Thebais - Book Two Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Now Jove s Command fulfill d the Son of MayA
Quits the black Shades and slowly mounts to DayA
For lazy Clouds in gloomy Barriers riseB
Obstruct the God and intercept the SkiesB
No Zephyrs here their airy pinions moveC
To spread his progress to the Realms aboveD
Scarce can he steer his dark laborious FlightE
Lost and encumber d in the Damps of NightE
There roaring Tides of Fire his Course withstoodF
Here Styx in nine wide Circles roll d his FloodG
Behind old Laius trod th infernal GroundH
Trembling with Age and tardy from his WoundH
For all his Force his furious Son apply dI
And plung d the guilty Faulchion in his SideJ
Propt and supported by the healing RodK
The Shade pursued the Footsteps of the GodK
The Groves that never bloom the Stygian CoastsL
The House of Woe the Mansions of GhostsL
Earth too admires to see the Ground give wayA
And gild Hell s Horrors with the Gleams of DayA
But not with Life repining Envy fledM
She still reigns there and lives among the DeadM
One from this Crowd exclaim d whose lawless WillN
Inur d to Crimes and exercis d in IllN
Taught his prepost rous Joys from Pains to flowO
And never triumph d but in Scenes of WoeO
Go to thy Province in the Realms aboveD
Call d by the Furies or the Will of JoveD
Or drawn by Magick Force or Mystick SpellP
Rise and purge off the sooty Gloom of HellP
Go see the Sun and whiten in his BeamsQ
Or haunt the flow ry Fields and limpid StreamsQ
With Woes redoubled to return againR
When thy past pleasures shall enhance thy PainS
Now by the Stygian Dog they bent their WayA
Stretch d in his Den the dreadful Monster layA
But lay not long for startling at the SoundH
Head above Head he rises from the GroundH
from their close Folds his startling Serpents breakT
And curlin horrid Circles round his NeckU
This saw the God and stretching forth his HandV
Lull d the grim Monster with his potent WantW
Thro his vast Bulk the gliding Slumbers creepX
And sent down all his glaring Eyes in SleepX
There lies a Place in Greece well known to FameY
Thro all her Realms and T narus the NameY
Where from the Sea the Tops of Malea riseB
Beyond the Ken of Mortals to the SkiesB
Proud in his Height he calmly hears belowO
The distant Winds in hollow Murmurs blowO
Here sleep the Storms when weary d and opprestW
And on his Head the drowsy Planets restW
There in blue Mists his rocky Sides he shroudsZ
Ane here the tow ring Mountain props the CloudsZ
Above his awfu Brow no Bird can flyA2
And far beneath the mutt rung Thunders dieA2
When down the Steep of Heav n the Day descendsB2
The Sun so wide his floating Bound extendsB2
That o er the Deeps the Mountain hangs display dW
And covers half the Ocean with his ShadeW
Where the T narian Shores oppose the SeaW
The Land retreats and winds into a BayA
Here for Repose Inperian Neptune leadsC2
Tir d from th gean Floods his smoaking SteedsC2
With their broad Hoofs they scoop the Beach awayA
Their finny Train rolls back and floats along the SeaW
Here Fame reports th unbody d Shades to goO
Thro this wide Passage to the Realms belowO
From hence the peasants As th Arcadians tellP
Hear all the Cries and Groans and Din of HellP
Oft as her Scourge of Snakes and Fury pliesB
The piercing Echoes mount the distant SkiesB
Scar d at the Porter s triple Roar the SwainsB
Have fled astonish d and forsook the PlainsB
From hence emergent in a mantling CloudW
Sprung to his native Skies the winged GodW
Swift from his Face before th Ethereal RayA
Flew all the black Tartarean Strains awayA
And the dark Stygian Gloom refin d to DayA
O er the Towns and Realms he held his Progress onD2
Now wing d the Skies where bright Arcturus shoneE2
And now the silent Empire of the MoonF2
The Pow r of Sleep who met his radiant FlightW
And drove the solemn Chariot of the NightW
Rode with respect and from th empyreal RoadW
Turned his pale Steeds in reverence to the GodW
The Shade beneath pursues his Course and spiesB
The well known Planets and congenial SkiesB
His Eyes from far tall Cyrrha s Heights exploreG2
And Phocian Fields polluted with his GoreG2
At length to Thebes he came and with a GroanE2
Survey d the guilty Palace on his ownE2
With awful Silence stalk d before the GateW
But when he saw the Trophies of his fateW
High on a Column rais d against the DoorG2
And his rich Chariot still deform d with GoreG2
He starts with horror back ev n Jove s CommandW
could scarce controul him nor the vital WandW

Pablius Papinius Statius



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