The Ruin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIBJKLMNOD PQRSTUVWRXYZA2B2C2D2 E2F2G2H2I2J2K2 L2M2N2O2P2C2Q2 CCR2CO2S2T2C D2D2CU2AV2MO2D2D2D2U 2 D2MD2O2CC L2L2W2W2D2D2X2X2NND2 D2BBD2D2 D2D2D2D2L2L2D2D2 Y2Y2CCV2V2D2D2 AAD2D2CCOO CCD2D2DDD2D2 CCCBD2Z2D2D2D2A3O2D2 B3D2C3D3D2E3F3 CG3D2CCD2CC3D| I know a cliff whose steep and craggy brow | A |
| O'erlooks the troubled ocean and spurns back | B |
| The advancing billow from its rugged base | C |
| Yet many a goodly rood of land lies deep | D |
| Beneath the wild wave buried which rolls on | E |
| Its course exulting o'er the prostrate towers | F |
| Of high cathedral church and abbey fair | G |
| Lifting its loud and everlasting voice | H |
| Over the ruins which its depths enshroud | I |
| As if it called on Time to render back | B |
| The things that were and give to life again | J |
| All that in dark oblivion sleeps below | K |
| Perched on the summit of that lofty cliff | L |
| A time worn edifice o'erlooks the wave | M |
| Which greets the fisher's home returning bark | N |
| And the young seaman checks his blithesome song | O |
| To hail the lonely ruin from the deep | D |
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| Majestic in decay that roofless pile | P |
| Survives the wreck of ages rising still | Q |
| A mournful beacon o'er the sea of time | R |
| The lonely record of departed years | S |
| Yes those who view that ruin feel an awe | T |
| Sink in the heart like those who look on death | U |
| For the first time and hear within the soul | V |
| A voice of warning whisper Thus e'en thus | W |
| All human glories perish rent from time | R |
| And swallowed up in that unmeasured void | X |
| O'er which oblivion rolls his sable tide | Y |
| Such thoughts as these that moss grown pile calls forth | Z |
| To those who gaze upon its shattered walls | A2 |
| Or musing tread its grass grown aisles or pause | B2 |
| To contemplate the wide and barren heath | C2 |
| Spreading in rude magnificence around | D2 |
| With scarce a tree or shrub to intersect | E2 |
| Its gloomy aspect save the noble ash | F2 |
| That fronts the ruins on whose hoary trunk | G2 |
| The hurricanes of years have vainly burst | H2 |
| To mar its beauty there sublime it stands | I2 |
| Waving its graceful branches o'er the soil | J2 |
| That wraps the mouldering children of the land | K2 |
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| The shadowy splendour of an autumn sky | L2 |
| Was radiant with the hues of parting day | M2 |
| The glorious sun seemed loth to leave the west | N2 |
| That glowed like molten gold a saffron sea | O2 |
| Fretted with crimson billows whose rich tints | P2 |
| Gave to the rugged cliff and barren heath | C2 |
| A ruddy diadem of living light | Q2 |
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| Hark 'tis the lonely genius of the place | C |
| Sighs through the wind stirred branches and bewails | C |
| Its desolation to the moaning blast | R2 |
| That sweeps the ivy on the dark gray walls | C |
| No 'twas a sound of bitter agony | O2 |
| Wrung from the depths of some o'erburdened heart | S2 |
| Which in life's early morning had received | T2 |
| A sad inheritance of sighs and tears | C |
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| Starting I turned and seated on the ground | D2 |
| Beside the broken altar I beheld | D2 |
| A female figure whose fantastic dress | C |
| And hair enwreathed with sprigs of ash and yew | U2 |
| Bespoke a mind in ruins On her brow | A |
| Despair had stamped his iron seal her cheek | V2 |
| Was pale as moonlight on the misty wave | M |
| Her hollow eyes were fixed on vacancy | O2 |
| Or wildly sent their hurried glances round | D2 |
| With quick impatient gesture as in quest | D2 |
| Of some loved object present to her mind | D2 |
| But shut for ever from her longing view | U2 |
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| The sun went down She slowly left her seat | D2 |
| And cast one long sad look upon the wave | M |
| Then poured the anguish of her breaking heart | D2 |
| In a low plaintive strain of melody | O2 |
| That rose and died away upon the breeze | C |
| The mournful requiem of her perished hopes | C |
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| Hark the restless spirits of ocean sigh | L2 |
| I can hear them speak as the wind sweeps by | L2 |
| See the ivy has heard their mystic call | W2 |
| And shivering clings to the broken wall | W2 |
| The dark green leaves take a sadder shade | D2 |
| And the flowers turn pale and begin to fade | D2 |
| The landscape grows dim in the deepening gloom | X2 |
| And the dead awake in the silent tomb | X2 |
| I have watched the return of my true love's bark | N |
| From the sun's uprising till midnight dark | N |
| I have watched and wept through the weary day | D2 |
| But his ship on the deep is far away | D2 |
| I have gazed for hours on the whitening track | B |
| Of the pathless waters and called him back | B |
| But my voice returned on the moaning blast | D2 |
| And the vessel I sought still glided past | D2 |
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| We parted on just such a lovely night | D2 |
| The billows were tossing in cloudless light | D2 |
| And the full bright moon on the waters slept | D2 |
| And the stars above us their vigils kept | D2 |
| And the surges whispered a lullaby | L2 |
| As low and as sweet as a lover's sigh | L2 |
| And he promised as gently he pressed my hand | D2 |
| He would soon return to his native land | D2 |
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| But long months have fled and this burning brain | Y2 |
| Is seared with weeping and watching in vain | Y2 |
| A dark dark shade on my bosom lies | C |
| And nights of sorrow have dimmed these eyes | C |
| The roses have fled from my pallid cheek | V2 |
| And the grief that I feel no words can speak | V2 |
| I have made my home with the graves of the dead | D2 |
| And the cold earth pillows my aching head | D2 |
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| He will come he will come I know it now | A |
| The waves are dancing before his prow | A |
| He comes to speak peace to my aching heart | D2 |
| To tell me we never again shall part | D2 |
| I can hear his voice in the freshening breeze | C |
| As his bark glides o'er the rippling seas | C |
| And my heart will break forth into laughter and song | O |
| When I lead him back through the gazing throng | O |
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| Ah no where yon shade on the water lies | C |
| The slow rising moon deceives my eyes | C |
| And the tide of sorrow within my breast | D2 |
| Rolls on like the billows that never rest | D2 |
| I will look no more on the heaving deep | D |
| But return to my lowly bed and weep | D |
| He will come to my dreams in the darksome night | D2 |
| And his bark will be here with the dawn of light | D2 |
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| When the song ceased she turned her heavy eyes | C |
| With such a piteous glance upon my face | C |
| It pierced my heart and fast the gathering tears | C |
| Blinded my sight Alas poor maniac | B |
| For thee no hope shall dawn no tender thought | D2 |
| Wake in thy blighted heart a thrill of joy | Z2 |
| The immortal mind is levelled with the dust | D2 |
| Ere the tenacious cords of life give way | D2 |
| Hers was a common tale she early owned | D2 |
| The ardent love that youthful spirits feel | A3 |
| And gave her soul in blind idolatry | O2 |
| To one dear object and his ship was lost | D2 |
| In sight of port lost on the very morn | B3 |
| That should have smiled upon their bridal rite | D2 |
| She saw the dreadful accident like one | C3 |
| Who saw it not and from that fatal hour | D3 |
| All memory of it faded from her mind | D2 |
| And still she watches for the distant sail | E3 |
| Of him who never never can return | F3 |
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| Poor stricken maid thy best affections | C |
| Thy hopes thy wishes centred all in earth | G3 |
| Earth has repaid thee with a broken heart | D2 |
| Love to thy God had known no rash excess | C |
| For in his service there is joy and peace | C |
| A light which on thy troubled mind had shed | D2 |
| Its holy influence and those tearful eyes | C |
| Had then been raised in gratitude to heaven | C3 |
| Nor chased delusive phantoms o'er the deep | D |
Susanna Moodie
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