The Revolt Of Islam. - Canto 3 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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What thoughts had sway o'er Cythna's lonely slumberB
That night I know not but my own did seemC
As if they might ten thousand years outnumberB
Of waking life the visions of a dreamC
Which hid in one dim gulf the troubled streamC
Of mind a boundless chaos wild and vastD
Whose limits yet were never memory's themeC
And I lay struggling as its whirlwinds passedD
Sometimes for rapture sick sometimes for pain aghastD
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Two hours whose mighty circle did embraceE
More time than might make gray the infant worldF
Rolled thus a weary and tumultuous spaceE
When the third came like mist on breezes curledF
From my dim sleep a shadow was unfurledF
Methought upon the threshold of a caveG
I sate with Cythna drooping briony pearledF
With dew from the wild streamlet's shattered waveG
Hung where we sate to taste the joys which Nature gaveG
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We lived a day as we were wont to liveH
But Nature had a robe of glory onI
And the bright air o'er every shape did weaveJ
Intenser hues so that the herbless stoneK
The leafless bough among the leaves aloneK
Had being clearer than its own could beL
And Cythna's pure and radiant self was shownK
In this strange vision so divine to meL
That if I loved before now love was agonyL
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Morn fled noon came evening then night descendedF
And we prolonged calm talk beneath the sphereM
Of the calm moon when suddenly was blendedF
With our repose a nameless sense of fearM
And from the cave behind I seemed to hearN
Sounds gathering upwards accents incompleteF
And stifled shrieks and now more near and nearM
A tumult and a rush of thronging feetF
The cavern's secret depths beneath the earth did beatF
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The scene was changed and away away awayO
Through the air and over the sea we spedF
And Cythna in my sheltering bosom layO
And the winds bore me through the darkness spreadF
Around the gaping earth then vomitedF
Legions of foul and ghastly shapes which hungP
Upon my flight and ever as we fledF
They plucked at Cythna soon to me then clungP
A sense of actual things those monstrous dreams amongP
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And I lay struggling in the impotenceQ
Of sleep while outward life had burst its boundF
Though still deluded strove the tortured senseR
To its dire wanderings to adapt the soundF
Which in the light of morn was poured aroundF
Our dwelling breathless pale and unawareS
I rose and all the cottage crowded foundF
With armed men whose glittering swords were bareS
And whose degraded limbs the tyrant's garb did wearS
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And ere with rapid lips and gathered browT
I could demand the cause a feeble shriekU
It was a feeble shriek faint far and lowV
Arrested me my mien grew calm and meekU
And grasping a small knife I went to seekU
That voice among the crowd 'twas Cythna's cryW
Beneath most calm resolve did agony wreakU
Its whirlwind rage so I passed quietlyL
Till I beheld where bound that dearest child did lieW
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I started to behold her for delightF
And exultation and a joyance freeL
Solemn serene and lofty filled the lightF
Of the calm smile with which she looked on meL
So that I feared some brainless ecstasyL
Wrought from that bitter woe had wildered herB
'Farewell farewell ' she said as I drew nighW
'At first my peace was marred by this strange stirB
Now I am calm as truth its chosen ministerB
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'Look not so Laon say farewell in hopeX
These bloody men are but the slaves who bearS
Their mistress to her task it was my scopeX
The slavery where they drag me now to shareS
And among captives willing chains to wearS
Awhile the rest thou knowest return dear friendF
Let our first triumph trample the despairS
Which would ensnare us now for in the endF
In victory or in death our hopes and fears must blend '-
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These words had fallen on my unheeding earN
Whilst I had watched the motions of the crewY
With seeming careless glance not many wereB
Around her for their comrades just withdrewY
To guard some other victim so I drewY
My knife and with one impulse suddenlyL
All unaware three of their number slewY
And grasped a fourth by the throat and with loud cryW
My countrymen invoked to death or libertyL
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What followed then I know not for a strokeZ
On my raised arm and naked head came downA2
Filling my eyes with blood When I awokeZ
I felt that they had bound me in my swoonB2
And up a rock which overhangs the townA2
By the steep path were bearing me belowV
The plain was filled with slaughter overthrownK
The vineyards and the harvests and the glowV
Of blazing roofs shone far o'er the white Ocean's flowV
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Upon that rock a mighty column stoodF
Whose capital seemed sculptured in the skyW
Which to the wanderers o'er the solitudeF
Of distant seas from ages long gone byW
Had made a landmark o'er its height to flyW
Scarcely the cloud the vulture or the blastF
Has power and when the shades of evening lieW
On Earth and Ocean its carved summits castF
The sunken daylight far through the aerial wasteF
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They bore me to a cavern in the hillC2
Beneath that column and unbound me thereS
And one did strip me stark and one did fillC2
A vessel from the putrid pool one bareS
A lighted torch and four with friendless careS
Guided my steps the cavern paths alongD2
Then up a steep and dark and narrow stairS
We wound until the torch's fiery tongueP
Amid the gushing day beamless and pallid hungP
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They raised me to the platform of the pileE2
That column's dizzy height the grate of brassF2
Through which they thrust me open stood the whileE2
As to its ponderous and suspended massF2
With chains which eat into the flesh alasF2
With brazen links my naked limbs they boundF
The grate as they departed to repassF2
With horrid clangour fell and the far soundF
Of their retiring steps in the dense gloom was drownedF
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The noon was calm and bright around that columnG2
The overhanging sky and circling seaL
Spread forth in silentness profound and solemnG2
The darkness of brief frenzy cast on meL
So that I knew not my own miseryL
The islands and the mountains in the dayF
Like clouds reposed afar and I could seeL
The town among the woods below that layF
And the dark rocks which bound the bright and glassy bayF
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It was so calm that scarce the feathery weedF
Sown by some eagle on the topmost stoneK
Swayed in the air so bright that noon did breedF
No shadow in the sky beside mine ownK
Mine and the shadow of my chain aloneK
Below the smoke of roofs involved in flameH2
Rested like night all else was clearly shownK
In that broad glare yet sound to me none cameH2
But of the living blood that ran within my frameH2
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The peace of madness fled and ah too soonB2
A ship was lying on the sunny mainI2
Its sails were flagging in the breathless noonB2
Its shadow lay beyond that sight againJ2
Waked with its presence in my tranced brainI2
The stings of a known sorrow keen and coldF
I knew that ship bore Cythna o'er the plainI2
Of waters to her blighting slavery soldF
And watched it with such thoughts as must remain untoldF
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I watched until the shades of evening wrappedF
Earth like an exhalation then the barkK2
Moved for that calm was by the sunset snappedF
It moved a speck upon the Ocean darkK2
Soon the wan stars came forth and I could markK2
Its path no more I sought to close mine eyesL2
But like the balls their lids were stiff and starkK2
I would have risen but ere that I could riseL2
My parched skin was split with piercing agoniesM2
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I gnawed my brazen chain and sought to severB
Its adamantine links that I might dieW
O Liberty forgive the base endeavourB
Forgive me if reserved for victoryL
The Champion of thy faith e'er sought to flyW
That starry night with its clear silence sentF
Tameless resolve which laughed at miseryL
Into my soul linked remembrance lentF
To that such power to me such a severe contentF
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To breathe to be to hope or to despairS
And die I questioned not nor though the SunN2
Its shafts of agony kindling through the airS
Moved over me nor though in evening dunN2
Or when the stars their visible courses runN2
Or morning the wide universe was spreadF
In dreary calmness round me did I shunN2
Its presence nor seek refuge with the deadF
From one faint hope whose flower a dropping poison shedF
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Two days thus passed I neither raved nor diedF
Thirst raged within me like a scorpion's nestF
Built in mine entrails I had spurned asideF
The water vessel while despair possessedF
My thoughts and now no drop remained The uprestF
Of the third sun brought hunger but the crustF
Which had been left was to my craving breastF
Fuel not food I chewed the bitter dustF
And bit my bloodless arm and licked the brazen rustF
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My brain began to fail when the fourth mornO2
Burst o'er the golden isles a fearful sleepP2
Which through the caverns dreary and forlornO2
Of the riven soul sent its foul dreams to sweepP2
With whirlwind swiftness a fall far and deepP2
A gulf a void a sense of senselessnessM2
These things dwelt in me even as shadows keepP2
Their watch in some dim charnel's lonelinessM2
A shoreless sea a sky sunless and planetlessM2
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The forms which peopled this terrific tranceM2
I well remember like a choir of devilsM2
Around me they involved a giddy danceM2
Legions seemed gathering from the misty levelsM2
Of Ocean to supply those ceaseless revelsM2
Foul ceaseless shadows thought could not divideF
The actual world from these entangling evilsM2
Which so bemocked themselves that I descriedF
All shapes like mine own self hideously multipliedF
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The sense of day and night of false and trueY
Was dead within me Yet two visions burstF
That darkness one as since that hour I knewY
Was not a phantom of the realms accursedF
Where then my spirit dwelt but of the firstF
I know not yet was it a dream or noV
But both though not distincter were immersedF
In hues which when through memory's waste they flowV
Make their divided streams more bright and rapid nowT
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Methought that grate was lifted and the sevenN2
Who brought me thither four stiff corpses bareS
And from the frieze to the four winds of HeavenN2
Hung them on high by the entangled hairS
Swarthy were three the fourth was very fairS
As they retired the golden moon upsprungK2
And eagerly out in the giddy airS
Leaning that I might eat I stretched and clungK2
Over the shapeless depth in which those corpses hungK2
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A woman's shape now lank and cold and blueY
The dwelling of the many coloured wormQ2
Hung there the white and hollow cheek I drewY
To my dry lips what radiance did informR2
Those horny eyes whose was that withered formR2
Alas alas it seemed that Cythna's ghostF
Laughed in those looks and that the flesh was warmR2
Within my teeth a whirlwind keen as frostF
Then in its sinking gulfs my sickening spirit tossedF
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Then seemed it that a tameless hurricaneI2
Arose and bore me in its dark careerM
Beyond the sun beyond the stars that waneI2
On the verge of formless space it languished thereS
And dying left a silence lone and drearS
More horrible than famine in the deepP2
The shape of an old man did then appearS
Stately and beautiful that dreadful sleepP2
His heavenly smiles dispersed and I could wake and weepP2
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And when the blinding tears had fallen I sawM2
That column and those corpses and the moonB2
And felt the poisonous tooth of hunger gnawM2
My vitals I rejoiced as if the boonB2
Of senseless death would be accorded soonB2
When from that stony gloom a voice aroseM2
Solemn and sweet as when low winds attuneB2
The midnight pines the grate did then uncloseM2
And on that reverend form the moonlight did reposeM2
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He struck my chains and gently spake and smiledF
As they were loosened by that Hermit oldF
Mine eyes were of their madness half beguiledF
To answer those kind looks he did enfoldF
His giant arms around me to upholdF
My wretched frame my scorched limbs he woundF
In linen moist and balmy and as coldF
As dew to drooping leaves the chain with soundF
Like earthquake through the chasm of that steep stair did boundF
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As lifting me it fell What next I heardF
Were billows leaping on the harbour barS
And the shrill sea wind whose breath idly stirredF
My hair I looked abroad and saw a starS
Shining beside a sail and distant farS
That mountain and its column the known markK2
Of those who in the wide deep wandering areS
So that I feared some Spirit fell and darkK2
In trance had lain me thus within a fiendish barkK2
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For now indeed over the salt sea billowV
I sailed yet dared not look upon the shapeS2
Of him who ruled the helm although the pillowV
For my light head was hollowed in his lapT2
And my bare limbs his mantle did enwrapT2
Fearing it was a fiend at last he bentF
O'er me his aged face as if to snapT2
Those dreadful thoughts the gentle grandsire bentF
And to my inmost soul his soothing looks he sentF
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A soft and healing potion to my lipsM2
At intervals he raised now looked on highW
To mark if yet the starry giant dipsM2
His zone in the dim sea now cheeringlyV
Though he said little did he speak to meL
'It is a friend beside thee take good cheerS
Poor victim thou art now at liberty '-
I joyed as those a human tone to hearS
Who in cells deep and lone have languished many a yearS
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A dim and feeble joy whose glimpses oftF
Were quenched in a relapse of wildering dreamsM2
Yet still methought we sailed until aloftF
The stars of night grew pallid and the beamsM2
Of morn descended on the ocean streamsM2
And still that aged man so grand and mildF
Tended me even as some sick mother seemsM2
To hang in hope over a dying childF
Till in the azure East darkness again was piledF
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And then the night wind steaming from the shoreS
Sent odours dying sweet across the seaL
And the swift boat the little waves which boreS
Were cut by its keen keel though slantinglyV
Soon I could hear the leaves sigh and could seeL
The myrtle blossoms starring the dim groveU2
As past the pebbly beach the boat did fleeL
On sidelong wing into a silent coveU2
Where ebon pines a shade under the starlight woveU2

Percy Bysshe Shelley



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