Elegy On The Death Of Abraham Goldsmid, Esq. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KFKF LMLM NONO PQPQ PRPR PSTS PUPU PPPP PPPP VWVW PXPF YPYP ZPXP XPFP PA2PA2 B2C2B2C2 APAP PYPY XPXP PPPP| When stern Misfortune monitress severe | A |
| Dissolves Prosperity's enchanting dreams | B |
| And chased from Man's probationary sphere | A |
| Fair Hope withdraws her vivifying beams | B |
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| If then untaught to bend at Heaven's high will | C |
| The desp'rate mortal dares the dread unknown | D |
| To future fate appeals from present ill | C |
| And stands uncall'd before th' Eternal throne | D |
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| Shall justice there immutably decide | E |
| Dread thought which Reason trembles to explore | F |
| She feels be mercy granted or denied | E |
| 'Tis her's in dumb submission to adore | F |
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| Yet could the self doom'd victim be forgiven | G |
| His final error for his merits past | H |
| Could virtuous life propitiating Heaven | G |
| With former deeds extenuate the last | H |
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| Then GOLDSMID Mercy to thy humble shrine | I |
| Angel of heaven beloved should wing her flight | J |
| Should in her bosom bid thy head recline | I |
| And waft thee onward to the realms of light | J |
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| And oh could human intercession plead | K |
| Breathed ardent to'ards that undiscover'd shore | F |
| What hearts unnumber'd for thy fate that bleed | K |
| Would warm oblations for thy pardon pour | F |
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| Misfortune's various tribes thy worth should tell | L |
| Whose acts to no peculiar sect confined | M |
| Impartial with expansive bounty fell | L |
| Like heaven's refreshing dews on all mankind | M |
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| Where stern Disease his rankling arrows sped | N |
| While Want with hard inexorable band | O |
| Strew'd keener thorns on Pain's afflictive bed | N |
| And urged the flight of life's diminish'd sand | O |
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| By hostile stars oppress'd where Talent toil'd | P |
| Encountering fate with perseverance vain | Q |
| The Merchant's hopes when War's dire arm despoil'd | P |
| Or tempests 'whelm'd in the remorseless main | Q |
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| GOLDSMID thy hand benign assuagement spread | P |
| Sustain'd pale sickness drooping o'er the tomb | R |
| Raised modest Merit from his lowly shed | P |
| And gave Misfortune's blasted hopes to bloom | R |
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| Yet wealth too oft perverted from its end | P |
| Suspends the noblest functions of the soul | S |
| Where chill'd as Apathy's cold frosts extends | T |
| Compassion's sacred stream forgets to roll | S |
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| And oft where seeming Pity moves the mind | P |
| From self's mean source the liberal current flows | U |
| While Ostentation insolently kind | P |
| Wounds while he soothes insults while he bestows | U |
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| But thy free bounty undebased by pride | P |
| Prompt to anticipate the meek request | P |
| Unask'd the wants of modest Worth supplied | P |
| And spared the pang that shook the suppliant's breast | P |
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| Yet say on Fortune's orb which o'er thy head | P |
| Blazed forth erewhile pre eminently bright | P |
| When dark Adversity her eclipse spread | P |
| And veil'd its splendours in petrific night | P |
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| Did those thy benefits had placed on high | V |
| Who revell'd still in wealth's meridian ray | W |
| Did those impatient to thy succour fly | V |
| Anxious the debt of gratitude to pay | W |
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| Or thy fall'n fortunes coldly whispering round | P |
| Scowl'd they aloof in that disastrous hour | X |
| On keen Misfortune's agonizing wound | P |
| Did foul Ingratitude her poisons pour | F |
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| If thy distress such aggravation knew | Y |
| Thy first reverse could such perdition wait | P |
| Well might Despair thy generous heart subdue | Y |
| And Desperation close the scene of fate | P |
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| Yet while Distraction urged her purpose dire | Z |
| Rose not at Nature's interposed command | P |
| The sacred claims of Brother Husband Sire | X |
| To win the weapon from thy lifted hand | P |
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| Ah yes and ere that agony was o'er | X |
| Ere yet thy soul its last resolve embraced | P |
| What pangs could equal those thy breast that tore | F |
| Thy breast with Nature's tenderest feelings graced | P |
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| Those only which at thy accomplish'd fate | P |
| That home display'd thy smiles were wont to bless | A2 |
| That dreadful scene what language can relate | P |
| What words describe that exquisite distress | A2 |
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| The Muse recedes in Grief's domestic scene | B2 |
| Th' intrusive gaze prophanes the tears that flow | C2 |
| Drop Pity there thy hallowed veil between | B2 |
| Guard Silence there the sacredness of woe | C2 |
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| Nor let the sectarist whose faith austere | A |
| Pretends alone to point th' eternal road | P |
| Proud of his creed pronounce with voice severe | A |
| All else excluded from the blest abode | P |
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| If error thine not GOLDSMID thine the fault | P |
| Since first thy infant years instruction drew | Y |
| From youth's gradations up to manhood taught | P |
| That faith to reverence which thy fathers knew | Y |
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| In Retribution's last tremendous hour | X |
| When its pale captives long in dust declined | P |
| The grave shall yield and time shall death devour | X |
| When He who saved shall come to judge mankind | P |
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| While Christian infidels shall tremble round | P |
| Who call'd HIM Master whom their acts denied | P |
| Imputed faith may in thy deeds be found | P |
| And thy eternal doom those deeds decide | P |
Thomas Gent
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