The Lay Of Marie: Canto First Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The guests are met the feast is near	A
But Marie does not yet appear	A
And to her vacant seat on high	B
Is lifted many an anxious eye	B
The splendid show the sumptuous board	C
The long details which feuds afford	C
And discontent is prone to hold	D
Absorb the factious and the cold	D
Absorb dull minds who in despair	E
The standard grasp of worldly care	E
Which none can quit who once adore	F
They love confide and hope no more	F
Seek not for truth nor e'er aspire	G
To nurse that immaterial fire	H
From whose most healthful warmth proceed	I
Each real joy and generous deed	I
Which once extinct no toil or pain	J
Can kindle into life again	K
To light the then unvarying eye	B
To melt in question or reply	B
Those tones so subtil and so sweet	L
That none can look for none repeat	L
Which self impell'd defy controul	B
They bear the signet of the soul	B
And as attendants of their flight	M
Enforce persuasion and delight	M
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Words that an instant have reclin'd	N
Upon the pillow of the mind	N
Or caught upon their rapid way	O
The beams of intellectual day	O
Pour fresh upon the thirsty ear	P
O'erjoy'd and all awake to hear	P
Proof that in other hearts is known	Q
The secret language of our own	Q
They to the way worn pilgrim bring	R
A draught from Rapture's sparkling spring	R
And ever welcome are when given	S
Like some few scatter'd flowers from heaven	S
Could such in earthly garlands twine	T
To bloom by others less divine	T
	-
Where does this idle Minstrel stay	O
Proud are the guests august the day	O
And princes of the realm attend	U
The triumph of their sovereign's friend	U
Triumph of stratagem and fight	M
Gain'd o'er a young and gallant knight	M
Who the last fort compell'd to yield	V
Perish'd despairing in the field	V
	-
The Norman Chief whose sudden blow	B
Had laid fair England's banner low	B
Spite of resistance firm and bold	D
Secur'd the latest surest hold	D
Its sceptre touch'd across the main	J
Important difficult to gain	J
Easy against her to retain	J
Baron de Brehan seem'd to stand	W
An alien in his native land	W
One whom no social ties endear'd	X
Except his child and she appear'd	Y
Unconsciously to prompt his toil	B
Unconsciously to take the spoil	B
Of hate and treason and 'twas said	Z
The pillage of a kinsman dead	Z
Whom for his large domain he slew	B
'Twas whisper'd only no one knew	B
At tale of murderous deed his ear	P
No startling summons seem'd to hear	P
Yet should some sudden theme intrude	A2
Of friend betray'd ingratitude	A2
Or treacherous counsel follies nurs'd	A2
In ardent minds who dying curs'd	A2
The guileful author of their woes	B2
His troubled look would then disclose	B2
Some secret anguish inward care	E
Which mutely sternly said Forbear	E
	-
He spake of policy and right	A2
Of bold exploits in recent fight	A2
Of interest and the common weal	B
Of distant empire slow appeal	B
Skill'd to elicit thoughts unknown	Q
In other minds and hide his own	Q
His brighter eye in darting round	A2
Their purposes and wishes found	A2
Praises and smiles and promise play'd	A2
Around his speech which yet convey'd	A2
No meaning when the moment past	A2
Memory retold her stores at last	A2
	-
Courtiers were there the old and young	C2
Of high and haughty lineage sprung	C2
And jewell'd matrons some had been	D2
Erewhile spectators of a scene	E2
Like this with mien and manners gay	O
Who now their hearts consum'd away	O
Held all the pageant in disdain	J
And seem'd to smile and speak with pain	J
Of such were widows who deplor'd	A2
Husbands long lost but still ador'd	A2
To grace their children fierce and proud	A2
Like martyrs led into the crowd	A2
Mothers their sole remaining stay	O
In some dear son late snatch'd away	O
Whose duty made them better brook	F2
Their lords' high tone and careless look	F2
Whose praises had awaken'd pride	A2
In bosoms dead to all beside	A2
	-
Warriors infirm with battles grown	Q
Were there in languid grandeur thrown	Q
On the low bench who seem'd to say	O
Our mortal vigour wanes away	O
And gentle maid with aspect meek	G2
While cloud like blushes cross her cheek	G2
Restless awaits the Minstrel's power	E
To dispossess the present hour	E
And by a spirit seizing charm	H2
Her thoughts employ her fancy warm	I2
And snatch her from the mute distress	J2
Of conscious breathless bashfulness	J2
	-
Young knights who never tamely wait	A2
Crowd in the porch or near the gate	A2
By quick return and sudden throng	K2
Announcing the expected song	K2
	-
The Minstrel comes and by command	A2
Before the nobles of the land	A2
In her poor order's simple dress	J2
Grac'd only by the native tress	J2
A flowing mass of yellow'd light	A2
Whose bold swells gleam with silver bright	A2
And dove like shadows sink from sight	A2
Those long soft locks in many a wave	L2
Curv'd with each turn her figure gave	L2
Thick or if threatening to divide	A2
They still by sunny meshes hide	A2
Eluding by commingling lines	J2
Whatever severs or defines	J2
	-
Amid the crowd of beauties there	E
None were so exquisitely fair	E
And with the tender mellow'd air	E
The taper flexile polish'd limb	M2
The form so perfect yet so slim	M2
And movement only thought to grace	J2
The dark and yielding Eastern race	J2
As if on pure and brilliant day	O
Repose as soft as moonlight lay	O
	-
Reluctant still she seem'd her feet	A2
Sought slowly the appointed seat	A2
Her hand oft lifting to her head	A2
She lightly o'er her forehead spread	A2
Then the unconscious motion check'd	A2
And struggling with her own neglect	A2
Seem'd as she but by effort found	A2
The presence of an audience round	A2
	-
Meanwhile the murmurings died away	O
Which spake impatience of delay	O
A pitying wonder new and kind	A2
Arose in each beholder's mind	A2
They saw no scorn to meet reproof	L2
No arrogance to keep aloof	L2
Her air absorb'd her sadden'd mien	E2
Combin'd the mourning captive queen	E2
With her who at the altar stands	J2
To raise aloft her spotless hands	J2
In meek and persevering prayer	E
For such as falter in despair	E
All that was smiling bright and gay	O
Youth's show of triumph during May	O
Its roseate crown was snatch'd away	O
Yet sorrows which had come so soon	N2
Like tender morning dew repos'd	A2
O'er hope and joy as softly clos'd	A2
As moist clouds on the light at noon	N2
	-
Opprest by some heart withering pang	O2
Upon her harp she seem'd to hang	O2
Awhile o'erpower'd then faintly sang	O2
	-
Demand no lay of long past times	J2
Of foreign loves or foreign crimes	J2
Demand no visions which arise	J2
To Rapture's eager tearless eyes	J2
Those who can travel far I ween	N2
Whose strength can reach a distant scene	N2
And measure o'er large space of ground	A2
Have not like me a deadly wound	A2
Near home perforce alas I stray	O
Perforce pursue my destin'd way	O
Through scenes where all my trouble grows	J2
And where alone remembrance flows	J2
Like evening swallows still my wings	J2
Float round in low perpetual rings	J2
But never fold the plume for rest	A2
One moment in the tranquil nest	A2
And have no strength to reach the skies	J2
No power no hope no wish to rise	J2
	-
Blame me not Fancy if I now restrain	N2
Thy wandering footsteps now thy wings confine	N2
Tis the decree of Fate it is not mine	N2
For I would let thee free and widely stray	O
Would follow gladly tend thee on thy way	O
And never of the devious track complain	N2
Never thy wild and sportive flights disdain	N2
Though reasonless those graceful moods may be	P2
They still alas were passing sweet to me	P2
	-
Unhappy that I am compell'd to bind	A2
This murmuring captive one who ever strove	L2
By each endearing art to win my love	L2
Who ever unoffending ever bright	A2
Danc'd in my view and pleas'd me to delight	A2
She scatter'd showers of lilies on my mind	A2
For oh so fair so fresh and so refin'd	A2
Her child like offerings without thorns to pain	N2
Without one canker'd wound or earthly stain	N2
	-
And darling as my trembling fingers twine	N2
Those fetters round thee they are wet with tears	J2
For the sweet playmate of my early years	J2
I cannot thus afflict nor thus resign	N2
My equal liberty and not repine	N2
For I had made thee infant as thou art	A2
Queen of my hopes my leisure and my heart	A2
Given thee its happiest laugh its sweetest tear	E
And all I found or conquer'd every year	E
	-
I blame me now I let thy sports offend	A2
Old Time and laid thy snare within his path	Q2
To make him falter as it often hath	Q2
For he grew angry soon and held his breath	R2
And hurried on in frightful league with Death	R2
To make the way through which my footsteps bend	A2
Late rich in all that social scenes attend	A2
A desert and with thee I droop I die	A2
Beneath the look of his malignant eye	A2
	-
Me do triumphant heroes call	B
To grace with harp their festal hall	B
O must my voice awake the song	K2
My skill the artful tale prolong	K2
Yes I am call'd it is my doom	S2
Unhappily ye know not whom	S2
Nor what impatient ye demand	A2
How hostile now the fever'd hand	A2
Across these chords unwilling thrown	N2
To echo plainings of my own	N2
Little indeed can ye divine	N2
What song ye ask who call for mine	N2
	-
Till now before the courtly crowd	A2
I humbly and I gaily bow'd	A2
The blush was not to shame allied	A2
Which on my glowing cheek I wore	E
No lowly seemings pain'd nay pride	A2
My heart was laughing at the core	E
And sometimes as the stream of song	K2
Bore me with eddying haste along	K2
My father's spirit would arise	J2
And speak strange meaning from these eyes	J2
At which a conscious cheek would quail	B
A stern and lofty bearing fail	B
Then could a chieftain condescend	A2
In me to recognize his friend	A2
Then could a warrior low incline	N2
His eye when it encounter'd mine	N2
A tone can make the guilty start	A2
A glance can pierce the conscious heart	A2
Encountering memory in its flight	A2
Most waywardly Such wounds are slight	A2
But I withdraw the painful light	A2
	-
Fair lords and princes many a time	T2
For you I wove my pictur'd rhyme	T2
Refin'd new thoughts and fancies crude	A2
In deep and careful solitude	A2
'And when my task was finish'd came	U2
To seek the meed of praise or blame	U2
While even then untir'd I strove	L2
To serve beneath the yoke of love	L2
Whene'er I mark'd a fearful look	F2
When pride or when resentment spoke	V2
I bent the tenor of my strain	N2
And trembled lest it were in vain	N2
By many an undiscover'd wile	B
I brought the pallid lip to smile	B
Clear'd the maz'd thought for ampler scope	W2
Sustain'd the flagging wings of hope	W2
And threw a mantle over care	E
Such as the blooming Graces wear	E
I made the friend resist his pride	A2
Scarce aiming what he felt to hide	A2
From other eyes his own implor'd	A2
That kindness were again restor'd	A2
As generous themes engag'd my tongue	C2
In pleadings for the fond and young	C2
Towards his child the father leant	A2
In fast subsiding discontent	A2
I made that father's claims be felt	A2
And saw the rash the stubborn melt	A2
Nay once subdued a rebel knelt	A2
	-
Thus skill'd from pity's warm excess	J2
The aching spirit to caress	J2
Profuse of her ideal wealth	X2
And rich in happiness and health	X2
An alien class'd among the poor	E
Unheeded from her precious store	E
Its best and dearest tribute brought	A2
The zeal of high adventurous thought	A2
The tender awe in yielding aid	A2
E'en of its own soft hand afraid	A2
Stealing through shadows forth to bless	J2
Her venturous service knew no bound	A2
Yet shrank and trembled when success	J2
Its earnest fullest wishes crown'd	A2
This alien sinks opprest with woe	B
And have you nothing to bestow	B
No language kind to sooth or cheer	E
No soften'd voice no tender tear	E
No promise which may hope impart	A2
No fancy to beguile the heart	A2
To chace those dreary thoughts away	O
And waken from this deep dismay	O
	-
Is it that station power or pride	A2
Can human sympathies divide	A2
Or is she deem'd a thing of art	A2
Form'd only to enact a part	A2
Whose nice perceptions all belong	K2
To modulated thought and song	K2
And in fictitious feeling thrown	N2
Lie waste or callous in her own	N2
	-
Is it from poverty of soul	B
Or does some fear some doubt controul	B
So round the heart strong fibres strain	N2
That it attempts to beat in vain	N2
Does palsy on your feelings hang	O2
Deaden'd by some severer pang	O2
If so behold my eyes o'erflow	B
For O that anguish well I know	B
When once that fatal stroke is given	N2
When once that finest nerve is riven	N2
Our love our pity all are o'er	E
We even sooth ourselves no more	E
	-
Back hurrying feelings to the time	T2
I learnt to clothe my thoughts in rhyme	T2
When climbing up my father's knees	J2
I gaily sang secure to please	J2
Rounded his pale and wasted cheek	G2
And won him in his turn to speak	G2
When for reward I closer prest	A2
And whisper'd much and much carest	A2
With timorous eye and head aside	A2
Half ask'd and laugh'd and then denied	A2
Ere I again petition made	A2
To hear the often told crusade	A2
How knowing hardship but by name	U2
Misled by friendship and by fame	U2
His parents' wishes he disdain'd	A2
With zeal nor real quite nor feign'd	A2
And fought on many a famous spot	A2
The suffering of a captive's lot	A2
My Georgian mother's daring flight	A2
The day's concealment march by night	A2
Her death when touching Christian ground	A2
They deem'd repose and safety found	A2
How on his arm by night and day	A2
I then a happy infant lay	A2
And taught him not to mourn but pray	A2
How when at length he reach'd his home	Y2
His heart foretold a gentle doom	S2
With tears of fondness in his eyes	J2
Hoping to cause a glad surprize	J2
Full of submission pondering o'er	E
What he too lightly priz'd before	E
The curse with tenfold vengeance fell	B
Those who had lov'd him once so well	B
In whose indulgence perfect trust	A2
Had still been wise though most unjust	A2
Were in the grave Their hearts were cold	A2
His penitence might still be told	A2
Told to the winds for few would hear	E
Or hearing deem that tale sincere	E
His patrimony's lord denied	A2
Who hardening in possession's pride	A2
Affirm'd the rightful owner died	A2
	-
A victim from devouring strife	L2
And slavery return'd with life	L2
Possessions honours parents gone	N2
The very hand that urg'd him on	N2
Now by its stern repelling tore	E
The veil that former falsehood wore	E
	-
When he first bar'd his heart before thy view	L2
Told all its inmost beatings told them true	L2
Nay e'en the pulse the secret trembling thrill	B
On which the slightest touch alone would trill Errata kill	B
While thou with secret aim collected art	A2
Didst wind around that bold confiding heart	A2
And in its warm and healthful breathings fling	R
A subtle poison and a deadly sting	R
	-
Where shall we else so fell a traitor find	A2
The wilful hard misleader of the blind	A2
And what can be the soul perverter's meed	A2
Plotting to lure his friend to such a deed	A2
As made self hatred on the conscience lay	A2
That heavy weight she never moves away	A2
O where the good man's inner barriers close	J2
'Gainst the world's cruel judgments and his foes	J2
Enfolding truth and prayer and soul's repose	J2
Thine is a mournful numbness or a din	N2
For many strong accusers lurk within	N2
	-
And since this fatal period in thine eyes	J2
A shrewd and unrelaxing witness lies	J2
While on the specious language of the tongue	C2
Deceit has hateful warning accents hung	C2
And outrag'd nature struggling with a smile	B
Announces nought but discontent and guile	B
Each trace of fair auspicious meaning flown	N2
All that makes man by man belov'd and known	N2
Silence indignant thought forego thy sway	A2
Silence and let me measure on my way	A2
	-
Soul struck and yielding to his fate	A2
My father left his castle gate	A2
'Thou ' he would cry with flowing eyes	J2
'That moment wert the sacrifice	J2
Little alas avails to thee	P2
Wealth honours titles ancestry	P2
All lost by me I dar'd to lift	A2
On high thy welfare as a gift	A2
To save thee dearest dar'd resign	N2
Thy worldly good it was not mine	N2
But O I felt around thee twin'd	A2
My very self my heart and mind	A2
All that may chance is dead to me	P2
Save only as it touches thee	P2
Could self infliction but atone	N2
For one who lives in thee alone	N2
If my repentance and my tears	J2
Could spare thy future smiling years	J2
The fatal curse should only rest	A2
Upon this firm though guilty breast	A2
Yet tendering from thy vessel's freight	A2
Offerings of such exceeding weight	A2
And free thee from one earthly chain	N2
Envy and over weening hate	A2
Would on thy orphan greatness wait	A2
Folly that supple nature bend	A2
For parasites to scorn thy friend	A2
And pamper'd vanity incline	N2
To wilful blindness such as mine	N2
	-
'Thee to the altar yet I bring	R
Hear me my Saviour and my King	R
Again I for my child resign	N2
All worldly good but make her thine	N2
Let her soft footsteps gently move	L2
Nor waken grief nor injure love	L2
Carelessly trampling on the ground	A2
That priceless gem so rarely found	A2
That treasure which should angels guard	A2
Would all their vigilance reward	A2
	-
'My mind refuses still to fear	E
She should be cold or insincere	E
That aught like meanness should debase	J2
One of our rash and wayward race	J2
No most I dread intemperate pride	A2
Deaf ardour reckless and untried	A2
With firm controul and skilful rein	N2
Its hurrying fever to restrain	N2
	-
'Others might wish their soul's delight	A2
Should be most lovely to the sight	A2
And beauty vainly I ador'd	A2
Serv'd with my eye my tongue my sword	A2
Nay let me not from truth depart	A2
Enshrin'd and worship'd it at heart	A2
Oft when her mother fix'd my gaze	J2
Enwrapt on bright perfection's blaze	J2
Hopes the imperious spell beguil'd	A2
Transcendant thus to see my child	A2
But now for charms of form or face	J2
Save only purity and grace	J2
Save sweetness which all rage disarms	J2
Would lure an infant to her arms	J2
In instantaneous love and make	Z2
A heart like mine with fondness ache	Z2
I little care so she be free	P2
From such remorse as preys on me '	-
	-
My dearest father Yet he grew	L2
Profoundly anxious as he knew	L2
More of the dangers lurking round	A2
But I was on enchanted ground	A2
Delighted with my minstrel art	A2
I had a thousand lays by heart	A2
And while my yet unpractis'd tongue	C2
Descanted on the strains I sung	C2
Still seeking treasure like a bee	P2
I laugh'd and caroll'd wild with glee	P2
	-
Delicious moments then I knew	L2
When the rough winds against me blew	L2
When from the top of mountain steep	A3
I glanc'd my eye along the deep	A3
Or proud the keener air to breathe	B3
Exulting saw the vale beneath	C3
When launch'd in some lone boat I sought	A2
A little kingdom for my thought	A2
Within a river's winding cove	L2
Whose forests form a double grove	L2
And from the water's silent flow	B
Appear more beautiful below	B
While their large leaves the lilies lave	L2
Or plash upon the shadow'd wave	L2
While birds with darken'd pinions fly	B
Across that still intenser sky	B
Fish with cold plunge with startling leap	A3
Or arrow flight across the deep	A3
And stilted insects light o limb	M2
Would dimple o'er the even brim	M2
If with my hand in play I chose	J2
The cold smooth current to oppose	J2
As fine a spell my senses bound	A2
As vacant bosom ever found	A2
	-
And when I took my proudest post	A2
Near him on earth I valued most	A2
No after time could banish thence	J2
A father's dear pre eminence	J2
And felt the kind protecting charm	H2
The clasp of a paternal arm	H2
Felt as instinctively it prest	A2
The sacred magnet of his breast	A2
'Gainst which I lean'd and seem'd to grow	B
With that deep fondness none can know	B
Whom Providence does not assign	N2
A parent excellent as mine	N2
That faith beyond above mistrust	A2
That gratitude so wholly just	A2
Each several crowding claim forgot	A2
Whose source was light without a blot	A2
No moment of unkindness shrouding	R
No speck of anger overclouding	R
An awful and a sweet controul	B
A rainbow arching o'er the soul	B
A soothing tender thrill which clung	R
Around the heart while all unstrung	R
The thought was still and mute the tongue	R
	-
O in that morn of life is given	N2
To one so tun'd a sumptuous dower	E
Joys which have flown direct from heaven	N2
And Graces captive in her bower	E
	-
Thoughts which can sail along the skies	J2
Or poise upon the buoyant air	E
And make a peasant's soul arise	J2
A monarch's mighty power to share	E
	-
When all that we perceive below	B
By land or sea by night or day	A2
The past the future and the flow	B
Of present times their tribute pay	A2
	-
Each bird from cleft from brake or bower	E
Bears her a blessing on its wings	J2
And every rich and precious flower	E
Its fragrance on her spirit flings	J2
	-
There's not a star that shines above	L2
But pours on her a partial ray	A2
Endearments like maternal love	L2
Her love to Nature's self repay	A2
	-
Faith Hope and Joy about her heart	A2
Close interlace the angel arm	H2
And with caresses heal the smart	A2
Of every care and every harm	H2
	-
Amid the wealth amid the blaze	J2
Of luxury and pomp around	A2
How poor is all the eye surveys	J2
To what we know of fairy ground	A2
	-
She ceases and her tears flow fast	A2
O can this fit of softness last	A2
Which so unlook'd for comes to share	E
The sickly triumph of despair	E
Upon the harp her head is thrown	N2
All round is like a vision flown	N2
And o'er a billowy surge her mind	A2
Views lost delight left far behind	A2

Matilda Betham

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