Scenes In London I - Piccadilly Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIK LMNM OPOP QRQR STST UVUV AWAW XYXY ZA2ZA2 A2B2A2B2 C2GC2G D2E2BE2 BB2BB2THE sun is on the crowded street | A |
It kindles those old towers | B |
Where England's noblest memories meet | A |
Of old historic hours | B |
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Vast shadowy dark and indistinct | C |
Tradition's giant fane | D |
Whereto a thousand years are linked | C |
In one electric chain | D |
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So stands it when the morning light | E |
First steals upon the skies | F |
And shadow'd by the fallen night | E |
The sleeping city lies | F |
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It stands with darkness round it cast | G |
Touched by the first cold shine | H |
Vast vague and mighty as the past | G |
Of which it is the shrine | H |
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'Tis lovely when the moonlight falls | I |
Around the sculptured stone | J |
Giving a softness to the walls | I |
Like love that mourns the gone | K |
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Then comes the gentlest influence | L |
The human heart can know | M |
The mourning over those gone hence | N |
To the still dust below | M |
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The smoke the noise the dust of day | O |
Have vanished from the scene | P |
The pale lamps gleam with spirit ray | O |
O'er the park's sweeping green | P |
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Sad shining on her lonely path | Q |
The moon's calm smile above | R |
Seems as it lulled life's toil and wrath | Q |
With universal love | R |
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Past that still hour and its pale moon | S |
The city is alive | T |
It is the busy hour of noon | S |
When man must seek and strive | T |
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The pressure of our actual life | U |
Is on the waking brow | V |
Labour and care endurance strife | U |
These are around him now | V |
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How wonderful the common street | A |
Its tumult and its throng | W |
The hurrying of the thousand feet | A |
That bear life's cares along | W |
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How strongly is the present felt | X |
With such a scene beside | Y |
All sounds in one vast murmur melt | X |
The thunder of the tide | Y |
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All hurry on none pause to look | Z |
Upon another's face | A2 |
The present is an open book | Z |
None read yet all must trace | A2 |
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The poor man hurries on his race | A2 |
His daily bread to find | B2 |
The rich man has yet wearier chase | A2 |
For pleasure's hard to bind | B2 |
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All hurry though it is to pass | C2 |
For which they live so fast | G |
What doth the present but amass | C2 |
The wealth that makes the past | G |
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The past is round us those old spires | D2 |
That glimmer o'er our head | E2 |
Not from the present is their fires | B |
Their light is from the dead | E2 |
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But for the past the present's powers | B |
Were waste of toil and mind | B2 |
But for those long and glorious hours | B |
Which leave themselves behind | B2 |
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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