Zophiel. Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCBD EFGEFE H IEJJKI LIMMIL NOPPQN R STUUTS VWXXWV EYZZYE A2B2C2C2B2E B ED2PPD2E E2MEFME2 C2 F2G2H2H2G2F2 I2J2IIJ2I2 K2L2MML2K2 EJ2EEJ2E EC2EEC2E M2N2MMO2E M P2P2MMJ2P2 C2P2D2D2P2C2 NQ2MMNQ2 P2L2P2P2P2E E MMEEMM TR2MMTE D2 P2L2S2S2L2P2 N2EP2P2MN2 E EP2T2T2P2E MU2MMU2MThou who wert born of Psyche and of Love | A |
And fondly nurst on Poesy's warm breast | B |
Painting oh power adored | C |
My country's sons have poured | C |
To thee their orisons and thou hast blest | B |
Their votive sighs nor vainly have they strove | D |
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Thou who art wont to soothe the varied pain | E |
That ceaseless throbs at absent lover's heart | F |
Who first bestowed thine aid | G |
On the young Rhodian maid FN | E |
When doomed from him whose love was life to part | F |
From a lone bard accept an humble heartfelt strain | E |
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FN I do not positively recollect whether the incident here described is supposed to have transpired at Rhodes Corinth or some other place and have not at present the means for ascertaining Painting is called the Rhodian Art but I know not if on account of its having been first invented there or for the eminence of the painters which Rhodes produced which was so great that an illustrious enemy refrained from burning the city which he had in his power out of respect to the genius of Protogenes one of its most celebrated artists | H |
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'Twas the last night the idol youth might stay | I |
E'en now to bear him from the rosy isle FN | E |
The galley waits he sleeps | J |
She silent wakes and weeps | J |
Watches his lips that in light dreaming smile | K |
Twines her soul round his charms and dreads the coming day | I |
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The dazzling drops her pitious eyes that blind | L |
Hushing her struggling sobs she wiped away | I |
Her tapers paly light | M |
Fell on the marble white | M |
Beside the couch where half reclined he lay | I |
And of his beauteous face the shadow well defined | L |
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Loved deity then first thou cam'st on earth | N |
Pity for truth in sorrow called thee here | O |
Sudden the fair inspired | P |
With a new thought was fired | P |
Her hand urged on by hope yet breathing not for fear | Q |
She traced the unreal shade 'twas hers an art had birth | N |
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FN Rhodes in the Greek tongue signifies rose or roses After being made the scene of the loves of Venus and Apollo the isle says Demoustier became an enchanting garden and soon took the name of the flowers it produced | R |
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By dearest tenderest feelings still allured | S |
Thou sought'st our wilds far blooming o'er the deep | T |
Pleased with the soft employ | U |
A fair haired cherub boy | U |
O'er a more helpless child his watch to keep | T |
Was placed and from his sports the long restraint endured | S |
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Fair as the hues of heaven the innocent | V |
Lay like a phantom born of some mild soul | W |
A drop for it had wept | X |
A moment ere it slept | X |
O'er its light vermil cheek was seen to roll | W |
And its young guardian's heart drank beauty as he leant | V |
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That nameless wish to nought but genius known | E |
Indefinite but in each fibre felt | Y |
Whispered The boy elate | Z |
Burned to perpetuate | Z |
The full pervasive bliss enrapt he knelt | Y |
Thou saw'st a pencil's by and infant West's thine own | E |
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Soon the plumed savage from his leafy home | A2 |
Emerging saw and loved the gifted child | B2 |
And soon beneath their care | C2 |
His hands the tints prepare | C2 |
That strain their shapely limbs in grandeur wild | B2 |
As thro' their arching woods the desert warriors roam FN | E |
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FN Sir Benjamin West when a child was presented with the primitive colours by an Indian See Galt's Life of West | B |
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Please he repaid their plans nor those alone | E |
Sped by his strength the painted arrow flew | D2 |
And oft the soaring bird | P |
For shape or hue preferred | P |
To make a model for his art he knew | D2 |
While sovereign Nature saw and smiled upon her throne | E |
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Bold Science who earth's caverned depths explores | E2 |
And soars triumphant 'mid new worlds of light | M |
Lays bare the heaving heart FN | E |
Nor suffers life to part | F |
Lures the red lightning from its stormy height | M |
Oft goddess kneels to thee to save his precious stores | E2 |
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FN An operation was performed at Paris by M Richerande in which the heart of a patient who afterwards recovered was laid bare | C2 |
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The rough browed warrior on the midnight deck | F2 |
While stealing softness thro' his pulses glides | G2 |
By the moon's pensive rays | H2 |
Regards with lengthened gaze | H2 |
The pictured form his scarry bosom hides | G2 |
By day that tho' death grasp hangs smiling at his neck | F2 |
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When fate has torn from the fond mother's arms | I2 |
The tender hope her bosom fed to thee | J2 |
She flies and ere decay | I |
Can mar his beauteous prey | I |
Her arching eyes amid their grief can see | J2 |
Still dawning bright to them its early blighted charms | I2 |
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The generous youth who fired by love of fame | K2 |
A victim at her bloody altars fell | L2 |
To the beloved ones reft | M |
By aid of thee has left | M |
His form his lip his ardent glance to tell | L2 |
How fair was he on earth who left it for a name | K2 |
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The patriot here a moment let my strain | E |
Tremble before thy Stuart who but he | J2 |
Could bid mild Washington | E |
His god loved labours done | E |
Thus sit before us breathing majesty | J2 |
And in his deep blue eye still life and soul retain | E |
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Methinks the while I gaze each graceful line | E |
So light imprinted on his forehead fair | C2 |
Where Wisdom sits serene | E |
Of every sense the queen | E |
Seems as an embryo empire still were there | C2 |
While still his ample breast swells with the vast design | E |
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And fondly o'er the mellow tints I pause | M2 |
Of her whose vivid touch shames not her sire | N2 |
Bold Genius in his pride | M |
Has marked her as his bride | M |
On his bright pinions bids her soul aspire | O2 |
Nor pay the tribute due by tardier Nature's laws FN | E |
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FN While composing this ode the writer was shown a beautiful specimen from the hand of a young daughter of the celebrated Stuart who entirely devoted herself to the art | M |
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But guard thee well young J e in his embrace | P2 |
How many seal with death their ectasy | P2 |
Too deep intense and wild | M |
For one so late a child | M |
I fear me lest the proffered transport be | J2 |
That every earthlier joy absorbent would efface | P2 |
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Soft is thy form amid the unpent air | C2 |
Pay rosy exercise her just demands | P2 |
Tho' heaven thy lone hours woo | D2 |
Earth still demands her due | D2 |
Gay health to guard e'en genius' palace stands | P2 |
And when she takes her flight e'en genius must despair | C2 |
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Nor those alone doomed to incarnate birth | N |
Painting death baffler is it thine to save | Q2 |
The heavenly shapes that flit | M |
When the entranced fit | M |
Is on and the charmed soul forgets its earth | N |
Thou bidst to earthly eyes their sky dipt vestments wave | Q2 |
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The radiant visions Fancy's wand uprears | P2 |
When Poesy around has spread her spell | L2 |
Like summer flowrets dies | P2 |
Refresh the enchanted skies | P2 |
Where soft as air and lovelier for her fears | P2 |
Bright in her golden robes flies fair haired Florimell FN | E |
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FN The flight of Florimell from a scene in Spencer's Faery Queen is an exquisite little picture by Allston in the possession of a private gentleman | E |
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The miracles in holy record kept | M |
Done ere one cheering ray of distant light | M |
Thro' death's dark portals shown | E |
At thy command alone | E |
Still still reacted meet the astonished sight | M |
Tho' rolling ages o'er the scene have swept | M |
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In this far distant land which the great deep | T |
Perchance embosomed when that dust was rife | R2 |
The pale unconscious dead | M |
On the strown relics laid | M |
Of old Elisha in his passing sleep | T |
Still at the hallowed touch starts back to warmth and life FN | E |
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FN Every one must recollect the sublime picture here alluded to | D2 |
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Sweet when the soul is weary of the ills | P2 |
That stern reality presents to dwell | L2 |
On beauteous forms they smooth | S2 |
The ruffled sense and sooth | S2 |
The heart with soft perfection till a spell | L2 |
Blends with its troublous pulse and all its achings stills | P2 |
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And who can look nor own the pencil's power | N2 |
Where tender Ariadne happy yet FN | E |
Lies in a dream of bliss | P2 |
The last half pitying kiss | P2 |
By falsehood given her sleeping lip has met | M |
That still seems hovering there like Zephyr o'er a flower | N2 |
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FN Vanderlyn's Ariadne | E |
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The dawn breaks slowly o'er the distant main | E |
To come no more her ingrate hero flies | P2 |
While thoughts confiding speak | T2 |
Upon her mantling cheek | T2 |
Illusion chains the sense in lowest sighs | P2 |
Whispering we fear to see her wake to pain | E |
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But whither wandering whatsoe'er has gained | M |
Long conning book and heart the white haired sage | U2 |
Cause and remote effect | M |
In living semblance dect | M |
The truths divine of many a moral page | U2 |
Thy hand harmonious Peale hath at a glance explained | M |
Maria Gowen Brooks
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