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 GG2FG2G2G2G| High 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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