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Golfre, Gothic Swiss Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I	A
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Where freezing wastes of dazzl'ing Snow	B
O'er LEMAN'S Lake rose tow'ring	C
The BARON GOLFRE'S Castle strong	D
Was seen the silv'ry peaks among	E
With ramparts darkly low'ring	C
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Tall Battlements of flint uprose	F
Long shadowing down the valley	G
A grove of sombre Pine antique	H
Amid the white expanse would break	I
In many a gloomy alley	G
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A strong portcullis entrance show'd	J
With ivy brown hung over	K
And stagnate the green moat was found	L
Whene'er the Trav'ller wander'd round	L
Or moon enamour'd Lover	K
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Within the spacious Courts were seen	M
A thousand gothic fancies	F
Of banners trophies armour bright	N
Of shields thick batter'd in the fight	N
And interwoven lances	F
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The BARON GOLFRE long had been	O
To solitude devoted	P
And oft in pray'r would pass the night	N
'Till day's vermillion stream of light	N
Along the blue hill floated	P
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And yet his pray'r was little mark'd	Q
With pure and calm devotion	R
For oft upon the pavement bare	S
He'd dash his limbs and rend his hair	S
With terrible emotion	R
	-
And sometimes he at midnight hour	K
Would howl like wolves wide prowling	C
And pale the lamps would glimmer round	L
And deep the self mov'd bell would sound	L
A knell prophetic tolling	C
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For in the Hall three lamps were seen	M
That quiver'd dim and near them	T
A bell rope hung that from the Tow'r	U
Three knells would toll at midnight's hour	K
Startl'ing the soul to hear them	T
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And oft a dreadful crash was heard	V
Shaking the Castle's chambers	F
And suddenly the lights would turn	W
To paly grey and dimly burn	W
Like faint and dying embers	F
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Beneath the steep a Maiden dwelt	X
The dove eyed ZORIETTO	X
A damsel blest with ev'ry grace	F
And springing from as old a race	F
As Lady of LORETTO	X
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Her dwelling was a Goatherds poor	Y
Yet she his heart delighted	X
Their little hovel open stood	X
Beside a lonesome frowning wood	X
To travellers benighted	X
	-
Yet oft at midnight when the Moon	Z
Its dappled course was steering	C
The Castle bell would break their sleep	A2
And ZORIETTO slow would creep	A2
To bar the wicket fearing	C
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What did she fear O dreadful thought	X
The Moon's wan lustre streaming	C
The dim grey lamps the crashing sound	X
The lonely Bittern shrieking round	X
The roof with pale light gleaming	C
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And often when the wintry wind	X
Loud whistled o'er their dwelling	C
They sat beside their faggot fire	K
While ZORIETTO'S aged Sire	K
A dismal Tale was telling	C
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He told a long and dismal Tale	B2
How a fair LADY perish'd	X
How her sweet Baby doom'd to be	G
The partner of her destiny	G
Was by a peasant cherish'd	X
	-
He told a long and dismal Tale	B2
How from a flinty Tow'r	U
A Lady wailing sad was seen	M
The lofty grated bars between	M
At dawnlight's purple hour	K
	-
He told a Tale of bitter woe	X
His heart with pity swelling	C
How the fair LADY pin'd and died	X
And how her Ghost at Christmas tide	X
Would wander near her dwelling	C
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He told her how a lowly DAME	C2
The LADY lorn befriended	X
Who chang'd her own dear baby dead	X
And took the LADY'S in its stead	X
And then Forgive her Heav'n He said	X
And so his Story ended	X
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II	A
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As on the rushy floor she sat	X
Her hand her pale cheek pressing	C
Oft on the GOATHERD'S face her eyes	F
Would fix intent her mute surprize	F
In frequent starts confessing	C
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Then slowly would she turn her head	X
And watch the narrow wicket	X
And shudder while the wintry blast	X
In shrilly cadence swiftly past	X
Along the neighb'ring thicket	X
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One night it was in winter time	D2
The Castle bell was tolling	C
The air was still the Moon was seen	M
Sporting her starry train between	M
The thin clouds round her rolling	C
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And now she watch'd the wasting lamp	E2
Her timid bosom panting	C
And now the Crickets faintly sing	C
And now she hears the Raven's wing	C
Sweeping their low roof slanting	C
	-
And as the wicket latch she clos'd	X
A groan was heard she trembled	X
And now a clashing steely sound	X
In quick vibrations echoed round	X
Like murd'rous swords assembled	X
	-
She started back she look'd around	X
The Goatherd Swain was sleeping	C
A stagnate paleness mark'd her cheek	H
She would have call'd but could not speak	H
While through the lattice peeping	C
	-
And O how dimly shone the Moon	Z
Upon the snowy mountain	R
And fiercely did the wild blast blow	X
And now her tears began to flow	X
Fast as a falling fountain	R
	-
And now she heard the Castle bell	F2
Again toll sad and slowly	G
She knelt and sigh'd the lamp burnt pale	B2
She thought upon the dismal Tale	B2
And pray'd with fervour holy	G
	-
And now her little string of beads	F
She kiss'd and cross'd her breast	X
It was a simple rosary	G
Made of the Mountain Holly tree	G
By Sainted Father's blest	X
	-
And now the wicket open flew	G2
As though a whirlwind fell'd it	X
And now a ghastly figure stood	X
Before the Maiden while her blood	X
Congeal'd as she beheld it	X
	-
His face was pale his eyes were wild	X
His beard was dark and near him	H2
A stream of light was seen to glide	X
Marking a poniard crimson dyed	X
The bravest soul might fear him	H2
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His forehead was all gash'd and gor'd	X
His vest was black and flowing	C
His strong hand grasp'd a dagger keen	M
And wild and frantic was his mien	M
Dread signs of terror showing	C
	-
O fly me not the BARON cried	X
In HEAV'N'S name do not fear me	G
Just as he spoke the bell thrice toll'd	X
Three paly lamps they now behold	X
While a faint voice cried HEAR ME	G
	-
And now upon the threshold low	X
The wounded GOLFRE kneeling	C
Again to HEAV'N address'd his pray'r	U
The waning Moon with livid glare	S
Was down the dark sky stealing	C
	-
They led him in they bath'd his wounds	F
Tears to the red stream adding	C
The haughty GOLFRE gaz'd admir'd	X
The Peasant Girl his fancy fir'd	X
And set his senses madding	C
	-
He prest her hand she turn'd away	I2
Her blushes deeper glowing	C
Her cheek still spangled o'er with tears	F
So the wild rose more fresh appears	F
When the soft dews are flowing	C
	-
Again the BARON fondly gaz'd	X
Poor ZORIETTO trembled	X
And GOLFRE watch'd her throbbing breast	X
Which seem'd with weighty woes oppress'd	X
And softest LOVE dissembled	X
	-
The GOATHERD fourscore years had seen	M
And he was sick and needy	X
The BARON wore a SWORD OF GOLD	X
Which Poverty might well behold	X
With eyes wide stretch'd and greedy	X
	-
The dawn arose The yellow light	X
Around the Alps spread chearing	C
The BARON kiss'd the GOATHERD'S child	X
Farewell she cried and blushing smil'd	X
No future peril fearing	C
	-
Now GOLFRE homeward bent his way	I2
His breast with passion burning	C
The Chapel bell was rung for pray'r	U
And all save GOLFRE prostrate there	S
Thank'd HEAV'N for his returning	C
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III	A
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Three times the orient ray was seen	M
Above the East cliff mounting	C
When GOLFRE sought the Cottage Grace	F
To share the honours of his race	F
With treasures beyond counting	C
	-
The Ev'ning Sun was burning red	X
The Twilight veil spread slowly	X
While ZORIETTO near the wood	X
Where long a little cross had stood	X
Was singing Vespers holy	X
	-
And now she kiss'd her Holly beads	F
And now she cross'd her breast	X
The night dew fell from ev'ry tree	X
It fell upon her rosary	X
Like tears of Heav'n twice bless'd	X
	-
She knelt upon the brown moss cold	X
She knelt with eyes mild beaming	C
The day had clos'd she heard a sigh	A
She mark'd the dear and frosty sky	A
With starry lustre gleaming	C
	-
She rose she heard the draw bridge chains	F
Loud clanking down the valley	X
She mark'd the yellow torches shine	J2
Between the antique groves of Pine	J2
Bright'ning each gloomy alley	X
	-
And now the breeze began to blow	X
Soft stealing up the mountain	R
It seem'd at first a dulcet sound	X
Like mingled waters wand'ring round	X
Slow falling from a fountain	R
	-
And now in wilder tone it rose	F
The white peaks sweeping shrilly	X
It play'd amidst her golden hair	S
It kiss'd her bosom cold and fair	S
And sweet as vale born Lily	X
	-
She heard the hollow tread of feet	X
Thridding the piny cluster	K
The torches flam'd before the wind	X
And many a spark was left behind	X
To mock the glow worm's lustre	K
	-
She saw them guard the Cottage door	K2
Her heart beat high with wonder	K
She heard the fierce and Northern blast	X
As o'er the topmost point it past	X
Like peals of b	X