Ode To Liberty Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Yet Freedom yet thy banner torn but flyingA
Streams like a thunder storm against the wind BYRONB
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A glorious people vibrated againC
The lightning of the nations LibertyD
From heart to heart from tower to tower o'er SpainE
Scattering contagious fire into the sky-
Gleamed My soul spurned the chains of its dismayF
And in the rapid plumes of songG
Clothed itself sublime and strongG
As a young eagle soars the morning clouds amongH
Hovering inverse o'er its accustomed preyF
Till from its station in the Heaven of fameI
The Spirit's whirlwind rapped it and the rayF
Of the remotest sphere of living flameI
Which paves the void was from behind it flungH
As foam from a ship's swiftness when there cameI
A voice out of the deep I will record the sameI
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The Sun and the serenest Moon sprang forthJ
The burning stars of the abyss were hurledK
Into the depths of Heaven The daedal earthL
That island in the ocean of the worldK
Hung in its cloud of all sustaining airM
But this divinest universeN
Was yet a chaos and a curseN
For thou wert not but power from worst producing worseN
The spirit of the beasts was kindled thereM
And of the birds and of the watery formsO
And there was war among them and despairM
Within them raging without truce or termsP
The bosom of their violated nurseN
Groaned for beasts warred on beasts and worms on wormsP
And men on men each heart was as a hell of stormsO
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Man the imperial shape then multipliedQ
His generations under the pavilionB
Of the Sun s throne palace and pyramidR
Temple and prison to many a swarming millionB
Were as to mountain wolves their ragged cavesS
This human living multitudeT
Was savage cunning blind and rudeT
For thou wert not but o er the populous solitudeT
Like one fierce cloud over a waste of wavesS
Hung Tyranny beneath sate deifiedQ
The sister pest congregator of slavesS
Into the shadow of her pinions wideQ
Anarchs and priests who feed on gold and bloodU
Till with the stain their inmost souls are dyedQ
Drove the astonished herds of men from every sideQ
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IVV
The nodding promontories and blue islesW
And cloud like mountains and dividuous wavesS
Of Greece basked glorious in the open smilesW
Of favouring Heaven from their enchanted cavesS
Prophetic echoes flung dim melodyD
On the unapprehensive wildX
The vine the corn the olive mildX
Grew savage yet to human use unreconciledX
And like unfolded flowers beneath the seaD
Like the man s thought dark in the infant s brainE
Like aught that is which wraps what is to beD
Art s deathless dreams lay veiled by many a veinE
Of Parian stone and yet a speechless childX
Verse murmured and Philosophy did strainE
Her lidless eyes for thee when o er the Aegean mainE
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VD
Athens arose a city such as visionB
Builds from the purple crags and silver towersY
Of battlemented cloud as in derisionB
Of kingliest masonry the ocean floorsZ
Pave it the evening sky pavilions itA2
Its portals are inhabitedU
By thunder zoned winds each headB2
Within its cloudy wings with sun fire garlandedB2
A divine work Athens diviner yetB2
Gleamed with its crest of columns on the willC2
Of man as on a mount of diamond setB2
For thou wert and thine all creative skillC2
Peopled with forms that mock the eternal deadB2
In marble immortality that hillC2
Which was thine earliest throne and latest oracleD2
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VIV
Within the surface of Time s fleeting riverE2
Its wrinkled image lies as then it layF
Immovably unquiet and for everE2
It trembles but it cannot pass awayF
The voices of thy bards and sages thunderE2
With an earth awakening blastB2
Through the caverns of the pastB2
Religion veils her eyes Oppression shrinks aghastB2
A winged sound of joy and love and wonderE2
Which soars where Expectation never flewF2
Rending the veil of space and time asunderE2
One ocean feeds the clouds and streams and dewF2
One Sun illumines Heaven one Spirit vastB2
With life and love makes chaos ever newF2
As Athens doth the world with thy delight renewF2
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VIIV
Then Rome was and from thy deep bosom fairestB2
Like a wolf cub from a Cadmaean MaenadB2
She drew the milk of greatness though thy dearestB2
From that Elysian food was yet unweanedB2
And many a deed of terrible uprightnessZ
By thy sweet love was sanctifiedB2
And in thy smile and by thy sideB2
Saintly Camillus lived and firm Atilius diedB2
But when tears stained thy robe of vestal whitenessZ
And gold profaned thy Capitolian throneG2
Thou didst desert with spirit winged lightnessZ
The senate of the tyrants they sunk proneG2
Slaves of one tyrant Palatinus sighedB2
Faint echoes of Ionian song that toneG2
Thou didst delay to hear lamenting to disownG2
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VIIIV
From what Hyrcanian glen or frozen hillC2
Or piny promontory of the Arctic mainE
Or utmost islet inaccessibleD2
Didst thou lament the ruin of thy reignE
Teaching the woods and waves and desert rocksZ
And every Naiad s ice cold urnH2
To talk in echoes sad and sternH2
Of that sublimest lore which man had dared unlearnH2
For neither didst thou watch the wizard flocksZ
Of the Scald's dreams nor haunt the Druid's sleepI2
What if the tears rained through thy shattered locksZ
Were quickly dried for thou didst groan not weepI2
When from its sea of death to kill and burnH2
The Galilean serpent forth did creepI2
And made thy world an undistinguishable heapI2
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IXZ
A thousand years the Earth cried 'Where art thou '-
And then the shadow of thy coming fellJ2
On Saxon Alfred s olive cinctured browK2
And many a warrior peopled citadelJ2
Like rocks which fire lifts out of the flat deepI2
Arose in sacred ItalyD
Frowning o'er the tempestuous seaD
Of kings and priests and slaves in tower crowned majestyD
That multitudinous anarchy did sweepI2
And burst around their walls like idle foamL2
Whilst from the human spirit s deepest deepI2
Strange melody with love and awe struck dumbM2
Dissonant arms and Art which cannot dieB2
With divine wand traced on our earthly homeL2
Fit imagery to pave Heaven s everlasting domeL2
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XZ
Thou huntress swifter than the Moon thou terrorE2
Of the world s wolves thou bearer of the quiverE2
Whose sunlike shafts pierce tempest winged ErrorE2
As light may pierce the clouds when they disseverE2
In the calm regions of the orient dayB2
Luther caught thy wakening glanceZ
Like lightning from his leaden lanceZ
Reflected it dissolved the visions of the tranceZ
In which as in a tomb the nations layB2
And England s prophets hailed thee as their queenH2
In songs whose music cannot pass awayB2
Though it must flow forever not unseenH2
Before the spirit sighted countenanceZ
Of Milton didst thou pass from the sad sceneH2
Beyond whose night he saw with a dejected mienH2
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XID
The eager hours and unreluctant yearsZ
As on a dawn illumined mountain stoodB2
Trampling to silence their loud hopes and fearsZ
Darkening each other with their multitudeB2
And cried aloud 'Liberty ' IndignationH2
Answered Pity from her caveV
Death grew pale within the graveV
And Desolation howled to the destroyer SaveV
When like Heaven s Sun girt by the exhalationH2
Of its own glorious light thou didst ariseZ
Chasing thy foes from nation unto nationH2
Like shadows as if day had cloven the skiesZ
At dreaming midnight o er the western waveV
Men started staggering with a glad surpriseZ
Under the lightnings of thine unfamiliar eyesZ
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XIIZ
Thou Heaven of earth what spells could pall thee thenH2
In ominous eclipse a thousand yearsZ
Bred from the slime of deep Oppression s denH2
Dyed all thy liquid light with blood and tearsZ
Till thy sweet stars could weep the stain awayB2
How like Bacchanals of bloodB2
Round France the ghastly vintage stoodB2
Destruction's sceptred slaves and Folly s mitred broodB2
When one like them but mightier far than theyB2
The Anarch of thine own bewildered powersZ
Rose armies mingled in obscure arrayB2
Like clouds with clouds darkening the sacred bowersZ
Of serene Heaven He by the past pursuedB2
Rests with those dead but unforgotten hoursZ
Whose ghosts scare victor kings in their ancestral towersZ
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XIIIZ
England yet sleeps was she not calN2

Percy Bysshe Shelley



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