Rhymes On The Road. Extract Vii. Venice Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Lord Byron's Memoirs written by himself Reflections when about to read them	A
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Let me a moment ere with fear and hope	B
Of gloomy glorious things these leaves I ope	B
As one in fairy tale to whom the key	C
Of some enchanter's secret halls is given	D
Doubts while he enters slowly tremblingly	E
If he shall meet with shapes from hell or heaven	D
Let me a moment think what thousands live	F
O'er the wide earth this instant who would give	G
Gladly whole sleepless nights to bend the brow	H
Over these precious leaves as I do now	H
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How all who know and where is he unknown	I
To what far region have his songs not flown	I
Like PSAPHON'S birds speaking their master's name	J
In every language syllabled by Fame	J
How all who've felt the various spells combined	K
Within the circle of that mastermind	K
Like spells derived from many a star and met	L
Together in some wondrous amulet	M
Would burn to know when first the Light awoke	N
In his young soul and if the gleams that broke	N
From that Aurora of his genius raised	O
Most pain or bliss in those on whom they blazed	O
Would love to trace the unfolding of that power	P
Which had grown ampler grander every hour	P
And feel in watching o'er his first advance	Q
As did the Egyptian traveller when he stood	R
By the young Nile and fathomed with his lance	Q
The first small fountains of that mighty flood	S
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They too who mid the scornful thoughts that dwell	E
In his rich fancy tingeing all its streams	T
As if the Star of Bitterness which fell	E
On earth of old had touched them with its beams	T
Can track a spirit which tho' driven to hate	U
From Nature's hands came kind affectionate	M
And which even now struck as it is with blight	V
Comes out at times in love's own native light	V
How gladly all who've watched these struggling rays	W
Of a bright ruined spirit thro' his lays	W
Would here inquire as from his own frank lips	X
What desolating grief what wrongs had driven	D
That noble nature into cold eclipse	X
Like some fair orb that once a sun in heaven	D
And born not only to surprise but cheer	Y
With warmth and lustre all within its sphere	Y
Is now so quenched that of its grandeur lasts	Z
Naught but the wide cold shadow which it casts	Z
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Eventful volume whatsoe'er the change	A2
Of scene and clime the adventures bold and strange	A2
The griefs the frailties but too frankly told	B2
The loves the feuds thy pages may unfold	B2
If Truth with half so prompt a hand unlocks	Z
His virtues as his failings we shall find	K
The record there of friendships held like rocks	Z
And enmities like sun touched snow resigned	K
Of fealty cherisht without change or chill	E
In those who served him young and serve him still	E
Of generous aid given with that noiseless art	C2
Which wakes not pride to many a wounded heart	C2
Of acts but no not from himself must aught	C2
Of the bright features of his life be sought	C2
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While they who court the world like Milton's cloud	C2
Turn forth their silver lining on the crowd	C2
This gifted Being wraps himself in night	C2
And keeping all that softens and adorns	Z
And gilds his social nature hid from sight	C2
Turns but its darkness on a world he scorns	Z

Thomas Moore

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