the scrollM
Flung the creative soulM
Disdainful of life's flowers and of its restK
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Vast was the labour vast the enterpriseL
For she was of a raceL
Born to the lowest placeL
Earth insects lacking wings whereon to riseL
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How must that youthful cheek have lost its bloomN
How many a dream aboveO
Of early hope and loveO
Must that young heart have closed on like a tombN
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Such throw life's flowers behind them and aspireP
To ask the stars their loreQ
And from each ancient storeQ
Seek food to stay the mind's consuming fireR
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Her triumph was complete and long the chordsL
She struck are yet aliveS
Not vainly did she striveS
To leave her soul immortal on her wordsL
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A great example has she left behindK
A lesson we should takeT
Whose first task is to wakeT
The general wish to benefit our kindK
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Our sword has swept o'er India there remainsL
A nobler conquest farU
The mind's ethereal warQ
That but subdues to civilize its plainsL
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Let us pay back the past the debt we oweV
Let us around dispenseL
Light hope intelligenceL
Till blessings track our steps where'er we goV
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O England thine be the deliverer's meedK
Be thy great empire knownW
By hearts made all thine ownW
By thy free laws and thy immortal creedK

Letitia Elizabeth Landon



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