Mont Blanc: Lines Written In The Vale Of Chamouni Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDBBEDEFFCA GHHGIEJAKLJKMNHNHMLJ LOMPMMMPOMQQMAMQRA SFFASANAMNMAGMGMTMEE AAGUAVWUXAXAYYAA MAZZMNONA2AOAOAA2MNM MFAFMLAAAIEOMAB2MAC2 MC2AFFMRA RMD2MORLOD2E2MMME2AA AA| I | A |
| The everlasting universe of things | B |
| Flows through the mind and rolls its rapid waves | C |
| Now dark now glittering now reflecting gloom | D |
| Now lending splendour where from secret springs | B |
| The source of human thought its tribute brings | B |
| Of waters with a sound but half its own | E |
| Such as a feeble brook will oft assume | D |
| In the wild woods among the mountains lone | E |
| Where waterfalls around it leap for ever | F |
| Where woods and winds contend and a vast river | F |
| Over its rocks ceaselessly bursts and raves | C |
| II | A |
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| Thus thou Ravine of Arve dark deep Ravine | G |
| Thou many colour'd many voiced vale | H |
| Over whose pines and crags and caverns sail | H |
| Fast cloud shadows and sunbeams awful scene | G |
| Where Power in likeness of the Arve comes down | I |
| From the ice gulfs that gird his secret throne | E |
| Bursting through these dark mountains like the flame | J |
| Of lightning through the tempest thou dost lie | A |
| Thy giant brood of pines around thee clinging | K |
| Children of elder time in whose devotion | L |
| The chainless winds still come and ever came | J |
| To drink their odours and their mighty swinging | K |
| To hear an old and solemn harmony | M |
| Thine earthly rainbows stretch'd across the sweep | N |
| Of the aethereal waterfall whose veil | H |
| Robes some unsculptur'd image the strange sleep | N |
| Which when the voices of the desert fail | H |
| Wraps all in its own deep eternity | M |
| Thy caverns echoing to the Arve's commotion | L |
| A loud lone sound no other sound can tame | J |
| Thou art pervaded with that ceaseless motion | L |
| Thou art the path of that unresting sound | O |
| Dizzy Ravine and when I gaze on thee | M |
| I seem as in a trance sublime and strange | P |
| To muse on my own separate fantasy | M |
| My own my human mind which passively | M |
| Now renders and receives fast influencings | M |
| Holding an unremitting interchange | P |
| With the clear universe of things around | O |
| One legion of wild thoughts whose wandering wings | M |
| Now float above thy darkness and now rest | Q |
| Where that or thou art no unbidden guest | Q |
| In the still cave of the witch Poesy | M |
| Seeking among the shadows that pass by | A |
| Ghosts of all things that are some shade of thee | M |
| Some phantom some faint image till the breast | Q |
| From which they fled recalls them thou art there | R |
| III | A |
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| Some say that gleams of a remoter world | S |
| Visit the soul in sleep that death is slumber | F |
| And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber | F |
| Of those who wake and live I look on high | A |
| Has some unknown omnipotence unfurl'd | S |
| The veil of life and death or do I lie | A |
| In dream and does the mightier world of sleep | N |
| Spread far around and inaccessibly | A |
| Its circles For the very spirit fails | M |
| Driven like a homeless cloud from steep to steep | N |
| That vanishes among the viewless gales | M |
| Far far above piercing the infinite sky | A |
| Mont Blanc appears still snowy and serene | G |
| Its subject mountains their unearthly forms | M |
| Pile around it ice and rock broad vales between | G |
| Of frozen floods unfathomable deeps | M |
| Blue as the overhanging heaven that spread | T |
| And wind among the accumulated steeps | M |
| A desert peopled by the storms alone | E |
| Save when the eagle brings some hunter's bone | E |
| And the wolf tracks her there how hideously | A |
| Its shapes are heap'd around rude bare and high | A |
| Ghastly and scarr'd and riven Is this the scene | G |
| Where the old Earthquake daemon taught her young | U |
| Ruin Were these their toys or did a sea | A |
| Of fire envelop once this silent snow | V |
| None can reply all seems eternal now | W |
| The wilderness has a mysterious tongue | U |
| Which teaches awful doubt or faith so mild | X |
| So solemn so serene that man may be | A |
| But for such faith with Nature reconcil'd | X |
| Thou hast a voice great Mountain to repeal | A |
| Large codes of fraud and woe not understood | Y |
| By all but which the wise and great and good | Y |
| Interpret or make felt or deeply feel | A |
| IV | A |
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| The fields the lakes the forests and the streams | M |
| Ocean and all the living things that dwell | A |
| Within the daedal earth lightning and rain | Z |
| Earthquake and fiery flood and hurricane | Z |
| The torpor of the year when feeble dreams | M |
| Visit the hidden buds or dreamless sleep | N |
| Holds every future leaf and flower the bound | O |
| With which from that detested trance they leap | N |
| The works and ways of man their death and birth | A2 |
| And that of him and all that his may be | A |
| All things that move and breathe with toil and sound | O |
| Are born and die revolve subside and swell | A |
| Power dwells apart in its tranquillity | O |
| Remote serene and inaccessible | A |
| And this the naked countenance of earth | A2 |
| On which I gaze even these primeval mountains | M |
| Teach the adverting mind The glaciers creep | N |
| Like snakes that watch their prey from their far fountains | M |
| Slow rolling on there many a precipice | M |
| Frost and the Sun in scorn of mortal power | F |
| Have pil'd dome pyramid and pinnacle | A |
| A city of death distinct with many a tower | F |
| And wall impregnable of beaming ice | M |
| Yet not a city but a flood of ruin | L |
| Is there that from the boundaries of the sky | A |
| Rolls its perpetual stream vast pines are strewing | A |
| Its destin'd path or in the mangled soil | A |
| Branchless and shatter'd stand the rocks drawn down | I |
| From yon remotest waste have overthrown | E |
| The limits of the dead and living world | O |
| Never to be reclaim'd The dwelling place | M |
| Of insects beasts and birds becomes its spoil | A |
| Their food and their retreat for ever gone | B2 |
| So much of life and joy is lost The race | M |
| Of man flies far in dread his work and dwelling | A |
| Vanish like smoke before the tempest's stream | C2 |
| And their place is not known Below vast caves | M |
| Shine in the rushing torrents' restless gleam | C2 |
| Which from those secret chasms in tumult welling | A |
| Meet in the vale and one majestic River | F |
| The breath and blood of distant lands for ever | F |
| Rolls its loud waters to the ocean waves | M |
| Breathes its swift vapours to the circling air | R |
| V | A |
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| Mont Blanc yet gleams on high the power is there | R |
| The still and solemn power of many sights | M |
| And many sounds and much of life and death | D2 |
| In the calm darkness of the moonless nights | M |
| In the lone glare of day the snows descend | O |
| Upon that Mountain none beholds them there | R |
| Nor when the flakes burn in the sinking sun | L |
| Or the star beams dart through them Winds contend | O |
| Silently there and heap the snow with breath | D2 |
| Rapid and strong but silently Its home | E2 |
| The voiceless lightning in these solitudes | M |
| Keeps innocently and like vapour broods | M |
| Over the snow The secret Strength of things | M |
| Which governs thought and to the infinite dome | E2 |
| Of Heaven is as a law inhabits thee | A |
| And what were thou and earth and stars and sea | A |
| If to the human mind's imaginings | A |
| Silence and solitude were vacancy | A |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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