The Torrent Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCC BDBDDEDEE FGFGGDADD HIHJJBJBB KLKLLBLBB MNMNNDNDD BBBLLLLLL OBPBBKBKK LBLBBQBRQ LBLBBBBBB BMBMMSMSS RTRTTUVUU HWHWWXWXXOH torrent roaring in thy giant fall | A |
And thund'ring grandly o'er th' opposing blocks | B |
Thy voice far louder than the lion's call | A |
Through trackless forests shakes the heart of rocks | B |
Runs through the marrow of the earth with shocks | B |
Lashes the clouds with terror for they fly | C |
Along the high wide blue with streaming locks | B |
And round thee foam white dazzling flashes high | C |
And with forked water flames half licks the central sky | C |
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Oh what a storm of waters Oh what chasms | B |
Of foam what seething hills what whirling rain | D |
Billows on billows press though torn by spasms | B |
Wounded and bleeding yet defying pain | D |
They grappled with the stones that gnash in vain | D |
Their cruel teeth for smarting wounds they brave | E |
And toss in scorn their wildly flowing mane | D |
When with exulting cries big wave on wave | E |
Rolls with a mighty sweep o'er a slain foeman's grave | E |
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Roll on great torrent with triumphal song | F |
Through caverned cliff through rock and mountain roll | G |
Force all the barriers that around thee throng | F |
Thou know'st th' eternal ocean for thy goal | G |
Hence thine impetuous rush and roar and roll | G |
Hence thy wild heavings as thou flow'st amain | D |
Hence thy far reaching and tempestuous call | A |
For stream and river brook and rill and rain | D |
Thou on thy Titan breast would'st carry to the main | D |
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Roll on The heavens are with thee for they fling | H |
Their lovely rainbows round thy gleaming brow | I |
Rainbows that like the crown of heroes cling | H |
For ever round thee with their magic glow | J |
Or like the wondrous halo which will flow | J |
Around the martyr's head for those sweet hues | B |
They hover round thee in thy weal and woe | J |
Like love that with its tender tears bedews | B |
And heals the bitter pain of ev'ry earthly bruise | B |
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Roll on with a white heat upon thy way | K |
Lo yon a little tiny woodland bird | L |
Flits on wet wing through all the surf and spray | K |
And settles on a jagged rock unscared | L |
Round whose grim base a billowy din is heard | L |
A bright amaz d ray from its black eyes | B |
It darts around and listens not afeared | L |
Then diamond powdered to the woods it flies | B |
And sings to forest ears the mighty melodies | B |
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E'en thus thou art for that Titanic stream | M |
But a material symbol was of thee | N |
A dim reflection of thy being did seem | M |
Thou man high souled as son of man can be | N |
Into whose mind vast noble pure and free | N |
Flash awful revelations light like in | D |
Unveiling spiritual laws to thee | N |
Great central truths that glow all life within | D |
That move the nations on and make the planets spin | D |
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Thou hero for through prejudice's walls | B |
That lock up earth against the quick'ning floods | B |
And 'gainst the fresh regenerating falls | B |
Of young ideas that in sprouting mood | L |
Seethe like new wine stirred by the grape's hot blood | L |
In the old bottles thou oh brave and bold | L |
Didst force thy way crushing night's deathly brood | L |
As George the sainted in the days of old | L |
The dragon who beneath his footstep writhing roll'd | L |
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Dragons alas still darken the green earth | O |
War with the good the beautiful the wise | B |
From gulfs of ancient night they've issued forth | P |
And with their shadowy wings blot out the skies | B |
Old creeds that gasp forth curses tyrannies | B |
All foul with feeding on their own decay | K |
Old cramping forms and crippling social lies | B |
Whose venomous breathing with corruption slay | K |
Like loathsome rattlesnakes that glut upon their prey | K |
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But thou assail'st them fearless though they spurt | L |
Their reeking poison in thy smarting face | B |
And careless of thy bruises and thy hurt | L |
Thou still press'st on with an undaunted pace | B |
A bold path finder for the coming race | B |
And in thy faith strong as the morning star | Q |
Piercing the welt'ring clouds with lucent rays | B |
Thy voice a light above time's din and war | R |
Proclaimeth to mankind the rosy dawn afar | Q |
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Thou martyr for the world it knows thee not | L |
Scoffs at thee scorns thee rails and laughs and sneers | B |
With barb d darts embitters thy hard lot | L |
As oft of old to prophets and to seers | B |
With its bleared sight the veil it cannot pierce | B |
And see the future rise upon the days | B |
Thus persecutes with hatred blind and fierce | B |
And 'stead of crowns plucked from the living bays | B |
It binds thy brows with thorns thorns that will turn to rays | B |
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Still from thy heart's vast deeps the shouts arise | B |
And swell along a rushing lava stream | M |
A lava stream of burning melodies | B |
Shaking thy brethren from a sluggish dream | M |
To strive and be the thing they fain would seem | M |
With thee false custom's cramping bounds to leap | S |
To trust the rising of the virgin beam | M |
And at thy call through death and danger sweep | S |
Towards the free the pure the renovating deep | S |
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And still around thee thro' the battle's roar | R |
Shimmers in splendour and unfading bloom | T |
Brighter than moonlight on the seething shore | R |
Sweeter than roses clust'ring round the tomb | T |
Born of the struggle with the fatal gloom | T |
A subtle gleam fleeting 'mid tears and ruth | U |
A dewy prophecy of days to come | V |
When one great rainbow love and light and truth | U |
Encircle will the world with an eternal youth | U |
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But I behold like to the tiny thing | H |
The forest bird I feel a magic spell | W |
That draws me strongly on uncertain wing | H |
Away from all the violet woodland smell | W |
To hear the words that from thy spirit well | W |
Enchained entranced oh let me list while flame | X |
And dazzling light in billows round me swell | W |
Then flying back to shades from whence I came | X |
I will heroic deeds prophetic words proclaim | X |
Mathilde Blind
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