The Hermit Of Mont-blanc Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGGHIJKLMGGNOPG QGRSGQTUOVWGGXYZA2B2 PC2GD2E2VF2PPG2PBG2F H2II2GIG2GPG2G GG2PJ2GGG2K2GL2M2GG2 N2 G2GG2VGH2GO2G2P2Q2IG C2R2S2G2M2GGLGT2GU2N P V2FG2W2X2TGGGV2Y2D2I IJ2PG2Z2GGG GTO2IJ2GPGG2PGA3GIGG 2GB3IIGG2C3D3V2IGPIG G2GG2PGG2VG2E3G2GG2G G2GIIGF3GK2IGG2IGGG2 GG2FG2G2G2GHigh on the Solitude of Alpine Hills | A |
O'er topping the grand imag'ry of Nature | B |
Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign | C |
An HERMIT'S threshold carpetted with moss | D |
Diversified the Scene Above the flakes | E |
Of silv'ry snow full many a modest flow'r | F |
Peep'd through its icy veil and blushing ope'd | G |
Its variegated hues The ORCHIS sweet | G |
The bloomy CISTUS and the fragrant branch | H |
Of glossy MYRTLE In his rushy cell | I |
The lonely ANCHORET consum'd his days | J |
Unnotic'd and unblest In early youth | K |
Cross'd in the fond affections of his soul | L |
By false Ambition from his parent home | M |
He solitary wander'd while the Maid | G |
Whose peerless beauty won his yielding heart | G |
Pined in monastic horrors Near his sill | N |
A little cross he rear'd where prostrate low | O |
At day's pale glimpse or when the setting Sun | P |
Tissued the western sky with streamy gold | G |
His Orisons he pour'd for her whose hours | Q |
Were wasted in oblivion Winters pass'd | G |
And Summers faded slow unchearly all | R |
To the lone HERMIT'S sorrows For still Love | S |
A dark though unpolluted altar rear'd | G |
On the white waste of wonders | Q |
From the peak | T |
Which mark'd his neighb'ring Hut his humid Eye | U |
Oft wander'd o'er the rich expanse below | O |
Oft trac'd the glow of vegetating Spring | V |
The full blown Summer splendours and the hue | W |
Of tawny scenes Autumnal Vineyards vast | G |
Clothing the upland scene and spreading wide | G |
The promised tide nectareous while for him | X |
The liquid lapse of the slow brook was seen | Y |
Flashing amid the trees its silv'ry wave | Z |
Far distant the blue mist of waters rose | A2 |
Veiling the ridgy outline faintly grey | B2 |
Blended with clouds and shutting out the Sun | P |
The Seasons still revolv'd and still was he | C2 |
By all forgotten save by her whose breast | G |
Sigh'd in responsive sadness to the gale | D2 |
That swept her prison turrets Five long years | E2 |
Had seen his graces wither ere his Spring | V |
Of life was wasted From the social scenes | F2 |
Of human energy an alien driv'n | P |
He almost had forgot the face of Man | P |
No voice had met his ear save when perchance | G2 |
The Pilgrim wand'rer or the Goatherd Swain | P |
Bewilder'd in the starless midnight hour | B |
Implored the HERMIT'S aid the HERMIT'S pray'rs | G2 |
And nothing loath by pity or by pray'r | F |
Was he to save the wretched On the top | H2 |
Of his low rushy Dome a tinkling bell | I |
Oft told the weary Trav'ller to approach | I2 |
Fearless of danger The small silver sound | G |
In quick vibrations echo'd down the dell | I |
To the dim valley's quiet while the breeze | G2 |
Slept on the glassy LEMAN Thus he past | G |
His melancholy days an alien Man | P |
From all the joys of social intercourse | G2 |
Alone unpitied by the world forgot | G |
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His Scrip each morning bore the day's repast | G |
Gather'd on summits mingling with the clouds | G2 |
From whose bleak altitude the Eye look'd down | P |
While fast the giddy brain was rock'd by fear | J2 |
Oft would he start from visionary rest | G |
When roaming wolves their midnight chorus howl'd | G |
Or blasts infuriate shatter'd the white cliffs | G2 |
While the huge fragments rifted by the storm | K2 |
Plung'd to the dell below Oft would he sit | G |
In silent sadness on the jutting block | L2 |
Of snow encrusted ice and shudd'ring mark | M2 |
Amid the wonders of the frozen world | G |
Dissolving pyramids and threatening peaks | G2 |
Hang o'er his hovel terribly Sublime | N2 |
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And oft when Summer breath'd ambrosial gales | G2 |
Soft sailing o'er the waste of printless dew | G |
Or twilight gossamer his pensive gaze | G2 |
Trac'd the swift storm advancing whose broad wing | V |
Blacken'd the rushy dome of his low Hut | G |
While the pale lightning smote the pathless top | H2 |
Of tow'ring CENIS scatt'ring high and wide | G |
A mist of fleecy Snow Then would he hear | O2 |
While MEM'RY brought to view his happier days | G2 |
The tumbling torrent bursting wildly forth | P2 |
From its thaw'd prison sweep the shaggy cliff | Q2 |
Vast and Stupendous strength'ning as it fell | I |
And delving 'mid the snow a cavern rude | G |
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So liv'd the HERMIT like an hardy Tree | C2 |
Plac'd on a mountain's solitary brow | R2 |
And destin'd thro' the Seasons to endure | S2 |
Their wond'rous changes To behold the face | G2 |
Of ever varying Nature and to mark | M2 |
In each grand lineament the work of GOD | G |
And happier he in total Solitude | G |
Than the poor toil worn wretch whose ardent Soul | L |
That GOD has nobly organiz'd but taught | G |
For purposes unknown to bear the scourge | T2 |
Of sharp adversity and vulgar pride | G |
Happier O happier far than those who feel | U2 |
Yet live amongst the unfeeling feeding still | N |
The throbbing heart with anguish or with Scorn | P |
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One dreary night when Winter's icy breath | V2 |
Half petrified the scene when not a star | F |
Gleam'd o'er the black infinity of space | G2 |
Sudden the HERMIT started from his couch | W2 |
Fear struck and trembling Ev'ry limb was shook | X2 |
With painful agitation On his cheek | T |
The blanch'd interpreter of horror mute | G |
Sat terribly impressive In his breast | G |
The ruddy fount of life convulsive flow'd | G |
And his broad eyes fix'd motionless as death | V2 |
Gaz'd vacantly aghast His feeble lamp | Y2 |
Was wasting rapidly the biting gale | D2 |
Pierc'd the thin texture of his narrow cell | I |
And Silence like a fearful centinel | I |
Marking the peril which awaited near | J2 |
Conspir'd with sullen Night to wrap the scene | P |
In tenfold horrors Thrice he rose and thrice | G2 |
His feet recoil'd and still the livid flame | Z2 |
Lengthen'd and quiver'd as the moaning wind | G |
Pass'd thro' the rushy crevice while his heart | G |
Beat like the death watch in his shudd'ring breast | G |
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Like the pale Image of Despair he sat | G |
The cold drops pacing down his hollow cheek | T |
When a deep groan assail'd his startled ear | O2 |
And rous'd him into action To the sill | I |
Of his low hovel he rush'd forth for fear | J2 |
Will sometimes take the shape of fortitude | G |
And force men into bravery and soon | P |
The wicker bolt unfasten'd The swift blast | G |
Now unrestrain'd flew by and in its course | G2 |
The quiv'ring lamp extinguish'd and again | P |
His soul was thrill'd with terror On he went | G |
E'en to the snow fring'd margin of the cragg | A3 |
Which to his citadel a platform made | G |
Slipp'ry and perilous 'Twas darkness all | I |
All solitary gloom The concave vast | G |
Of Heav'n frown'd chaos for all varied things | G2 |
Of air and earth and waters blended lost | G |
Their forms in blank oblivion Yet not long | B3 |
Did Nature wear her sable panoply | I |
For while the HERMIT listen'd from below | I |
A stream of light ascended spreading round | G |
A partial view of trackless solitudes | G2 |
And mingling voices seem'd with busy hum | C3 |
To break the spell of horrors Down the steep | D3 |
The HERMIT hasten'd when a shriek of death | V2 |
Re echoed to the valley As he flew | I |
The treach'rous pathway yielding to his speed | G |
Half hoping half despairing to the scene | P |
Of wonder waking anguish suddenly | I |
The torches were extinct and second night | G |
Came doubly hideous while the hollow tongues | G2 |
Of cavern'd winds with melancholy sound | G |
Increas'd the HERMIT'S fears Four freezing hours | G2 |
He watch'd and pray'd and now the glimm'ring dawn | P |
Peer'd on the Eastern Summits the blue light | G |
Shedding cold lustre on the colder brows | G2 |
Of Alpine desarts while the filmy wing | V |
Of weeping Twilight swept the naked plains | G2 |
Of the Lombardian landscape | E3 |
On his knees | G2 |
The ANCHORET blest Heav'n that he had 'scap'd | G |
The many perilous and fearful falls | G2 |
Of waters wild and foamy tumbling fast | G |
From the shagg'd altitude But ere his pray'rs | G2 |
Rose to their destin'd Heav'n another sight | G |
Than all preceding far more terrible | I |
Palsied devotion's ardour On the Snow | I |
Dappled with ruby drops a track was made | G |
By steps precipitate a rugged path | F3 |
Down the steep frozen chasm had mark'd the fate | G |
Of some night traveller whose bleeding form | K2 |
Had toppled from the Summit Lower still | I |
The ANCHORET descended 'till arrived | G |
At the first ridge of silv'ry battlements | G2 |
Where lifeless ghastly paler than the snow | I |
On which her cheek repos'd his darling Maid | G |
Slept in the dream of Death Frantic and wild | G |
He clasp'd her stiff'ning form and bath'd with tears | G2 |
The lilies of her bosom icy cold | G |
Yet beautiful and spotless | G2 |
Now afar | F |
The wond'ring HERMIT heard the clang of arms | G2 |
Re echoing from the valley the white cliffs | G2 |
Trembled as though an Earthquake shook their base | G2 |
With terrible concussion Thund | G |
Mary Darby Robinson
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