The Ring[1] A Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CDED BFGF HBIB JKDK ALML NOPO AQRQ STET UVEW XYAY ZPSP BA2B2A2 BC2D2C2 B2EXE E2BWB OTRT F2ARA RRBR HG2RG2 H2I2BI2 JTJ2T RI2RI2 K2RL2R M2RRR RF2RF2 I2N2I2N2 RO2RO2 WP2RP2 Q2R2I2R2 BERE TRC2R ARS2R RI2RI2 RAG2A RRAR XRC2R BERE ARO2R EAI2A BEEE ATI2T JT2N2T2 FTTT N2TU2T XTAT TETE I2TI2T TAI2A V2TTT PTET R2TI2T TAWA ZR2BR2 W2X2BX2 TAEA TN2JN2 R2Y2TY2 BATA TBTB Z2JI2J BETE TXAX

Annulus ille viriA
OVID Amor lib ii elegB
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The happy day at length arrivedC
When Rupert was to wedD
The fairest maid in SaxonyE
And take her to his bedD
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As soon as morn was in the skyB
The feast and sports beganF
The men admired the happy maidG
The maids the happy manF
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In many a sweet device of mirthH
The day was past alongB
And some the featly dance amusedI
And some the dulcet songB
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The younger maids with IsabelJ
Disported through the bowersK
And decked her robe and crowned her headD
With motley bridal flowersK
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The matrons all in rich attireA
Within the castle wallsL
Sat listening to the choral strainsM
That echoed through the hallsL
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Young Rupert and his friends repairedN
Unto a spacious courtO
To strike the bounding tennis ballP
In feat and manly sportO
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The bridegroom on his finger woreA
The wedding ring so brightQ
Which was to grace the lily handR
Of Isabel that nightQ
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And fearing he might break the gemS
Or lose it in the playT
Hie looked around the court to seeE
Where he the ring might layT
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Now in the court a statue stoodU
Which there full long had beenV
It might a Heathen goddess beE
Or else a Heathen queenW
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Upon its marble finger thenX
He tried the ring to fitY
And thinking it was safest thereA
Thereon he fastened itY
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And now the tennis sports went onZ
Till they were wearied allP
And messengers announced to themS
Their dinner in the hallP
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Young Rupert for his wedding ringB
Unto the statue wentA2
But oh how shocked was he to findB2
The marble finger bentA2
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The hand was closed upon the ringB
With firm and mighty claspC2
In vain he tried and tried and triedD2
He could not loose the graspC2
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Then sore surprised was Rupert's mindB2
As well his mind might beE
I'll come quoth he at night againX
When none are here to seeE
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He went unto the feast and muchE2
He thought upon his ringB
And marvelled sorely what could meanW
So very strange a thingB
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The feast was o'er and to the courtO
He hied without delayT
Resolved to break the marble handR
And force the ring awayT
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But mark a stranger wonder stillF2
The ring was there no moreA
And yet the marble hand ungraspedR
And open as beforeA
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He searched the base and all the courtR
But nothing could he findR
Then to the castle hied he backB
With sore bewildered mindR
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Within he found them all in mirthH
The night in dancing flewG2
The youth another ring procuredR
And none the adventure knewG2
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And now the priest has joined their handsH2
The hours of love advanceI2
Rupert almost forgets to thinkB
Upon the morn's mischanceI2
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Within the bed fair IsabelJ
In blushing sweetness layT
Like flowers half opened by the dawnJ2
And waiting for the dayT
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And Rupert by her lovely sideR
In youthful beauty glowsI2
Like Phoebus when he bends to castR
His beams upon a roseI2
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And here my song would leave them bothK2
Nor let the rest be toldR
If 'twere not for the horrid taleL2
It yet has to unfoldR
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Soon Rupert 'twixt his bride and himM2
A death cold carcass foundR
He saw it not but thought he feltR
Its arms embrace him roundR
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He started up and then returnedR
But found the phantom stillF2
In vain he shrunk it clipt him roundR
With damp and deadly chillF2
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And when he bent the earthy lipsI2
A kiss of horror gaveN2
'Twas like the smell from charnel vaultsI2
Or from the mouldering graveN2
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Ill fated Rupert wild and loudR
Then cried he to his wifeO2
Oh save me from this horrid fiendR
My Isabel my lifeO2
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But Isabel had nothing seenW
She looked around in vainP2
And much she mourned the mad conceitR
That racked her Rupert's brainP2
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At length from this invisibleQ2
These words to Rupert cameR2
Oh God while he did hear the wordsI2
What terrors shook his frameR2
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Husband husband I've the ringB
Thou gavest to day to meE
And thou'rt to me for ever wedR
As I am wed to theeE
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And all the night the demon layT
Cold chilling by his sideR
And strained him with such deadly graspC2
He thought he should have diedR
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But when the dawn of day was nearA
The horrid phantom fledR
And left the affrighted youth to weepS2
By Isabel in bedR
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And all that day a gloomy cloudR
Was seen on Rupert's browsI2
Fair Isabel was likewise sadR
But strove to cheer her spouseI2
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And as the day advanced he thoughtR
Of coming night with fearA
Alas that he should dread to viewG2
The bed that should be dearA
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At length the second night arrivedR
Again their couch they prestR
Poor Rupert hoped that all was o'erA
And looked for love and restR
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But oh when midnight came againX
The fiend was at his sideR
And as it strained him in its graspC2
With howl exulting criedR
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Husband husband I've the ringB
The ring thou gavest to meE
And thou'rt to me for ever wedR
As I am wed to theeE
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In agony of wild despairA
He started from the bedR
And thus to his bewildered wifeO2
The trembling Rupert saidR
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Oh Isabel dost thou not seeE
A shape of horrors hereA
That strains me to its deadly kissI2
And keeps me from my dearA
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No no my love my Rupert IB
No shape of horrors seeE
And much I mourn the fantasyE
That keeps my dear from meE
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This night just like the night beforeA
In terrors past awayT
Nor did the demon vanish thenceI2
Before the dawn of dayT
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Said Rupert then My IsabelJ
Dear partner of my woeT2
To Father Austin's holy caveN2
This instant will I goT2
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Now Austin was a reverend manF
Who acted wonders maintT
Whom all the country round believedT
A devil or a saintT
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To Father Austin's holy caveN2
Then Rupert straightway wentT
And told him all and asked him howU2
These horrors to preventT
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The father heard the youth and thenX
Retired awhile to prayT
And having prayed for half an hourA
Thus to the youth did sayT
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There is a place where four roads meetT
Which I will tell to theeE
Be there this eve at fall of nightT
And list what thou shalt seeE
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Thou'lt see a group of figures passI2
In strange disordered crowdT
Travelling by torchlight through the roadsI2
With noises strange and loudT
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And one that's high above the restT
Terrific towering o'erA
Will make thee know him at a glanceI2
So I need say no moreA
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To him from me these tablets giveV2
They'll quick be understoodT
Thou need'st not fear but give them straightT
I've scrawled them with my bloodT
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The night fall came and Rupert allP
In pale amazement wentT
To where the cross roads met as heE
Was by the Father sentT
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And lo a group of figures cameR2
In strange disordered crowdT
Travelling by torchlight through the roadsI2
With noises strange and loudT
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And as the gloomy train advancedT
Rupert beheld from farA
A female form of wanton mienW
High seated on a carA
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And Rupert as he gazed uponZ
The loosely vested dameR2
Thought of the marble statue's lookB
For hers was just the sameR2
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Behind her walked a hideous formW2
With eyeballs flashing deathX2
Whene'er he breathed a sulphured smokeB
Came burning in his breathX2
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He seemed the first of all the crowdT
Terrific towering o'erA
Yes yes said Rupert this is heE
And I need ask no moreA
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Then slow he went and to this fiendT
The tablets trembling gaveN2
Who looked and read them with a yellJ
That would disturb the graveN2
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And when he saw the blood scrawled nameR2
His eyes with fury shineY2
I thought cries he his time was outT
But he must soon be mineY2
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Then darting at the youth a lookB
Which rent his soul with fearA
He went unto the female fiendT
And whispered in her earA
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The female fiend no sooner heardT
Than with reluctant lookB
The very ring that Rupert lostT
She from her finger tookB
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And giving it unto the youthZ2
With eyes that breathed of hellJ
She said in that tremendous voiceI2
Which he remembered wellJ
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In Austin's name take back the ringB
The ring thou gavest to meE
And thou'rt to me no longer wedT
Nor longer I to theeE
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He took the ring the rabble pastT
He home returned againX
His wife was then the happiest fairA
The happiest he of menX

Thomas Moore



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