The Fugitive Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNONPQRS TUVWXY ZA2UB2C2D2E2NF2G2 H2D2NI2J2K2L2M2N2O2N P2O2 Q2DO2R2SANNNS2T2U2E2 O2SV2O2W2X2O2 XY2Z2A3AF2D2B3| Oft have I seen yon Solitary Man | A |
| Pacing the upland meadow On his brow | B |
| Sits melancholy mark'd with decent pride | C |
| As it would fly the busy taunting world | D |
| And feed upon reflection Sometimes near | E |
| The foot of an old Tree he takes his seat | F |
| And with the page of legendary lore | G |
| Cheats the dull hour while Evening's sober eye | H |
| Looks tearful as it closes In the dell | I |
| By the swift brook he loiters sad and mute | J |
| Save when a struggling sigh half murmur'd steals | K |
| From his wrung bosom To the rising moon | L |
| His eye rais'd wistfully expression fraught | M |
| He pours the cherish'd anguish of his Soul | N |
| Silent yet eloquent For not a sound | O |
| That might alarm the night's lone centinel | N |
| The dull eyed Owl escapes his trembling lip | P |
| Unapt in supplication He is young | Q |
| And yet the stamp of thought so tempers youth | R |
| That all its fires are faded What is He | S |
| And why when morning sails upon the breeze | T |
| Fanning the blue hill's summit does he stay | U |
| Loit'ring and sullen like a Truant boy | V |
| Beside the woodland glen or stretch'd along | W |
| On the green slope watch his slow wasting form | X |
| Reflected trembling on the river's breast | Y |
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| His garb is coarse and threadbare and his cheek | Z |
| Is prematurely faded The check'd tear | A2 |
| Dimming his dark eye's lustre seems to say | U |
| This world is now to me a barren waste | B2 |
| A desart full of weeds and wounding thorns | C2 |
| And I am weary for my journey here | D2 |
| Has been though short but chearless Is it so | E2 |
| Poor Traveller Oh tell me tell me all | N |
| For I like thee am but a Fugitive | F2 |
| An alien from delight in this dark scene | G2 |
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| And now I mark thy features I behold | H2 |
| The cause of thy complaining Thou art here | D2 |
| A persecuted Exile one whose soul | N |
| Unbow'd by guilt demands no patronage | I2 |
| From blunted feeling or the frozen hand | J2 |
| Of gilded Ostentation Thou poor PRIEST | K2 |
| Art here a Stranger from thy kindred torn | L2 |
| Thy kindred massacred thy quiet home | M2 |
| The rural palace of some village scant | N2 |
| Shelter'd by vineyards skirted by fair meads | O2 |
| And by the music of a shallow rill | N |
| Made ever chearful now thou hast exchang'd | P2 |
| For stranger woods and vallies | O2 |
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| What of that | Q2 |
| Here or on torrid desarts o'er the world | D |
| Of trackless waves or on the frozen cliffs | O2 |
| Of black Siberia thou art not alone | R2 |
| For there on each on all The DEITY | S |
| Is thy companion still Then exiled MAN | A |
| Be chearful as the Lark that o'er yon hill | N |
| In Nature's language wild yet musical | N |
| Hails the Creator nor thus sullenly | N |
| Repine that through the day the sunny beam | S2 |
| Of lust'rous fortune gilds the palace roof | T2 |
| While thy short path in this wild labyrinth | U2 |
| Is lost in transient shadow | E2 |
| Who that lives | O2 |
| Hath not his portion of calamity | S |
| Who that feels can boast a tranquil bosom | V2 |
| The fever throbbing in the Tyrant's veins | O2 |
| In quick strong language tells the daring wretch | W2 |
| That He is mortal like the poorest slave | X2 |
| Who wears his chain yet healthfully suspires | O2 |
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| The sweetest Rose will wither while the storm | X |
| Passes the mountain thistle The bold Bird | Y2 |
| Whose strong eye braves the ever burning Orb | Z2 |
| Falls like the Summer Fly and has at most | A3 |
| But his allotted sojourn EXILED MAN | A |
| Be chearful Thou art not a fugitive | F2 |
| All are thy kindred all thy brothers here | D2 |
| The hoping trembling Creatures of one GOD | B3 |
Mary Darby Robinson
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