The Beauteous Terrorist Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD CECE CFCF GCGC AHAI JKJL MNMN JOJO PQPQ QQQQ RSRS QTQT QCQC UVUV WQWQ CXCX CCCC YZYZ A2CA2C B2C2B2D2 E2CE2C F2CF2C DRDR G2UG2U H2QI2Q QYQY J2QJ2Q QK2QL2 F2QF2Q CM2CM2 QUQU C2QN2Q

Soft as the morning's pearly lightA
Where yet may rise the thunder cloudB
Her gentle face was ever brightA
With noble thought and purpose proudB
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Dreamt ye that those divine blue eyesC
That beauty free from pride or blameD
Were fashion'd but to terrorizeC
O'er Despot's power of sword and flameD
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Beware Those beauteous lineamentsC
Of girlhood shrine a force sublimeE
Which moulds to fearful use eventsC
And dares arraign Imperial crimeE
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A fear was in the peasants' eyesC
A palsy smote both tongue and handF
A network of police and spiesC
O'erspread the tyrant tortured landF
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The dungeons swallowed all our bestG
Who next should perish none could sayC
A thousand victims of arrestG
Were torn from us one summer dayC
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The judges sworn to guard the rightA
Interpreted the tyrant's bentH
Though cleared by witnesses of lightA
'Twas hard to save the innocentI
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The Senate in its ordered stateJ
Might free its voice inspired no aweK
Acquittal did not liberateJ
The Autocrat annulled the lawL
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The tender sweet EnthusiastM
The bright eyed maid with hero's soulN
Had watched the thickening shadow castM
O'er all the land in death and doleN
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Her girlhood's secret studies lateJ
And early in her princely homeO
Her converse with the good and greatJ
The lessons taught by Greece and RomeO
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Had nerved her heart to action strongP
She joined the few who dared the worstQ
Resolved to strike the monster WrongP
To wrestle with the Thing accurstQ
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Pale Freedom's devotees whose creedQ
Was vengeance who in silent trustQ
Prepared themselves to bear and bleedQ
And bravely die if die they mustQ
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What matter'd so the Despot's doomR
And Freedom's advent nearer drewS
Their chosen path was through the gloomR
The perils of their choice they knewS
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To give their all even life were sweetQ
Not half as Ananias gaveT
So they might see the work completeQ
Or feel it finished in the graveT
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The early rose of womanhoodQ
Had scarce illumed her angel faceC
When 'mongst conspirators she stoodQ
The bravest in the darkest placeC
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In danger failure suffering sheU
Cheer'd on with her unchanging smileV
Still looking forth to victoryU
As free from doubt as far from guileV
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Stern men pursued the work of deathW
No war cry raised no flag unfurledQ
They laid the mine whose nitric breathW
Should blow the tyrant from the worldQ
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Dark warfare oh how pitilessC
What else for them no right of speechX
No right of meeting for redressC
No right the rights of man to teachX
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How plead their cause in burning wordsC
How arm'd in just rebellion riseC
Where gleam a million servile swordsC
Where Drown for prey a million spiesC
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To counsel organize sustainY
To plan escape to lead attackZ
Her steady hand and luminous brainY
Were ever Onward never BackZ
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Her voice was like a holy bellA2
Calling to highest sacrificeC
When black disaster heaviest fellA2
She stood all smiles to pay the priceC
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Baffled surprise and bold escapeB2
Endurance long at last are o'erC2
The Monster's jaws insatiate gapeB2
Whose cry for blood is ever MoreD2
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The hunters close around her pathE2
Her forfeit life is in their handsC
She neither bends before their wrathE2
Nor braves her captor's hireling bandsC
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She meets her fate serene and stillF2
Above all earthly hopes and fearsC
If once her eyes the teardrops fillF2
Her mother's grief unlocks the tearsC
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The mockery of trial cameD
And follow'd swift the words of doomR
But ignominy woe and shameD
Were far from her her dungeon tombR
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Held spiritual companions thereG2
A light which others could not seeU
Shone in her heart and everywhereG2
To die was only to be freeU
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Six days no friendly face came nearH2
No sister's clinging arm no wordQ
From all the loved ones reach'd her earI2
Her mother's voice no more was heardQ
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Six days the weeping mother soughtQ
To see her sentenced child in vainY
Their eyes ne'er met till she was broughtQ
Forth in the daylight to be slainY
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She stood beneath the felon ropeJ2
Her beauty felt the hangman's handQ
But steadfast in her life long hopeJ2
She only saw the promised landQ
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The promised land of Truth and RightQ
The holy cause of Freedom wonK2
She only saw the far off LightQ
And heard the People marching onL2
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She stood her cheek rose lighted stillF2
A moment calm and iron willedQ
Then all of her which Power could killF2
Was mercilessly crushed and killedQ
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The scaffold had its radiant preyC
The Despot's minions breathed secureM2
The proud and haughty went their wayC
Spurning the dead so young and pureM2
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But souls like her's survive the fateQ
Which tyrants in their might decreeU
And ever live to animateQ
The nations struggling to be freeU
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Purged of the dross of earth the fireC2
Of one great spirit's holocaustQ
Will thousands wake to patriot ireN2
Will raise to life a patriot hostQ

Sir Henry Parkes



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