Rome Unvisited Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCCB DEED FGGF HIIH A JKKL MNNM DOOD A MPPM FLLF AQQA RMMR S QMMQ FMMF MTTM

IA
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The corn has turned from grey to redB
Since first my spirit wandered forthC
From the drear cities of the northC
And to Italia's mountains fledB
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And here I set my face towards homeD
For all my pilgrimage is doneE
Although methinks yon blood red sunE
Marshals the way to Holy RomeD
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O Blessed Lady who dost holdF
Upon the seven hills thy reignG
O Mother without blot or stainG
Crowned with bright crowns of triple goldF
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O Roma Roma at thy feetH
I lay this barren gift of songI
For ah the way is steep and longI
That leads unto thy sacred streetH
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IIA
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And yet what joy it were for meJ
To turn my feet unto the southK
And journeying towards the Tiber mouthK
To kneel again at FiesoleL
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And wandering through the tangled pinesM
That break the gold of Arno's streamN
To see the purple mist and gleamN
Of morning on the ApenninesM
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By many a vineyard hidden homeD
Orchard and olive garden greyO
Till from the drear Campagna's wayO
The seven hills bear up the domeD
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IIIA
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A pilgrim from the northern seasM
What joy for me to seek aloneP
The wondrous temple and the throneP
Of him who holds the awful keysM
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When bright with purple and with goldF
Come priest and holy cardinalL
And borne above the heads of allL
The gentle Shepherd of the FoldF
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O joy to see before I dieA
The only God anointed kingQ
And hear the silver trumpets ringQ
A triumph as he passes byA
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Or at the brazen pillared shrineR
Holds high the mystic sacrificeM
And shows his God to human eyesM
Beneath the veil of bread and wineR
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IVS
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For lo what changes time can bringQ
The cycles of revolving yearsM
May free my heart from all its fearsM
And teach my lips a song to singQ
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Before yon field of trembling goldF
Is garnered into dusty sheavesM
Or ere the autumn's scarlet leavesM
Flutter as birds adown the woldF
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I may have run the glorious raceM
And caught the torch while yet aflameT
And called upon the holy nameT
Of Him who now doth hide His faceM

Oscar Wilde



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