Queen Mab: Part Iii. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLM NOOHOPJQL ORSTUOVWXYZHA2OKB2A2 ZA2A2A2C2D2 E2A2OOA2F2A2OG2A2H2I 2OE2 J2XK2A2A2L2M2 G2DN2OA2JJJA2J JJA2A2A2O2P2Q2R2A2A2 JA2 S2FT2S2A2JA2U2JV2S2A 2A2A2JA2W2A2X2JY2B2 A2JZ2JJJA3A2B3N2C3D3 A2E3JG2A2F3A2JA2JA2J JXUJB2G3JH3J2 P2U2JZG2JA2Y2A2JX2Y2 E2 HA2A2JA2I3J3A2V2K3JZ JP2L3A2A2A2U2J HA2JA2HA2A2A2M3P2W FKN3JJLJO3P3J'Fairy ' the Spirit said | A |
And on the Queen of Spells | B |
Fixed her ethereal eyes | C |
'I thank thee Thou hast given | D |
A boon which I will not resign and taught | E |
A lesson not to be unlearned I know | F |
The past and thence I will essay to glean | G |
A warning for the future so that man | H |
May profit by his errors and derive | I |
Experience from his folly | J |
For when the power of imparting joy | K |
Is equal to the will the human soul | L |
Requires no other heaven ' | M |
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MAB | N |
'Turn thee surpassing Spirit | O |
Much yet remains unscanned | O |
Thou knowest how great is man | H |
Thou knowest his imbecility | O |
Yet learn thou what he is | P |
Yet learn the lofty destiny | J |
Which restless Time prepares | Q |
For every living soul | L |
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'Behold a gorgeous palace that amid | O |
Yon populous city rears its thousand towers | R |
And seems itself a city Gloomy troops | S |
Of sentinels in stern and silent ranks | T |
Encompass it around the dweller there | U |
Cannot be free and happy hearest thou not | O |
The curses of the fatherless the groans | V |
Of those who have no friend He passes on | W |
The King the wearer of a gilded chain | X |
That binds his soul to abjectness the fool | Y |
Whom courtiers nickname monarch whilst a slave | Z |
Even to the basest appetites that man | H |
Heeds not the shriek of penury he smiles | A2 |
At the deep curses which the destitute | O |
Mutter in secret and a sullen joy | K |
Pervades his bloodless heart when thousands groan | B2 |
But for those morsels which his wantonness | A2 |
Wastes in unjoyous revelry to save | Z |
All that they love from famine when he hears | A2 |
The tale of horror to some ready made face | A2 |
Of hypocritical assent he turns | A2 |
Smothering the glow of shame that spite of him | C2 |
Flushes his bloated cheek | D2 |
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Now to the meal | E2 |
Of silence grandeur and excess he drags | A2 |
His palled unwilling appetite If gold | O |
Gleaming around and numerous viands culled | O |
From every clime could force the loathing sense | A2 |
To overcome satiety if wealth | F2 |
The spring it draws from poisons not or vice | A2 |
Unfeeling stubborn vice converteth not | O |
Its food to deadliest venom then that king | G2 |
Is happy and the peasant who fulfils | A2 |
His unforced task when he returns at even | H2 |
And by the blazing fagot meets again | I2 |
Her welcome for whom all his toil is sped | O |
Tastes not a sweeter meal | E2 |
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Behold him now | J2 |
Stretched on the gorgeous couch his fevered brain | X |
Reels dizzily awhile but ah too soon | K2 |
The slumber of intemperance subsides | A2 |
And conscience that undying serpent calls | A2 |
Her venomous brood to their nocturnal task | L2 |
Listen he speaks oh mark that frenzied eye | M2 |
Oh mark that deadly visage ' | - |
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KING | G2 |
'No cessation | D |
Oh must this last forever Awful death | N2 |
I wish yet fear to clasp thee Not one moment | O |
Of dreamless sleep O dear and bless d Peace | A2 |
Why dost thou shroud thy vestal purity | J |
In penury and dungeons Wherefore lurkest | J |
With danger death and solitude yet shun'st | J |
The palace I have built thee Sacred Peace | A2 |
Oh visit me but once but pitying shed | J |
One drop of balm upon my withered soul ' | - |
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THE FAIRY | J |
'Vain man that palace is the virtuous heart | J |
And Peace defileth not her snowy robes | A2 |
In such a shed as thine Hark yet he mutters | A2 |
His slumbers are but varied agonies | A2 |
They prey like scorpions on the springs of life | O2 |
There needeth not the hell that bigots frame | P2 |
To punish those who err earth in itself | Q2 |
Contains at once the evil and the cure | R2 |
And all sufficing Nature can chastise | A2 |
Those who transgress her law she only knows | A2 |
How justly to proportion to the fault | J |
The punishment it merits | A2 |
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Is it strange | S2 |
That this poor wretch should pride him in his woe | F |
Take pleasure in his abjectness and hug | T2 |
The scorpion that consumes him Is it strange | S2 |
That placed on a conspicuous throne of thorns | A2 |
Grasping an iron sceptre and immured | J |
Within a splendid prison whose stern bounds | A2 |
Shut him from all that's good or dear on earth | U2 |
His soul asserts not its humanity | J |
That man's mild nature rises not in war | V2 |
Against a king's employ No 'tis not strange | S2 |
He like the vulgar thinks feels acts and lives | A2 |
Just as his father did the unconquered powers | A2 |
Of precedent and custom interpose | A2 |
Between a king and virtue Stranger yet | J |
To those who know not Nature nor deduce | A2 |
The future from the present it may seem | W2 |
That not one slave who suffers from the crimes | A2 |
Of this unnatural being not one wretch | X2 |
Whose children famish and whose nuptial bed | J |
Is earth's unpitying bosom rears an arm | Y2 |
To dash him from his throne | B2 |
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Those gilded flies | A2 |
That basking in the sunshine of a court | J |
Fatten on its corruption what are they | Z2 |
The drones of the community they feed | J |
On the mechanic's labor the starved hind | J |
For them compels the stubborn glebe to yield | J |
Its unshared harvests and yon squalid form | A3 |
Leaner than fleshless misery that wastes | A2 |
A sunless life in the unwholesome mine | B3 |
Drags out in labor a protracted death | N2 |
To glut their grandeur many faint with toil | C3 |
That few may know the cares and woe of sloth | D3 |
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Whence thinkest thou kings and parasites arose | A2 |
Whence that unnatural line of drones who heap | E3 |
Toil and unvanquishable penury | J |
On those who build their palaces and bring | G2 |
Their daily bread From vice black loathsome vice | A2 |
From rapine madness treachery and wrong | F3 |
From all that genders misery and makes | A2 |
Of earth this thorny wilderness from lust | J |
Revenge and murder And when reason's voice | A2 |
Loud as the voice of Nature shall have waked | J |
The nations and mankind perceive that vice | A2 |
Is discord war and misery that virtue | J |
Is peace and happiness and harmony | J |
When man's maturer nature shall disdain | X |
The playthings of its childhood kingly glare | U |
Will lose its power to dazzle its authority | J |
Will silently pass by the gorgeous throne | B2 |
Shall stand unnoticed in the regal hall | G3 |
Fast falling to decay whilst falsehood's trade | J |
Shall be as hateful and unprofitable | H3 |
As that of truth is now | J2 |
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Where is the fame | P2 |
Which the vain glorious mighty of the earth | U2 |
Seek to eternize Oh the faintest sound | J |
From time's light footfall the minutest wave | Z |
That swells the flood of ages whelms in nothing | G2 |
The unsubstantial bubble Ay to day | J |
Stern is the tyrant's mandate red the gaze | A2 |
That flashes desolation strong the arm | Y2 |
That scatters multitudes To morrow comes | A2 |
That mandate is a thunder peal that died | J |
In ages past that gaze a transient flash | X2 |
On which the midnight closed and on that arm | Y2 |
The worm has made his meal | E2 |
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The virtuous man | H |
Who great in his humility as kings | A2 |
Are little in their grandeur he who leads | A2 |
Invincibly a life of resolute good | J |
And stands amid the silent dungeon depths | A2 |
More free and fearless than the trembling judge | I3 |
Who clothed in venal power vainly strove | J3 |
To bind the impassive spirit when he falls | A2 |
His mild eye beams benevolence no more | V2 |
Withered the hand outstretched but to relieve | K3 |
Sunk reason's simple eloquence that rolled | J |
But to appall the guilty Yes the grave | Z |
Hath quenched that eye and death's relentless frost | J |
Withered that arm but the unfading fame | P2 |
Which virtue hangs upon its votary's tomb | L3 |
The deathless memory of that man whom kings | A2 |
Call to their minds and tremble the remembrance | A2 |
With which the happy spirit contemplates | A2 |
Its well spent pilgrimage on earth | U2 |
Shall never pass away | J |
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'Nature rejects the monarch not the man | H |
The subject not the citizen for kings | A2 |
And subjects mutual foes forever play | J |
A losing game into each other's hands | A2 |
Whose stakes are vice and misery The man | H |
Of virtuous soul commands not nor obeys | A2 |
Power like a desolating pestilence | A2 |
Pollutes whate'er it touches and obedience | A2 |
Bane of all genius virtue freedom truth | M3 |
Makes slaves of men and of the human frame | P2 |
A mechanized automaton | W |
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When Nero | F |
High over flaming Rome with savage joy | K |
Lowered like a fiend drank with enraptured ear | N3 |
The shrieks of agonizing death beheld | J |
The frightful desolation spread and felt | J |
A new created sense within his soul | L |
Thrill to the sight and vibrate to the sound | J |
Thinkest thou his grandeur had not overcome | O3 |
The force of human kindness And when Rome | P3 |
With one st | J |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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