Rhymes On The Road. Extract Vi. Venice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBBBCDCEFBGB HIHIBJBJ BKBLBBBB MMBBBBBBNNBBBBBBOPBQ BQRPRPBSBS TTBBBBBBBBBBBB| The Fall of Venice not to be lamented Former Glory Expedition against Constantinople Giustinianis Republic Characteristics of the old Government Golden Book Brazen Mouths Spies Dungeons Present Desolation | A |
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| Mourn not for VENICE let her rest | B |
| In ruin 'mong those States unblest | B |
| Beneath whose gilded hoofs of pride | B |
| Where'er they trampled Freedom died | B |
| No let us keep our tears for them | C |
| Where'er they pine whose fall hath been | D |
| Not from a blood stained diadem | C |
| Like that which deckt this ocean queen | E |
| But from high daring in the cause | F |
| Of human Rights the only good | B |
| And blessed strife in which man draws | G |
| His mighty sword on land or flood | B |
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| Mourn not for VENICE tho' her fall | H |
| Be awful as if Ocean's wave | I |
| Swept o'er her she deserves it all | H |
| And Justice triumphs o'er her grave | I |
| Thus perish every King and State | B |
| That run the guilty race she ran | J |
| Strong but in ill and only great | B |
| By outrage against God and man | J |
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| True her high spirit is at rest | B |
| And all those days of glory gone | K |
| When the world's waters east and west | B |
| Beneath her white winged commerce shone | L |
| When with her countless barks she went | B |
| To meet the Orient Empire's might | B |
| And her Giustinianis sent | B |
| Their hundred heroes to that fight | B |
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| Vanisht are all her pomps 'tis true | M |
| But mourn them not for vanisht too | M |
| Thanks to that Power who soon or late | B |
| Hurls to the dust the guilty Great | B |
| Are all the outrage falsehood fraud | B |
| The chains the rapine and the blood | B |
| That filled each spot at home abroad | B |
| Where the Republic's standard stood | B |
| Desolate VENICE when I track | N |
| Thy haughty course thro' centuries back | N |
| Thy ruthless power obeyed but curst | B |
| The stern machinery of thy State | B |
| Which hatred would like steam have burst | B |
| Had stronger fear not chilled even hate | B |
| Thy perfidy still worse than aught | B |
| Thy own unblushing SARPI taught | B |
| Thy friendship which o'er all beneath | O |
| Its shadow rained down dews of death | P |
| Thy Oligarchy's Book of Gold | B |
| Closed against humble Virtue's name | Q |
| But opened wide for slaves who sold | B |
| Their native land to thee and shame | Q |
| Thy all pervading host of spies | R |
| Watching o'er every glance and breath | P |
| Till men lookt in each others' eyes | R |
| To read their chance of life or death | P |
| Thy laws that made a mart of blood | B |
| And legalized the assassin's knife | S |
| Thy sunless cells beneath the flood | B |
| And racks and Leads that burnt out life | S |
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| When I review all this and see | T |
| The doom that now hath fallen on thee | T |
| Thy nobles towering once so proud | B |
| Themselves beneath the yoke now bowed | B |
| A yoke by no one grace redeemed | B |
| Such as of old around thee beamed | B |
| But mean and base as e'er yet galled | B |
| Earth's tyrants when themselves enthralled | B |
| I feel the moral vengeance sweet | B |
| And smiling o'er the wreck repeat | B |
| Thus perish every King and State | B |
| That tread the steps which VENICE trod | B |
| Strong but in ill and only great | B |
| By outrage against man and God | B |
Thomas Moore
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