The Revolt Of Islam. - Canto 12 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCCDCDD EFEFFBFBB GHGHHIJII FBFKBLBLL DMNMMOMPP QRQSTUTUU SESEEVEVV PWOWWXWXX DYDYYZYA2A2 B2BB2BBWBWW BC2BC2C2PC2P J JEEC2EC2 D2E2D2E2E2F2E2G2F2 PBLBBIBII H2I2H2I2I2UI2UU J2GJ2GGC2GC2C2 GK2GK2E2DK2DD GGGGGGGGG C2BC2BBGBGG L2LL2LLGLGG M2C2M2C2C2BC2BB GBGBBGBG BLBLLGLGG N2C2N2C2C2C2C2C2C2 GEGEEG2EG2G2 CL2CL2O2GL2GG GC2GC2C2J2C2J2J2 P2GP2GGLGLO BC2BC2C2CC2CC GC2GGC2Q2C2Q2Q2 GGGGGGGGG MG2MG2G2L2G2LL GC2GC2C2BC2BB GL2GL2L2EL2EE C2GC2GGGGGG BGBGGDGDD R2S2T2S2S2BS2BB CGCGC2LC2LL BP2BP2P2GP2GG L2GL2GGJGJJ MPMPPGPGG| A | |
| The transport of a fierce and monstrous gladness | B |
| Spread through the multitudinous streets fast flying | C |
| Upon the winds of fear from his dull madness | B |
| The starveling waked and died in joy the dying | C |
| Among the corpses in stark agony lying | C |
| Just heard the happy tidings and in hope | D |
| Closed their faint eyes from house to house replying | C |
| With loud acclaim the living shook Heaven's cope | D |
| And filled the startled Earth with echoes morn did ope | D |
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| Its pale eyes then and lo the long array | E |
| Of guards in golden arms and Priests beside | F |
| Singing their bloody hymns whose garbs betray | E |
| The blackness of the faith it seems to hide | F |
| And see the Tyrant's gem wrought chariot glide | F |
| Among the gloomy cowls and glittering spears | B |
| A Shape of light is sitting by his side | F |
| A child most beautiful I' the midst appears | B |
| Laon exempt alone from mortal hopes and fears | B |
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| His head and feet are bare his hands are bound | G |
| Behind with heavy chains yet none do wreak | H |
| Their scoffs on him though myriads throng around | G |
| There are no sneers upon his lip which speak | H |
| That scorn or hate has made him bold his cheek | H |
| Resolve has not turned pale his eyes are mild | I |
| And calm and like the morn about to break | J |
| Smile on mankind his heart seems reconciled | I |
| To all things and itself like a reposing child | I |
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| Tumult was in the soul of all beside | F |
| Ill joy or doubt or fear but those who saw | B |
| Their tranquil victim pass felt wonder glide | F |
| Into their brain and became calm with awe | K |
| See the slow pageant near the pile doth draw | B |
| A thousand torches in the spacious square | L |
| Borne by the ready slaves of ruthless law | B |
| Await the signal round the morning fair | L |
| Is changed to a dim night by that unnatural glare | L |
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| And see beneath a sun bright canopy | D |
| Upon a platform level with the pile | M |
| The anxious Tyrant sit enthroned on high | N |
| Girt by the chieftains of the host all smile | M |
| In expectation but one child the while | M |
| I Laon led by mutes ascend my bier | O |
| Of fire and look around each distant isle | M |
| Is dark in the bright dawn towers far and near | P |
| Pierce like reposing flames the tremulous atmosphere | P |
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| There was such silence through the host as when | Q |
| An earthquake trampling on some populous town | R |
| Has crushed ten thousand with one tread and men | Q |
| Expect the second all were mute but one | S |
| That fairest child who bold with love alone | T |
| Stood up before the King without avail | U |
| Pleading for Laon's life her stifled groan | T |
| Was heard she trembled like one aspen pale | U |
| Among the gloomy pines of a Norwegian vale | U |
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| What were his thoughts linked in the morning sun | S |
| Among those reptiles stingless with delay | E |
| Even like a tyrant's wrath The signal gun | S |
| Roared hark again In that dread pause he lay | E |
| As in a quiet dream the slaves obey | E |
| A thousand torches drop and hark the last | V |
| Bursts on that awful silence far away | E |
| Millions with hearts that beat both loud and fast | V |
| Watch for the springing flame expectant and aghast | V |
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| They fly the torches fall a cry of fear | P |
| Has startled the triumphant they recede | W |
| For ere the cannon's roar has died they hear | O |
| The tramp of hoofs like earthquake and a steed | W |
| Dark and gigantic with the tempest's speed | W |
| Bursts through their ranks a woman sits thereon | X |
| Fairer it seems than aught that earth can breed | W |
| Calm radiant like the phantom of the dawn | X |
| A spirit from the caves of daylight wandering gone | X |
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| All thought it was God's Angel come to sweep | D |
| The lingering guilty to their fiery grave | Y |
| The Tyrant from his throne in dread did leap | D |
| Her innocence his child from fear did save | Y |
| Scared by the faith they feigned each priestly slave | Y |
| Knelt for his mercy whom they served with blood | Z |
| And like the refluence of a mighty wave | Y |
| Sucked into the loud sea the multitude | A2 |
| With crushing panic fled in terror's altered mood | A2 |
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| They pause they blush they gaze a gathering shout | B2 |
| Bursts like one sound from the ten thousand streams | B |
| Of a tempestuous sea that sudden rout | B2 |
| One checked who never in his mildest dreams | B |
| Felt awe from grace or loveliness the seams | B |
| Of his rent heart so hard and cold a creed | W |
| Had seared with blistering ice but he misdeems | B |
| That he is wise whose wounds do only bleed | W |
| Inly for self thus thought the Iberian Priest indeed | W |
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| And others too thought he was wise to see | B |
| In pain and fear and hate something divine | C2 |
| In love and beauty no divinity | B |
| Now with a bitter smile whose light did shine | C2 |
| Like a fiend's hope upon his lips and eyne | C2 |
| He said and the persuasion of that sneer | P |
| Rallied his trembling comrades 'Is it mine | C2 |
| To stand alone when kings and soldiers fear | P |
| A woman Heaven has sent its other victim here ' | - |
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| 'Were it not impious ' said the King 'to break | J |
| Our holy oath ' 'Impious to keep it say ' | - |
| Shrieked the exulting Priest 'Slaves to the stake | J |
| Bind her and on my head the burden lay | E |
| Of her just torments at the Judgement Day | E |
| Will I stand up before the golden throne | C2 |
| Of Heaven and cry To Thee did I betray | E |
| An infidel but for me she would have known | C2 |
| Another moment's joy the glory be thine own ' | - |
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| They trembled but replied not nor obeyed | D2 |
| Pausing in breathless silence Cythna sprung | E2 |
| From her gigantic steed who like a shade | D2 |
| Chased by the winds those vacant streets among | E2 |
| Fled tameless as the brazen rein she flung | E2 |
| Upon his neck and kissed his mooned brow | F2 |
| A piteous sight that one so fair and young | E2 |
| The clasp of such a fearful death should woo | G2 |
| With smiles of tender joy as beamed from Cythna now | F2 |
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| The warm tears burst in spite of faith and fear | P |
| From many a tremulous eye but like soft dews | B |
| Which feed Spring's earliest buds hung gathered there | L |
| Frozen by doubt alas they could not choose | B |
| But weep for when her faint limbs did refuse | B |
| To climb the pyre upon the mutes she smiled | I |
| And with her eloquent gestures and the hues | B |
| Of her quick lips even as a weary child | I |
| Wins sleep from some fond nurse with its caresses mild | I |
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| She won them though unwilling her to bind | H2 |
| Near me among the snakes When there had fled | I2 |
| One soft reproach that was most thrilling kind | H2 |
| She smiled on me and nothing then we said | I2 |
| But each upon the other's countenance fed | I2 |
| Looks of insatiate love the mighty veil | U |
| Which doth divide the living and the dead | I2 |
| Was almost rent the world grew dim and pale | U |
| All light in Heaven or Earth beside our love did fail | U |
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| Yet yet one brief relapse like the last beam | J2 |
| Of dying flames the stainless air around | G |
| Hung silent and serene a blood red gleam | J2 |
| Burst upwards hurling fiercely from the ground | G |
| The globed smoke I heard the mighty sound | G |
| Of its uprise like a tempestuous ocean | C2 |
| And through its chasms I saw as in a swound | G |
| The tyrant's child fall without life or motion | C2 |
| Before his throne subdued by some unseen emotion | C2 |
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| And is this death The pyre has disappeared | G |
| The Pestilence the Tyrant and the throng | K2 |
| The flames grow silent slowly there is heard | G |
| The music of a breath suspending song | K2 |
| Which like the kiss of love when life is young | E2 |
| Steeps the faint eyes in darkness sweet and deep | D |
| With ever changing notes it floats along | K2 |
| Till on my passive soul there seemed to creep | D |
| A melody like waves on wrinkled sands that leap | D |
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| The warm touch of a soft and tremulous hand | G |
| Wakened me then lo Cythna sate reclined | G |
| Beside me on the waved and golden sand | G |
| Of a clear pool upon a bank o'ertwined | G |
| With strange and star bright flowers which to the wind | G |
| Breathed divine odour high above was spread | G |
| The emerald heaven of trees of unknown kind | G |
| Whose moonlike blooms and bright fruit overhead | G |
| A shadow which was light upon the waters shed | G |
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| And round about sloped many a lawny mountain | C2 |
| With incense bearing forests and vast caves | B |
| Of marble radiance to that mighty fountain | C2 |
| And where the flood its own bright margin laves | B |
| Their echoes talk with its eternal waves | B |
| Which from the depths whose jagged caverns breed | G |
| Their unreposing strife it lifts and heaves | B |
| Till through a chasm of hills they roll and feed | G |
| A river deep which flies with smooth but arrowy speed | G |
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| As we sate gazing in a trance of wonder | L2 |
| A boat approached borne by the musical air | L |
| Along the waves which sung and sparkled under | L2 |
| Its rapid keel a winged shape sate there | L |
| A child with silver shining wings so fair | L |
| That as her bark did through the waters glide | G |
| The shadow of the lingering waves did wear | L |
| Light as from starry beams from side to side | G |
| While veering to the wind her plumes the bark did guide | G |
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| The boat was one curved shell of hollow pearl | M2 |
| Almost translucent with the light divine | C2 |
| Of her within the prow and stern did curl | M2 |
| Horned on high like the young moon supine | C2 |
| When o'er dim twilight mountains dark with pine | C2 |
| It floats upon the sunset's sea of beams | B |
| Whose golden waves in many a purple line | C2 |
| Fade fast till borne on sunlight's ebbing streams | B |
| Dilating on earth's verge the sunken meteor gleams | B |
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| Its keel has struck the sands beside our feet | G |
| Then Cythna turned to me and from her eyes | B |
| Which swam with unshed tears a look more sweet | G |
| Than happy love a wild and glad surprise | B |
| Glanced as she spake 'Ay this is Paradise | B |
| And not a dream and we are all united | G |
| Lo that is mine own child who in the guise | B |
| Of madness came like day to one benighted | G |
| In lonesome woods my heart is now too well requited ' | - |
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| And then she wept aloud and in her arms | B |
| Clasped that bright Shape less marvellously fair | L |
| Than her own human hues and living charms | B |
| Which as she leaned in passion's silence there | L |
| Breathed warmth on the cold bosom of the air | L |
| Which seemed to blush and tremble with delight | G |
| The glossy darkness of her streaming hair | L |
| Fell o'er that snowy child and wrapped from sight | G |
| The fond and long embrace which did their hearts unite | G |
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| Then the bright child the plumed Seraph came | N2 |
| And fixed its blue and beaming eyes on mine | C2 |
| And said 'I was disturbed by tremulous shame | N2 |
| When once we met yet knew that I was thine | C2 |
| From the same hour in which thy lips divine | C2 |
| Kindled a clinging dream within my brain | C2 |
| Which ever waked when I might sleep to twine | C2 |
| Thine image with HER memory dear again | C2 |
| We meet exempted now from mortal fear or pain | C2 |
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| 'When the consuming flames had wrapped ye round | G |
| The hope which I had cherished went away | E |
| I fell in agony on the senseless ground | G |
| And hid mine eyes in dust and far astray | E |
| My mind was gone when bright like dawning day | E |
| The Spectre of the Plague before me flew | G2 |
| And breathed upon my lips and seemed to say | E |
| They wait for thee beloved then I knew | G2 |
| The death mark on my breast and became calm anew | G2 |
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| 'It was the calm of love for I was dying | C |
| I saw the black and half extinguished pyre | L2 |
| In its own gray and shrunken ashes lying | C |
| The pitchy smoke of the departed fire | L2 |
| Still hung in many a hollow dome and spire | O2 |
| Above the towers like night beneath whose shade | G |
| Awed by the ending of their own desire | L2 |
| The armies stood a vacancy was made | G |
| In expectation's depth and so they stood dismayed | G |
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| 'The frightful silence of that altered mood | G |
| The tortures of the dying clove alone | C2 |
| Till one uprose among the multitude | G |
| And said The flood of time is rolling on | C2 |
| We stand upon its brink whilst THEY are gone | C2 |
| To glide in peace down death's mysterious stream | J2 |
| Have ye done well They moulder flesh and bone | C2 |
| Who might have made this life's envenomed dream | J2 |
| A sweeter draught than ye will ever taste I deem | J2 |
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| ' These perish as the good and great of yore | P2 |
| Have perished and their murderers will repent | G |
| Yes vain and barren tears shall flow before | P2 |
| Yon smoke has faded from the firmament | G |
| Even for this cause that ye who must lament | G |
| The death of those that made this world so fair | L |
| Cannot recall them now but there is lent | G |
| To man the wisdom of a high despair | L |
| When such can die and he live on and linger here | O |
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| ' Ay ye may fear not now the Pestilence | B |
| From fabled hell as by a charm withdrawn | C2 |
| All power and faith must pass since calmly hence | B |
| In pain and fire have unbelievers gone | C2 |
| And ye must sadly turn away and moan | C2 |
| In secret to his home each one returning | C |
| And to long ages shall this hour be known | C2 |
| And slowly shall its memory ever burning | C |
| Fill this dark night of things with an eternal morning | C |
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| ' For me that world is grown too void and cold | G |
| Since Hope pursues immortal Destiny | C2 |
| With steps thus slow therefore shall ye behold | G |
| How those who love yet fear not dare to die | G |
| Tell to your children this Then suddenly | C2 |
| He sheathed a dagger in his heart and fell | Q2 |
| My brain grew dark in death and yet to me | C2 |
| There came a murmur from the crowd to tell | Q2 |
| Of deep and mighty change which suddenly befell | Q2 |
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| 'Then suddenly I stood a winged Thought | G |
| Before the immortal Senate and the seat | G |
| Of that star shining spirit whence is wrought | G |
| The strength of its dominion good and great | G |
| The better Genius of this world's estate | G |
| His realm around one mighty Fane is spread | G |
| Elysian islands bright and fortunate | G |
| Calm dwellings of the free and happy dead | G |
| Where I am sent to lead ' These winged words she said | G |
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| And with the silence of her eloquent smile | M |
| Bade us embark in her divine canoe | G2 |
| Then at the helm we took our seat the while | M |
| Above her head those plumes of dazzling hue | G2 |
| Into the winds' invisible stream she threw | G2 |
| Sitting beside the prow like gossamer | L2 |
| On the swift breath of morn the vessel flew | G2 |
| O'er the bright whirlpools of that fountain fair | L |
| Whose shores receded fast while we seemed lingering there | L |
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| Till down that mighty stream dark calm and fleet | G |
| Between a chasm of cedarn mountains riven | C2 |
| Chased by the thronging winds whose viewless feet | G |
| As swift as twinkling beams had under Heaven | C2 |
| From woods and waves wild sounds and odours driven | C2 |
| The boat fled visibly three nights and days | B |
| Borne like a cloud through morn and noon and even | C2 |
| We sailed along the winding watery ways | B |
| Of the vast stream a long and labyrinthine maze | B |
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| A scene of joy and wonder to behold | G |
| That river's shapes and shadows changing ever | L2 |
| Where the broad sunrise filled with deepening gold | G |
| Its whirlpools where all hues did spread and quiver | L2 |
| And where melodious falls did burst and shiver | L2 |
| Among rocks clad with flowers the foam and spray | E |
| Sparkled like stars upon the sunny river | L2 |
| Or when the moonlight poured a holier day | E |
| One vast and glittering lake around green islands lay | E |
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| Morn noon and even that boat of pearl outran | C2 |
| The streams which bore it like the arrowy cloud | G |
| Of tempest or the speedier thought of man | C2 |
| Which flieth forth and cannot make abode | G |
| Sometimes through forests deep like night we glode | G |
| Between the walls of mighty mountains crowned | G |
| With Cyclopean piles whose turrets proud | G |
| The homes of the departed dimly frowned | G |
| O'er the bright waves which girt their dark foundations round | G |
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| Sometimes between the wide and flowering meadows | B |
| Mile after mile we sailed and 'twas delight | G |
| To see far off the sunbeams chase the shadows | B |
| Over the grass sometimes beneath the night | G |
| Of wide and vaulted caves whose roofs were bright | G |
| With starry gems we fled whilst from their deep | D |
| And dark green chasms shades beautiful and white | G |
| Amid sweet sounds across our path would sweep | D |
| Like swift and lovely dreams that walk the waves of sleep | D |
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| And ever as we sailed our minds were full | R2 |
| Of love and wisdom which would overflow | S2 |
| In converse wild and sweet and wonderful | T2 |
| And in quick smiles whose light would come and go | S2 |
| Like music o'er wide waves and in the flow | S2 |
| Of sudden tears and in the mute caress | B |
| For a deep shade was cleft and we did know | S2 |
| That virtue though obscured on Earth not less | B |
| Survives all mortal change in lasting loveliness | B |
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| Three days and nights we sailed as thought and feeling | C |
| Number delightful hours for through the sky | G |
| The sphered lamps of day and night revealing | C |
| New changes and new glories rolled on high | G |
| Sun Moon and moonlike lamps the progeny | C2 |
| Of a diviner Heaven serene and fair | L |
| On the fourth day wild as a windwrought sea | C2 |
| The stream became and fast and faster bare | L |
| The spirit winged boat steadily speeding there | L |
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| Steady and swift where the waves rolled like mountains | B |
| Within the vast ravine whose rifts did pour | P2 |
| Tumultuous floods from their ten thousand fountains | B |
| The thunder of whose earth uplifting roar | P2 |
| Made the air sweep in whirlwinds from the shore | P2 |
| Calm as a shade the boat of that fair child | G |
| Securely fled that rapid stress before | P2 |
| Amid the topmost spray and sunbows wild | G |
| Wreathed in the silver mist in joy and pride we smiled | G |
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| The torrent of that wide and raging river | L2 |
| Is passed and our aereal speed suspended | G |
| We look behind a golden mist did quiver | L2 |
| When its wild surges with the lake were blended | G |
| Our bark hung there as on a line suspended | G |
| Between two heavens that windless waveless lake | J |
| Which four great cataracts from four vales attended | G |
| By mists aye feed from rocks and clouds they break | J |
| And of that azure sea a silent refuge make | J |
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| Motionless resting on the lake awhile | M |
| I saw its marge of snow bright mountains rear | P |
| Their peaks aloft I saw each radiant isle | M |
| And in the midst afar even like a sphere | P |
| Hung in one hollow sky did there appear | P |
| The Temple of the Spirit on the sound | G |
| Which issued thence drawn nearer and more near | P |
| Like the swift moon this glorious earth around | G |
| The charmed boat approached and there its haven found | G |
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