The Poet's Dead Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQARS ATMOURVWXOMYO ZA2B2AO C2D2E2VVF2 DMMIVQD2G2H2I2MJ2 QVVPK2MML2VL2M2VVN2U O2The Poet's dead a slave to honor | A |
He fell by rumor slandered | B |
Lead in his breast and thirsting for revenge | C |
Hanging his proud head | D |
The Poet's soul could not endure | E |
Petty insult's disgrace | F |
Against society he rose | G |
Alone as always and was slain | H |
Slain What use is weeping now | I |
The futile chorus of empty praise | J |
Excuses mumbled full of pathos | K |
Fate has pronounced its sentence | L |
Was it not you who spitefully | M |
Rebuffed his free courageous gift | N |
And for your own amusement fanned | O |
The nearly dying flame | P |
Well now enjoy yourselves he couldn't | Q |
Endure the final torture | A |
Quenched is the marvelous light of genius | R |
Withered is the triumphal wreath | S |
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Cold bloodedly his murderer | A |
Took aim there was no chance of flight | T |
His empty heart beat evenly | M |
The pistol steady in his hand | O |
No wonder from far away | U |
The will of fate sent him to us | R |
Like hundreds of his fellow vagrants | V |
In search of luck and rank | W |
With impudence he mocked and scorned | X |
The tongue and mores of this strange land | O |
He could not spare our glory | M |
Nor in that bloody moment know | Y |
quot gainst what he'd raised his hand | O |
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He's slain and taken by the grave | Z |
Like that unknown but happy bard | A2 |
Victim of jealousy wild | B2 |
Of whom he sang with wondrous power | A |
Struck down like him by an unyielding hand | O |
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Why did he quit the blissful peace of simple fellowship | C2 |
To enter this society so envious and stifling | D2 |
To hearts of free and fiery passion | E2 |
Why did he give his hand to worthless slanderers | V |
How could he have believed their hollow words | V |
And kindness he who'd ever understood his fellow man | F2 |
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And they removed his wreath and set upon his head | D |
A crown of thorns entwined in laurel | M |
The hidden spines were cruel | M |
And pierced his noble brow | I |
Poisoned were his final moments | V |
By sly insinuations of mockers ignorant | Q |
And thus he died for vengeance vainly thirsting | D2 |
Secretly vexed by false hopes deceived | G2 |
The wondrous singing's ceased | H2 |
T'will never sound again | I2 |
His refuge gloomy and small | M |
His lips forever sealed | J2 |
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And you the offspring arrogant | Q |
Of fathers known for malice | V |
Crushing with slavish heels the ruins | V |
Of clans aggrieved by fortune's game | P |
You greedy hordes around the throne | K2 |
Killers of Freedom Genius and Glory | M |
You hide beneath the canopy of law | M |
Fall silent truth and justice before you | L2 |
But justice also comes from God corruption's friends | V |
The judge most terrible awaits you | L2 |
He's hardened to the clink of gold | M2 |
He knows your future thoughts and deeds | V |
Then will you turn in vain to lies | V |
They will no longer help | N2 |
And your black blood won't wash away | U |
The poet's sacred blood | O2 |
Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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