Lines On The Death Of Sheridan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CADA BEBE FGFG HFHF IBIB JGJG BBBB HAHA GKGK BABA BBBB BEBE BLBL HMHM| principibus placuisse viris | A |
| HORAT | B |
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| Yes grief will have way but the fast falling tear | C |
| Shall be mingled with deep execrations on those | A |
| Who could bask in that Spirit's meridian career | D |
| And yet leave it thus lonely and dark at its close | A |
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| Whose vanity flew round him only while fed | B |
| By the odor his fame in its summer time gave | E |
| Whose vanity now with quick scent for the dead | B |
| Like the Ghoul of the East comes to feed at his grave | E |
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| Oh it sickens the heart to see bosoms so hollow | F |
| And spirits so mean in the great and high born | G |
| To think what a long line of titles may follow | F |
| The relics of him who died friendless and lorn | G |
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| How proud they can press to the funeral array | H |
| Of one whom they shunned in his sickness and sorrow | F |
| How bailiffs may seize his last blanket to day | H |
| Whose palls shall be held up by nobles to morrow | F |
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| And Thou too whose life a sick epicure's dream | I |
| Incoherent and gross even grosser had past | B |
| Were it not for that cordial and soul giving beam | I |
| Which his friendship and wit o'er thy nothingness cast | B |
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| No not for the wealth of the land that supplies thee | J |
| With millions to heap upon Foppery's shrine | G |
| No not for the riches of all who despise thee | J |
| Tho' this would make Europe's whole opulence mine | G |
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| Would I suffer what even in the heart that thou hast | B |
| All mean as it is must have consciously burned | B |
| When the pittance which shame had wrung from thee at last | B |
| And which found all his wants at an end was returned | B |
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| Was this then the fate future ages will say | H |
| When some names shall live but in history's curse | A |
| When Truth will be heard and these Lords of a day | H |
| Be forgotten as fools or remembered as worse | A |
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| Was this then the fate of that high gifted man | G |
| The pride of the palace the bower and the hall | K |
| The orator dramatist minstrel who ran | G |
| Thro' each mode of the lyre and was master of all | K |
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| Whose mind was an essence compounded with art | B |
| From the finest and best of all other men's powers | A |
| Who ruled like a wizard the world of the heart | B |
| And could call up its sunshine or bring down its showers | A |
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| Whose humor as gay as the firefly's light | B |
| Played round every subject and shone as it played | B |
| Whose wit in the combat as gentle as bright | B |
| Ne'er carried a heart stain away on its blade | B |
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| Whose eloquence brightening whatever it tried | B |
| Whether reason or fancy the gay or the grave | E |
| Was as rapid as deep and as brilliant a tide | B |
| As ever bore Freedom aloft on its wave | E |
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| Yes such was the man and so wretched his fate | B |
| And thus sooner or later shall all have to grieve | L |
| Who waste their morn's dew in the beams of the Great | B |
| And expect 'twill return to refresh them at eve | L |
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| In the woods of the North there are insects that prey | H |
| On the brain of the elk till his very last sigh | M |
| Oh Genius thy patrons more cruel than they | H |
| First feed on thy brains and then leave thee to die | M |
Thomas Moore
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