Queen Mab: Part Ii. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIIJKLMNOPIQR S ITIUIVTWXYTVIIZIA2B2 C2D2IIIIE2IIRF2G2A2H 2I2 YVTJ2K2L2L2F2L2I2IM2 L2L2IN2L2IL2F2F2L2L2 IO2IP2 L2IQ2DQ2IL2IR2L2IIF2 L2 QQ2L2S2IT2IU2V2SW2X2 L2IL2L2IO2CF2Y2Z2IO2 CL2IB2L2 F2B2P2F2F2L2B2O2 L2L2L2SIP2IL2X2L2QA3 RB3IIL2C3IIIL2B2L2IX 2RI L2D3IIIB2IIZ2X2IL2L2 X2EL2E3L2F3I IP2IIX2IL2E3G3EB2H3I L2IL2IL2L2IL2SI3IIJ3 III QI3SL2IIF2IC3IL2P2L2 L2 L2IIK3Z2L2IF2X2I3IIL 2L3IB2F2| If solitude hath ever led thy steps | A |
| To the wild ocean's echoing shore | B |
| And thou hast lingered there | C |
| Until the sun's broad orb | D |
| Seemed resting on the burnished wave | E |
| Thou must have marked the lines | F |
| Of purple gold that motionless | G |
| Hung o'er the sinking sphere | H |
| Thou must have marked the billowy clouds | I |
| Edged with intolerable radiancy | I |
| Towering like rocks of jet | J |
| Crowned with a diamond wreath | K |
| And yet there is a moment | L |
| When the sun's highest point | M |
| Peeps like a star o'er ocean's western edge | N |
| When those far clouds of feathery gold | O |
| Shaded with deepest purple gleam | P |
| Like islands on a dark blue sea | I |
| Then has thy fancy soared above the earth | Q |
| And furled its wearied wing | R |
| Within the Fairy's fane | S |
| - | |
| Yet not the golden islands | I |
| Gleaming in yon flood of light | T |
| Nor the feathery curtains | I |
| Stretching o'er the sun's bright couch | U |
| Nor the burnished ocean waves | I |
| Paving that gorgeous dome | V |
| So fair so wonderful a sight | T |
| As Mab's ethereal palace could afford | W |
| Yet likest evening's vault that fa ry Hall | X |
| As Heaven low resting on the wave it spread | Y |
| Its floors of flashing light | T |
| Its vast and azure dome | V |
| Its fertile golden islands | I |
| Floating on a silver sea | I |
| Whilst suns their mingling beamings darted | Z |
| Through clouds of circumambient darkness | I |
| And pearly battlements around | A2 |
| Looked o'er the immense of Heaven | B2 |
| - | |
| The magic car no longer moved | C2 |
| The Fairy and the Spirit | D2 |
| Entered the Hall of Spells | I |
| Those golden clouds | I |
| That rolled in glittering billows | I |
| Beneath the azure canopy | I |
| With the ethereal footsteps trembled not | E2 |
| The light and crimson mists | I |
| Floating to strains of thrilling melody | I |
| Through that unearthly dwelling | R |
| Yielded to every movement of the will | F2 |
| Upon their passive swell the Spirit leaned | G2 |
| And for the varied bliss that pressed around | A2 |
| Used not the glorious privilege | H2 |
| Of virtue and of wisdom | I2 |
| - | |
| 'Spirit ' the Fairy said | Y |
| And pointed to the gorgeous dome | V |
| 'This is a wondrous sight | T |
| And mocks all human grandeur | J2 |
| But were it virtue's only meed to dwell | K2 |
| In a celestial palace all resigned | L2 |
| To pleasurable impulses immured | L2 |
| Within the prison of itself the will | F2 |
| Of changeless Nature would be unfulfilled | L2 |
| Learn to make others happy Spirit come | I2 |
| This is thine high reward the past shall rise | I |
| Thou shalt behold the present I will teach | M2 |
| The secrets of the future ' | - |
| - | |
| The Fairy and the Spirit | L2 |
| Approached the overhanging battlement | L2 |
| Below lay stretched the universe | I |
| There far as the remotest line | N2 |
| That bounds imagination's flight | L2 |
| Countless and unending orbs | I |
| In mazy motion intermingled | L2 |
| Yet still fulfilled immutably | F2 |
| Eternal Nature's law | F2 |
| Above below around | L2 |
| The circling systems formed | L2 |
| A wilderness of harmony | I |
| Each with undeviating aim | O2 |
| In eloquent silence through the depths of space | I |
| Pursued its wondrous way | P2 |
| - | |
| There was a little light | L2 |
| That twinkled in the misty distance | I |
| None but a spirit's eye | Q2 |
| Might ken that rolling orb | D |
| None but a spirit's eye | Q2 |
| And in no other place | I |
| But that celestial dwelling might behold | L2 |
| Each action of this earth's inhabitants | I |
| But matter space and time | R2 |
| In those a rial mansions cease to act | L2 |
| And all prevailing wisdom when it reaps | I |
| The harvest of its excellence o'erbounds | I |
| Those obstacles of which an earthly soul | F2 |
| Fears to attempt the conquest | L2 |
| - | |
| The Fairy pointed to the earth | Q |
| The Spirit's intellectual eye | Q2 |
| Its kindred beings recognized | L2 |
| The thronging thousands to a passing view | S2 |
| Seemed like an ant hill's citizens | I |
| How wonderful that even | T2 |
| The passions prejudices interests | I |
| That sway the meanest being the weak touch | U2 |
| That moves the finest nerve | V2 |
| And in one human brain | S |
| Causes the faintest thought becomes a link | W2 |
| In the great chain of Nature | X2 |
| - | |
| 'Behold ' the Fairy cried | L2 |
| 'Palmyra's ruined palaces | I |
| Behold where grandeur frowned | L2 |
| Behold where pleasure smiled | L2 |
| What now remains the memory | I |
| Of senselessness and shame | O2 |
| What is immortal there | C |
| Nothing it stands to tell | F2 |
| A melancholy tale to give | Y2 |
| An awful warning soon | Z2 |
| Oblivion will steal silently | I |
| The remnant of its fame | O2 |
| Monarchs and conquerors there | C |
| Proud o'er prostrate millions trod | L2 |
| The earthquakes of the human race | I |
| Like them forgotten when the ruin | B2 |
| That marks their shock is past | L2 |
| - | |
| 'Beside the eternal Nile | F2 |
| The Pyramids have risen | B2 |
| Nile shall pursue his changeless way | P2 |
| Those Pyramids shall fall | F2 |
| Yea not a stone shall stand to tell | F2 |
| The spot whereon they stood | L2 |
| Their very site shall be forgotten | B2 |
| As is their builder's name | O2 |
| - | |
| 'Behold yon sterile spot | L2 |
| Where now the wandering Arab's tent | L2 |
| Flaps in the desert blast | L2 |
| There once old Salem's haughty fane | S |
| Reared high to heaven its thousand golden domes | I |
| And in the blushing face of day | P2 |
| Exposed its shameful glory | I |
| Oh many a widow many an orphan cursed | L2 |
| The building of that fane and many a father | X2 |
| Worn out with toil and slavery implored | L2 |
| The poor man's God to sweep it from the earth | Q |
| And spare his children the detested task | A3 |
| Of piling stone on stone and poisoning | R |
| The choicest days of life | B3 |
| To soothe a dotard's vanity | I |
| There an inhuman and uncultured race | I |
| Howled hideous praises to their Demon God | L2 |
| They rushed to war tore from the mother's womb | C3 |
| The unborn child old age and infancy | I |
| Promiscuous perished their victorious arms | I |
| Left not a soul to breathe Oh they were fiends | I |
| But what was he who taught them that the God | L2 |
| Of Nature and benevolence had given | B2 |
| A special sanction to the trade of blood | L2 |
| His name and theirs are fading and the tales | I |
| Of this barbarian nation which imposture | X2 |
| Recites till terror credits are pursuing | R |
| Itself into forgetfulness | I |
| - | |
| 'Where Athens Rome and Sparta stood | L2 |
| There is a moral desert now | D3 |
| The mean and miserable huts | I |
| The yet more wretched palaces | I |
| Contrasted with those ancient fanes | I |
| Now crumbling to oblivion | B2 |
| The long and lonely colonnades | I |
| Through which the ghost of Freedom stalks | I |
| Seem like a well known tune | Z2 |
| Which in some dear scene we have loved to hear | X2 |
| Remembered now in sadness | I |
| But oh how much more changed | L2 |
| How gloomier is the contrast | L2 |
| Of human nature there | X2 |
| Where Socrates expired a tyrant's slave | E |
| A coward and a fool spreads death around | L2 |
| Then shuddering meets his own | E3 |
| Where Cicero and Antoninus lived | L2 |
| A cowled and hypocritical monk | F3 |
| Prays curses and deceives | I |
| - | |
| 'Spirit ten thousand years | I |
| Have scarcely passed away | P2 |
| Since in the waste where now the savage drinks | I |
| His enemy's blood and aping Europe's sons | I |
| Wakes the unholy song of war | X2 |
| Arose a stately city | I |
| Metropolis of the western continent | L2 |
| There now the mossy column stone | E3 |
| Indented by time's unrelaxing grasp | G3 |
| Which once appeared to brave | E |
| All save its country's ruin | B2 |
| There the wide forest scene | H3 |
| Rude in the uncultivated loveliness | I |
| Of gardens long run wild | L2 |
| Seems to the unwilling sojourner whose steps | I |
| Chance in that desert has delayed | L2 |
| Thus to have stood since earth was what it is | I |
| Yet once it was the busiest haunt | L2 |
| Whither as to a common centre flocked | L2 |
| Strangers and ships and merchandise | I |
| Once peace and freedom blest | L2 |
| The cultivated plain | S |
| But wealth that curse of man | I3 |
| Blighted the bud of its prosperity | I |
| Virtue and wisdom truth and liberty | I |
| Fled to return not until man shall know | J3 |
| That they alone can give the bliss | I |
| Worthy a soul that claims | I |
| Its kindred with eternity | I |
| - | |
| 'There 's not one atom of yon earth | Q |
| But once was living man | I3 |
| Nor the minutest drop of rain | S |
| That hangeth in its thinnest cloud | L2 |
| But flowed in human veins | I |
| And from the burning plains | I |
| Where Libyan monsters yell | F2 |
| From the most gloomy glens | I |
| Of Greenland's sunless clime | C3 |
| To where the golden fields | I |
| Of fertile England spread | L2 |
| Their harvest to the day | P2 |
| Thou canst not find one spot | L2 |
| Whereon no city stood | L2 |
| - | |
| 'How strange is human pride | L2 |
| I tell thee that those living things | I |
| To whom the fragile blade of grass | I |
| That springeth in the morn | K3 |
| And perisheth ere noon | Z2 |
| Is an unbounded world | L2 |
| I tell thee that those viewless beings | I |
| Whose mansion is the smallest particle | F2 |
| Of the impassive atmosphere | X2 |
| Think feel and live like man | I3 |
| That their affections and antipathies | I |
| Like his produce the laws | I |
| Ruling their moral state | L2 |
| And the minutest throb | L3 |
| That through their frame diffuses | I |
| The slightest faintest motion | B2 |
| Is fixed and indispensabl | F2 |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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