The Lake Of The Dismal Swamp. A Ballad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A A BC DEFDE GHGGI JKJJK LELLE MHMMI CCCCC NKNNK DEDDE| WRITTEN AT NORFOLK IN VIRGINIA | A |
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| They tell of a young man who lost his mind upon the death of a girl he loved and who suddenly disappearing from his friends was never afterwards heard of As he had frequently said in his ravings that the girl was not dead but gone to the Dismal Swamp it is supposed he had wandered into that dreary wilderness and had died of hunger or been lost in some of its dreadful morasses Anon | A |
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| La Poesie a ses monstres comme la nature | B |
| D'ALEMBERT | C |
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| They made her a grave too cold and damp | D |
| For a soul so warm and true | E |
| And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp | F |
| Where all night long by a firefly lamp | D |
| She paddles her white canoe | E |
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| And her fire fly lamp I soon shall see | G |
| And her paddle I soon shall hear | H |
| Long and loving our life shall be | G |
| And I'll hide the maid in a cypress tree | G |
| When the footstep of death is near | I |
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| Away to the Dismal Swamp he speeds | J |
| His path was rugged and sore | K |
| Through tangled juniper beds of reeds | J |
| Through many a fen where the serpent feeds | J |
| And man never trod before | K |
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| And when on the earth he sunk to sleep | L |
| If slumber his eyelids knew | E |
| He lay where the deadly vine doth weep | L |
| Its venomous tear and nightly steep | L |
| The flesh with blistering dew | E |
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| And near him the she wolf stirred the brake | M |
| And the copper snake breathed in his ear | H |
| Till he starting cried from his dream awake | M |
| Oh when shall I see the dusky Lake | M |
| And the white canoe of my dear | I |
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| He saw the Lake and a meteor bright | C |
| Quick over its surface played | C |
| Welcome he said my dear one's light | C |
| And the dim shore echoed for many a night | C |
| The name of the death cold maid | C |
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| Till he hollowed a boat of the birchen bark | N |
| Which carried him off from shore | K |
| Far far he followed the meteor spark | N |
| The wind was high and the clouds were dark | N |
| And the boat returned no more | K |
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| But oft from the Indian hunter's camp | D |
| This lover and maid so true | E |
| Are seen at the hour of midnight damp | D |
| To cross the Lake by a fire fly lamp | D |
| And paddle their white canoe | E |
Thomas Moore
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