Typho Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCB DCCE FGEHFGHIJIEJEBCKBKCD DD LMNOLMOPEPNQNRDSRSDI TI| He advances to the edge of the crater Smoke and fire break forth with a loud noise and CALLICLES is heard below singing | A |
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| The lyre's voice is lovely everywhere | B |
| In the court of Gods in the city of men | C |
| And in the lonely rock strewn mountain glen | C |
| In the still mountain air | B |
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| Only to Typho it sounds hatefully | D |
| To Typho only the rebel o'erthrown | C |
| Through whose heart Etna drives her roots of stone | C |
| To imbed them in the sea | E |
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| Wherefore dost thou groan so loud | F |
| Wherefore do thy nostrils flash | G |
| Through the dark night suddenly | E |
| Typho such red jets of flame | H |
| Is thy tortur'd heart still proud | F |
| Is thy fire scath'd arm still rash | G |
| Still alert thy stone crush'd frame | H |
| Doth thy fierce soul still deplore | I |
| The ancient rout by the Cilician hills | J |
| And that curst treachery on the Mount of Gore | I |
| Do thy bloodshot eyes still see | E |
| The fight that crown'd thy ills | J |
| Thy last defeat in this Sicilian sea | E |
| Hast thou sworn in thy sad lair | B |
| Where east the strong sea currents suck'd thee down | C |
| Never to cease to writhe and try to sleep | K |
| Letting the sea stream wander through thy hair | B |
| That thy groans like thunder deep | K |
| Begin to roll and almost drown | C |
| The sweet notes whose lulling spell | D |
| Gods and the race of mortals love so well | D |
| When through thy eaves thou hearest music swell | D |
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| But an awful pleasure bland | L |
| Spreading o'er the Thunderer's face | M |
| When the sound climbs near his seat | N |
| The Olympian council sees | O |
| As he lets his lax right hand | L |
| Which the lightnings doth embrace | M |
| Sink upon his mighty knees | O |
| And the eagle at the beck | P |
| Of the appeasing gracious harmony | E |
| Droops all his sheeny brown deep feather'd neck | P |
| Nestling nearer to Jove's feet | N |
| While o'er his sovereign eye | Q |
| The curtains of the blue films slowly meet | N |
| And the white Olympus peaks | R |
| Rosily brighten and the sooth'd Gods smile | D |
| At one another from their golden chairs | S |
| And no one round the charm d circle speaks | R |
| Only the loved Hebe bears | S |
| The cup about whose draughts beguile | D |
| Pain and care with a dark store | I |
| Of fresh pull'd violets wreath'd and nodding o'er | T |
| And her flush'd feet glow on the marble floor | I |
Matthew Arnold
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