The Gift Of The Terek Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD CECE FGHG CBIB HJK CLCM HNHH COCO PBBB CQP AORO BRHR HSHS TBBB OBUB HHT OBTB HHHH CBBB| Through the rocks in wildest courses | A |
| Seethes the Terek grim of mood | B |
| Tempest howling its bewailing | C |
| Pearled with foam its tearful flood | D |
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| At the mountain's feet soft streaming | C |
| Gentler grown its murmurs be | E |
| And with greeting full of fawning | C |
| Speaks to the Caspian Sea | E |
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| 'Hospitable part thy billows | F |
| Give me room oh Ocean grave | G |
| From a distance drawing thither | H |
| Scarce my weary currents wave | G |
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| Born upon the edge of Kasbek | C |
| By the breast of clouds renewed | B |
| Hatred have I sworn to mankind | I |
| Who with us the free make feud | B |
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| See by rage of my own fury | H |
| Lies despoiled my Darjal home | J |
| And as playthings for thy children | K |
| Pebbles bearing now I come ' | - |
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| Yet upon her strands a'dreaming | C |
| Mute the grey Sea did remain | L |
| And the Terek silver foaming | C |
| Spoke caressingly again | M |
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| 'Grey Sea I would serve thee only | H |
| Have a present borne to day | N |
| See 'tis a young Carabineer | H |
| Who has fallen in the fray | H |
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| How his coat of mail is gleaming | C |
| Silver on the billows' span | O |
| Golden on his trappings shining | C |
| Blessing of the Alcoran | O |
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| Menacing the one who slew him | P |
| Scowls the brow's relentless feud | B |
| By his noble life blood crimsoned | B |
| O'er his lips his hair is glued | B |
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| Through the half closed eyelids glancing | C |
| Still the lust of quarrel mocks | Q |
| From his head deep underneath him | P |
| Flow the matted raven locks ' | - |
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| Motionless upon her beaches | A |
| Did the grey Sea still remain | O |
| And the Terek foaming yellow | R |
| In displeasure spoke again | O |
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| 'So then take him as a present | B |
| As I nothing fairer know | R |
| On this round earth for thee only | H |
| This rare prize I've guarded so | R |
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| 'Tis a mountain Cossack's body | H |
| Wafted 'mid my billows' dance | S |
| See his hair no silk is softer | H |
| See his shoulder's gold expanse | S |
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| See how o'er his red lips speechless | T |
| Now the seated eyes find rest | B |
| Trickling yet the purple life blood | B |
| From the small wound on his breast | B |
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| For a young and holy maiden | O |
| Weeps lamenting every heart | B |
| One sole Cossack in the village | U |
| In this mourning takes no part | B |
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| From the confines of his country | H |
| Rode he forth with boding grey | H |
| 'Neath the dagger of the Tscherkes | T |
| He has breathed his soul away ' | - |
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| And the Terek paused behold now | O |
| In the gleaming foam flood drowned | B |
| Silvered in the spraying billows | T |
| Dips a head with rushes crowned | B |
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| And the hoary one's lips whisper | H |
| Haughty words of youthful fire | H |
| And the eyes lit with love lustre | H |
| Flame with passionate desire | H |
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| Foaming rushing on swift longing | C |
| Seethed he up in youthful zest | B |
| And the Terek flood was wedded | B |
| With him in embraces blest | B |
Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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