Prometheus Unbound: Act I (excerpt) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAAABCAADEFGAAHIHHJ KLMNI OHLPQRI AAAASTUHAHVWXHFAHYZH RA2LLIB2C2AAHD2HHE2A AAF2IG2RCH2| SCENE A Ravine of Icy Rocks in the Indian Caucasus Prometheus is discovered bound to the Precipice Panthea and Ione areseated at his feet Time night During the Scene morning slowly breaks | A |
| Prometheus | A |
| Monarch of Gods and D aelig mons and all Spirits | A |
| But One who throng those bright and rolling worlds | A |
| Which Thou and I alone of living things | A |
| Behold with sleepless eyes regard this Earth | B |
| Made multitudinous with thy slaves whom thou | C |
| Requitest for knee worship prayer and praise | A |
| And toil and hecatombs of broken hearts | A |
| With fear and self contempt and barren hope | D |
| Whilst me who am thy foe eyeless in hate | E |
| Hast thou made reign and triumph to thy scorn | F |
| O'er mine own misery and thy vain revenge | G |
| Three thousand years of sleep unsheltered hours | A |
| And moments aye divided by keen pangs | A |
| Till they seemed years torture and solitude | H |
| Scorn and despair these are mine empire | I |
| More glorious far than that which thou surveyest | H |
| From thine unenvied throne O Mighty God | H |
| Almighty had I deigned to share the shame | J |
| Of thine ill tyranny and hung not here | K |
| Nailed to this wall of eagle baffling mountain | L |
| Black wintry dead unmeasured without herb | M |
| Insect or beast or shape or sound of life | N |
| Ah me alas pain pain ever for ever | I |
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| No change no pause no hope Yet I endure | O |
| I ask the Earth have not the mountains felt | H |
| I ask yon Heaven the all beholding Sun | L |
| Has it not seen The Sea in storm or calm | P |
| Heaven's ever changing Shadow spread below | Q |
| Have its deaf waves not heard my agony | R |
| Ah me alas pain pain ever for ever | I |
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| The crawling glaciers pierce me with the spears | A |
| Of their moon freezing crystals the bright chains | A |
| Eat with their burning cold into my bones | A |
| Heaven's wing egrave d hound polluting from thy lips | A |
| His beak in poison not his own tears up | S |
| My heart and shapeless sights come wandering by | T |
| The ghastly people of the realm of dream | U |
| Mocking me and the Earthquake fiends are charged | H |
| To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds | A |
| When the rocks split and close again behind | H |
| While from their loud abysses howling throng | V |
| The genii of the storm urging the rage | W |
| Of whirlwind and afflict me with keen hail | X |
| And yet to me welcome is day and night | H |
| Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the morn | F |
| Or starry dim and slow the other climbs | A |
| The leaden coloured east for then they lead | H |
| The wingless crawling hours one among whom | Y |
| As some dark Priest hales the reluctant victim | Z |
| Shall drag thee cruel King to kiss the blood | H |
| From these pale feet which then might trample thee | R |
| If they disdained not such a prostrate slave | A2 |
| Disdain Ah no I pity thee What ruin | L |
| Will hunt thee undefended through wide Heaven | L |
| How will thy soul cloven to its depth with terror | I |
| Gape like a hell within I speak in grief | B2 |
| Not exultation for I hate no more | C2 |
| As then ere misery made me wise The curse | A |
| Once breathed on thee I would recall Ye Mountains | A |
| Whose many voic egrave d Echoes through the mist | H |
| Of cataracts flung the thunder of that spell | D2 |
| Ye icy Springs stagnant with wrinkling frost | H |
| Which vibrated to hear me and then crept | H |
| Shuddering through India Thou serenest Air | E2 |
| Through which the Sun walks burning without beams | A |
| And ye swift Whirlwinds who on pois egrave d wings | A |
| Hung mute and moveless o'er yon hushed abyss | A |
| As thunder louder than your own made rock | F2 |
| The orb egrave d world If then my words had power | I |
| Though I am changed so that aught evil wish | G2 |
| Is dead within although no memory be | R |
| Of what is hate let them not lose it now | C |
| What was that curse for ye all heard me speak | H2 |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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