Bruce And The Abbot Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDEEDFGHHIIJK LMNNOOPPQQRRSSTTUU VVWXYYZZA2A2HHZ B2B2 C2C2D2GTE2F2F2ZZG2G2 H2H2I2I2H2H2FFIIB2B2 ZThe Abbot on the threshold stood | A |
And in his hand the holy rood | B |
Then cloaking hate with fiery zeal | C |
Proud Lorn first answered the appeal | C |
'Thou comest O holy man | D |
True sons of blessed church to greet | E |
But little deeming here to meet | E |
A wretch beneath the ban | D |
Of Pope and Church for murder done | F |
Even on the sacred altar stone | G |
Well mayst thou wonder we should know | H |
Such miscreant here nor lay him low | H |
Or dream of greeting peace or truce | I |
With excommunicated Bruce | I |
Yet will I grant to end debate | J |
Thy sainted voice decide his fate ' | K |
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The Abbot seemed with eye severe | L |
The hardy chieftain's speech to hear | M |
Then on King Robert turned the Monk | N |
But twice his courage came and sunk | N |
Confronted with the hero's look | O |
Twice fell his eye his accents shook | O |
Like man by prodigy amazed | P |
Upon the King the Abbot gazed | P |
Then o'er his pallid features glance | Q |
Convulsions of ecstatic trance | Q |
His breathing came more thick and fast | R |
And from his pale blue eyes were cast | R |
Strange rays of wild and wandering light | S |
Uprise his locks of silver white | S |
Flushed is his brow through every vein | T |
In azure tide the currents strain | T |
And undistinguished accents broke | U |
The awful silence ere he spoke | U |
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'De Bruce I rose with purpose dread | V |
To speak my curse upon thy head | V |
And give thee as an outcast o'er | W |
To him who burns to shed thy gore | X |
But like the Midianite of old | Y |
Who stood on Zophim heaven controlled | Y |
I feel within mine aged breast | Z |
A power that will not be repressed | Z |
It prompts my voice it swells my veins | A2 |
It burns it maddens it constrains | A2 |
De Bruce thy sacrilegious blow | H |
Hath at God's altar slain thy foe | H |
O'er mastered yet by high behest | Z |
I bless thee and thou shalt be blessed ' | - |
He spoke and o'er the astonished throng | B2 |
Was silence awful deep and long | B2 |
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Again that light has fired his eye | C2 |
Again his form swells bold and high | C2 |
The broken voice of age is gone | D2 |
'Tis vigorous manhood's lofty tone | G |
'Thrice vanquished on the battle plain | T |
Thy followers slaughtered fled or ta'en | E2 |
A hunted wanderer on the wild | F2 |
On foreign shores a man exiled | F2 |
Disowned deserted and distressed | Z |
I bless thee and thou shalt be blessed | Z |
Blessed in the hall and in the field | G2 |
Under the mantle as the shield | G2 |
Avenger of thy country's shame | H2 |
Restorer of her injured fame | H2 |
Blessed in thy sceptre and thy sword | I2 |
De Bruce fair Scotland's rightful Lord | I2 |
Blessed in thy deeds and in thy fame | H2 |
What lengthened honors wait thy name | H2 |
In distant ages sire to son | F |
Shall tell thy tale of freedom won | F |
And teach his infants in the use | I |
Of earliest speech to falter Bruce | I |
Go then triumphant sweep along | B2 |
Thy course the theme of many a song | B2 |
The Power whose dictates swell my breast | Z |
Hath blessed thee and thou shalt be blessed ' | - |
Sir Walter Scott
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