The Revolt Of Islam. - Canto 7. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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So we sate joyous as the morning ray | B |
Which fed upon the wrecks of night and storm | C |
Now lingering on the winds light airs did play | B |
Among the dewy weeds the sun was warm | C |
And we sate linked in the inwoven charm | D |
Of converse and caresses sweet and deep | E |
Speechless caresses talk that might disarm | D |
Time though he wield the darts of death and sleep | E |
And those thrice mortal barbs in his own poison steep | E |
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I told her of my sufferings and my madness | F |
And how awakened from that dreamy mood | G |
By Liberty's uprise the strength of gladness | F |
Came to my spirit in my solitude | G |
And all that now I was while tears pursued | G |
Each other down her fair and listening cheek | H |
Fast as the thoughts which fed them like a flood | I |
From sunbright dales and when I ceased to speak | H |
Her accents soft and sweet the pausing air did wake | J |
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She told me a strange tale of strange endurance | F |
Like broken memories of many a heart | K |
Woven into one to which no firm assurance | F |
So wild were they could her own faith impart | K |
She said that not a tear did dare to start | K |
From the swoln brain and that her thoughts were firm | L |
When from all mortal hope she did depart | K |
Borne by those slaves across the Ocean's term | L |
And that she reached the port without one fear infirm | L |
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One was she among many there the thralls | F |
Of the cold Tyrant's cruel lust and they | B |
Laughed mournfully in those polluted halls | F |
But she was calm and sad musing alway | M |
On loftiest enterprise till on a day | B |
The Tyrant heard her singing to her lute | N |
A wild and sad and spirit thrilling lay | B |
Like winds that die in wastes one moment mute | N |
The evil thoughts it made which did his breast pollute | N |
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Even when he saw her wondrous loveliness | F |
One moment to great Nature's sacred power | O |
He bent and was no longer passionless | F |
But when he bade her to his secret bower | O |
Be borne a loveless victim and she tore | P |
Her locks in agony and her words of flame | Q |
And mightier looks availed not then he bore | P |
Again his load of slavery and became | Q |
A king a heartless beast a pageant and a name | Q |
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She told me what a loathsome agony | R |
Is that when selfishness mocks love's delight | S |
Foul as in dream's most fearful imagery | R |
To dally with the mowing dead that night | S |
All torture fear or horror made seem light | S |
Which the soul dreams or knows and when the day | B |
Shone on her awful frenzy from the sight | S |
Where like a Spirit in fleshly chains she lay | B |
Struggling aghast and pale the Tyrant fled away | B |
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Her madness was a beam of light a power | O |
Which dawned through the rent soul and words it gave | T |
Gestures and looks such as in whirlwinds bore | P |
Which might not be withstood whence none could save | T |
All who approached their sphere like some calm wave | T |
Vexed into whirlpools by the chasms beneath | U |
And sympathy made each attendant slave | T |
Fearless and free and they began to breathe | V |
Deep curses like the voice of flames far underneath | U |
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The King felt pale upon his noonday throne | W |
At night two slaves he to her chamber sent | X |
One was a green and wrinkled eunuch grown | W |
From human shape into an instrument | Y |
Of all things ill distorted bowed and bent | X |
The other was a wretch from infancy | R |
Made dumb by poison who nought knew or meant | X |
But to obey from the fire isles came he | R |
A diver lean and strong of Oman's coral sea | R |
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They bore her to a bark and the swift stroke | Z |
Of silent rowers clove the blue moonlight seas | F |
Until upon their path the morning broke | Z |
They anchored then where be there calm or breeze | F |
The gloomiest of the drear Symplegades | F |
Shakes with the sleepless surge the Ethiop there | A2 |
Wound his long arms around her and with knees | F |
Like iron clasped her feet and plunged with her | O |
Among the closing waves out of the boundless air | A2 |
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'Swift as an eagle stooping from the plain | B2 |
Of morning light into some shadowy wood | C2 |
He plunged through the green silence of the main | B2 |
Through many a cavern which the eternal flood | I |
Had scooped as dark lairs for its monster brood | G |
And among mighty shapes which fled in wonder | O |
And among mightier shadows which pursued | G |
His heels he wound until the dark rocks under | O |
He touched a golden chain a sound arose like thunder | O |
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'A stunning clang of massive bolts redoubling | D2 |
Beneath the deep a burst of waters driven | E2 |
As from the roots of the sea raging and bubbling | D2 |
And in that roof of crags a space was riven | E2 |
Through which there shone the emerald beams of heaven | E2 |
Shot through the lines of many waves inwoven | E2 |
Like sunlight through acacia woods at even | E2 |
Through which his way the diver having cloven | E2 |
Passed like a spark sent up out of a burning oven | E2 |
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'And then ' she said 'he laid me in a cave | T |
Above the waters by that chasm of sea | F |
A fountain round and vast in which the wave | T |
Imprisoned boiled and leaped perpetually | F |
Down which one moment resting he did flee | F |
Winning the adverse depth that spacious cell | F2 |
Like an hupaithric temple wide and high | G2 |
Whose aery dome is inaccessible | H2 |
Was pierced with one round cleft through which the sunbeams fell | F2 |
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'Below the fountain's brink was richly paven | E2 |
With the deep's wealth coral and pearl and sand | I2 |
Like spangling gold and purple shells engraven | E2 |
With mystic legends by no mortal hand | I2 |
Left there when thronging to the moon's command | I2 |
The gathering waves rent the Hesperian gate | J2 |
Of mountains and on such bright floor did stand | I2 |
Columns and shapes like statues and the state | J2 |
Of kingless thrones which Earth did in her heart create | J2 |
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'The fiend of madness which had made its prey | B |
Of my poor heart was lulled to sleep awhile | K2 |
There was an interval of many a day | B |
And a sea eagle brought me food the while | K2 |
Whose nest was built in that untrodden isle | K2 |
And who to be the gaoler had been taught | L2 |
Of that strange dungeon as a friend whose smile | K2 |
Like light and rest at morn and even is sought | L2 |
That wild bird was to me till madness misery brought | L2 |
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'The misery of a madness slow and creeping | D2 |
Which made the earth seem fire the sea seem air | A2 |
And the white clouds of noon which oft were sleeping | D2 |
In the blue heaven so beautiful and fair | A2 |
Like hosts of ghastly shadows hovering there | A2 |
And the sea eagle looked a fiend who bore | P |
Thy mangled limbs for food Thus all things were | O |
Transformed into the agony which I wore | P |
Even as a poisoned robe around my bosom's core | P |
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'Again I knew the day and night fast fleeing | D2 |
The eagle and the fountain and the air | A2 |
Another frenzy came there seemed a being | D2 |
Within me a strange load my heart did bear | A2 |
As if some living thing had made its lair | A2 |
Even in the fountains of my life a long | M2 |
And wondrous vision wrought from my despair | A2 |
Then grew like sweet reality among | N2 |
Dim visionary woes an unreposing throng | M2 |
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'Methought I was about to be a mother | O |
Month after month went by and still I dreamed | O2 |
That we should soon be all to one another | O |
I and my child and still new pulses seemed | O2 |
To beat beside my heart and still I deemed | O2 |
There was a babe within and when the rain | E2 |
Of winter through the rifted cavern streamed | O2 |
Methought after a lapse of lingering pain | E2 |
I saw that lovely shape which near my heart had lain | E2 |
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'It was a babe beautiful from its birth | P2 |
It was like thee dear love its eyes were thine | E2 |
Its brow its lips and so upon the earth | P2 |
It laid its fingers as now rest on mine | E2 |
Thine own beloved 'twas a dream divine | E2 |
Even to remember how it fled how swift | Q2 |
How utterly might make the heart repine | E2 |
Though 'twas a dream ' Then Cythna did uplift | Q2 |
Her looks on mine as if some doubt she sought to shift | Q2 |
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A doubt which would not flee a tenderness | F |
Of questioning grief a source of thronging tears | F |
Which having passed as one whom sobs oppress | F |
She spoke 'Yes in the wilderness of years | F |
Her memory aye like a green home appears | F |
She sucked her fill even at this breast sweet love | R2 |
For many months I had no mortal fears | F |
Methought I felt her lips and breath approve | S2 |
It was a human thing which to my bosom clove | S2 |
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'I watched the dawn of her first smiles and soon | E2 |
When zenith stars were trembling on the wave | S2 |
Or when the beams of the invisible moon | E2 |
Or sun from many a prism within the cave | S2 |
Their gem born shadows to the water gave | S2 |
Her looks would hunt them and with outspread hand | I2 |
From the swift lights which might that fountain pave | S2 |
She would mark one and laugh when that command | I2 |
Slighting it lingered there and could not understand | I2 |
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'Methought her looks began to talk with me | F |
And no articulate sounds but something sweet | T2 |
Her lips would frame so sweet it could not be | F |
That it was meaningless her touch would meet | T2 |
Mine and our pulses calmly flow and beat | T2 |
In response while we slept and on a day | B |
When I was happiest in that strange retreat | T2 |
With heaps of golden shells we two did play | B |
Both infants weaving wings for time's perpetual way | B |
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'Ere night methought her waning eyes were grown | E2 |
Weary with joy and tired with our delight | S |
We on the earth like sister twins lay down | E2 |
On one fair mother's bosom from that night | S |
She fled like those illusions clear and bright | S |
Which dwell in lakes when the red moon on high | S2 |
Pause ere it wakens tempest and her flight | S |
Though 'twas the death of brainless fantasy | F |
Yet smote my lonesome heart more than all misery | F |
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'It seemed that in the dreary night the diver | O |
Who brought me thither came again and bore | P |
My child away I saw the waters quiver | O |
When he so swiftly sunk as once before | P |
Then morning came it shone even as of yore | P |
But I was changed the very life was gone | E2 |
Out of my heart I wasted more and more | P |
Day after day and sitting there alone | E2 |
Vexed the inconstant waves with my perpetual moan | E2 |
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'I was no longer mad and yet methought | S |
My breasts were swoln and changed in every vein | E2 |
The blood stood still one moment while that thought | S |
Was passing with a gush of sickening pain | E2 |
It ebbed even to its withered springs again | E2 |
When my wan eyes in stern resolve I turned | S |
From that most strange delusion which would fain | E2 |
Have waked the dream for which my spirit yearned | S |
With more than human love then left it unreturned | S |
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'So now my reason was restored to me | F |
I struggled with that dream which like a beast | S |
Most fierce and beauteous in my memory | F |
Had made its lair and on my heart did feast | S |
But all that cave and all its shapes possessed | S |
By thoughts which could not fade renewed each one | E2 |
Some smile some look some gesture which had blessed | S |
Me heretofore I sitting there alone | E2 |
Vexed the inconstant waves with my perpetual moan | E2 |
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'Time passed I know not whether months or years | F |
For day nor night nor change of seasons made | S |
Its note but thoughts and unavailing tears | F |
And I became at last even as a shade | S |
A smoke a cloud on which the winds have preyed | S |
Till it be thin as air until one even | E2 |
A Nautilus upon the fountain played | S |
Spreading his azure sail where breath of Heaven | E2 |
Descended not among the waves and whirlpools driven | E2 |
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'And when the Eagle came that lovely thing | D2 |
Oaring with rosy feet its silver boat | S |
Fled near me as for shelter on slow wing | D2 |
The Eagle hovering o'er his prey did float | S |
But when he saw that I with fear did note | S |
His purpose proffering my own food to him | U2 |
The eager plumes subsided on his throat | S |
He came where that bright child of sea did swim | U2 |
And o'er it cast in peace his shadow broad and dim | U2 |
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'This wakened me it gave me human strength | V2 |
And hope I know not whence or wherefore rose | F |
But I resumed my ancient powers at length | V2 |
My spirit felt again like one of those | F |
Like thine whose fate it is to make the woes | F |
Of humankind their prey what was this cave | S2 |
Its deep foundation no firm purpose knows | F |
Immutable resistless strong to save | S2 |
Like mind while yet it mocks the all devouring grave | S2 |
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'And where was Laon might my heart be dead | S |
While that far dearer heart could move and be | F |
Or whilst over the earth the pall was spread | S |
Which I had sworn to rend I might be free | F |
Could I but win that friendly bird to me | F |
To bring me ropes and long in vain I sought | S |
By intercourse of mutual imagery | F |
Of objects if such aid he could be taught | S |
But fruit and flowers and boughs yet never ropes he brought | S |
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'We live in our own world and mine was made | S |
From glorious fantasies of hope departed | S |
Aye we are darkened with their floating shade | S |
Or cast a lustre on them time imparted | S |
Such power to me I became fearless hearted | S |
My eye and voice grew firm calm was my mind | S |
And piercing like the morn now it has darted | S |
Its lustre on all hidden things behind | S |
Yon dim and fading clouds which load the weary wind | S |
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'My mind became the book through which I grew | W2 |
Wise in all human wisdom and its cave | S2 |
Which like a mine I rifled through and through | W2 |
To me the keeping of its secrets gave | S2 |
One mind the type of all the moveless wave | S2 |
Whose calm reflects all moving things that are | X2 |
Necessity and love and life the grave | S2 |
And sympathy fountains of hope and fear | Y2 |
Justice and truth and time and the world's natural sphere | Y2 |
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'And on the sand would I make signs to range | Z2 |
These woofs as they were woven of my thought | S |
Clear elemental shapes whose smallest change | Z2 |
A subtler language within language wrought | S |
The key of truths which once were dimly taught | S |
In old Crotona and sweet melodies | F |
Of love in that lorn solitude I caught | S |
From mine own voice in dream when thy dear eyes | F |
Shone through my sleep and did that utterance harmonize | F |
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'Thy songs were winds whereon I fled at will | A3 |
As in a winged chariot o'er the plain | E2 |
Of crystal youth and thou wert there to fill | A3 |
My heart with joy and there we sate again | E2 |
On the gray margin of the glimmering main | E2 |
Happy as then but wiser far for we | F |
Smiled on the flowery grave in which were lain | E2 |
Fear Faith and Slavery and mankind was free | F |
Equal and pure and wise in Wisdom's prophecy | F |
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'For to my will my fancies were as slaves | F |
To do their sweet and subtile ministries | F |
And oft from that bright fountain's shadowy waves | F |
They would make human throngs gather and rise | F |
To combat with my overflowing eyes | F |
And voice made deep with passion thus I grew | W2 |
Familiar with the shock and the surprise | F |
And war of earthly minds from which I drew | W2 |
The power which has been mine to frame their thoughts anew | W2 |
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'And thus my prison was the populous earth | P2 |
Where I saw even as misery dreams of morn | E2 |
Before the east has given its glory birth | P2 |
Religion's pomp made desolate by the scorn | E2 |
Of Wisdom's faintest smile and thrones uptorn | E2 |
And dwellings of mild people interspersed | S |
With undivided fields of ripening corn | E2 |
And love made free a hope which we have nursed | S |
Even with our blood and tears until its glory burst | S |
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'All is not lost There is some recompense | F |
For hope whose fountain can be thus profound | S |
Even throned Evil's splendid impotence | F |
Girt by its hell of power the secret sound | S |
Of hymns to truth and freedom the dread bound | S |
Of life and death passed fearlessly and well | F2 |
Dungeons wherein the high resolve is found | S |
Racks which degraded woman's greatness tell | F2 |
And what may else be good and irresistible | H2 |
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'Such are the thoughts which like the fires that flare | A2 |
In storm encompassed isles we cherish yet | S |
In this dark ruin such were mine even there | A2 |
As in its sleep some odorous violet | S |
While yet its leaves with nightly dews are wet | S |
Breathes in prophetic dreams of day's uprise | F |
Or as ere Scythian frost in fear has met | S |
Spring's messengers descending from the skies | F |
The buds foreknow their life this hope must ever rise | F |
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'So years had passed when sudden earthquake rent | S |
The depth of ocean and the cavern cracked | S |
With sound as if the world's wide continent | S |
Had fallen in universal ruin wracked | S |
And through the cleft streamed in one cataract | S |
The stifling waters when I woke the flood | S |
Whose banded waves that crystal cave had sacked | S |
Was ebbing round me and my bright abode | S |
Before me yawned a chasm desert and bare and broad | S |
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'Above me was the sky beneath the sea | F |
I stood upon a point of shattered stone | E2 |
And heard loose rocks rushing tumultuously | H2 |
With splash and shock into the deep anon | E2 |
All ceased and there was silence wide and lone | E2 |
I felt that I was free The Ocean spray | B |
Quivered beneath my feet the broad Heaven shone | E2 |
Around and in my hair the winds did play | B |
Lingering as they pursued their unimpeded way | B |
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'My spirit moved upon the sea like wind | S |
Which round some thymy cape will lag and hover | O |
Though it can wake the still cloud and unbind | S |
The strength of tempest day was almost over | O |
When through the fading light I could discover | O |
A ship approaching its white sails were fed | S |
With the north wind its moving shade did cover | O |
The twilight deep the mariners in dread | S |
Cast anchor when they saw new rocks around them spread | S |
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'And when they saw one sitting on a crag | D2 |
They sent a boat to me the Sailors rowed | S |
In awe through many a new and fearful jag | D2 |
Of overhanging rock through which there flowed | S |
The foam of streams that cannot make abode | S |
They came and questioned me but when they heard | S |
My voice they became silent and they stood | S |
And moved as men in whom new love had stirred | S |
Deep thoughts so to the ship we passed without a word | S |
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