To Thomas Hume, Esq., M. D Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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FROM THE CITY OF WASHINGTONA
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'Tis evening now beneath the western starB
Soft sighs the lover through his sweet cigarB
And fills the ears of some consenting sheC
With puffs and vows with smoke and constancyC
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The patriot fresh from Freedom's councils comeD
Now pleased retires to lash his slaves at homeE
Or woo perhaps some black Aspasia's charmsF
And dream of freedom in his bondsmaid's armsF
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In fancy now beneath the twilight gloomG
Come let me lead thee o'er this second RomeE
Where tribunes rule where dusky Davi bowH
And what was Goose Creek once is Tiber nowH
This embryo capital where Fancy seesI
Squares in morasses obelisks in treesI
Which second sighted seers even now adornJ
With shrines unbuilt and heroes yet unbornJ
Though naught but woods and Jefferson they seeC
Where streets should run and sages ought to beC
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And look how calmly in yon radiant waveK
The dying sun prepares his golden graveK
Oh mighty river oh ye banks of shadeL
Ye matchless scenes in nature's morning madeL
While still in all the exuberance of primeM
She poured her wonders lavishly sublimeM
Nor yet had learned to stoop with humbler careN
From grand to soft from wonderful to fairN
Say were your towering hills your boundless floodsO
Your rich savannas and majestic woodsP
Where bards should meditate and heroes roveQ
And woman charm and man deserve her loveR
Oh say was world so bright but born to graceS
Its own half organized half minded raceS
Of weak barbarians swarming o'er its breastT
Like vermin gendered on the lion's crestT
Were none but brutes to call that soil their homeE
Where none but demigods should dare to roamE
Or worse thou wondrous world oh doubly worseU
Did heaven design thy lordly land to nurseU
The motley dregs of every distant climeE
Each blast of anarchy and taint of crimeE
Which Europe shakes from her perturbed sphereV
In full malignity to rankle hereW
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But hold observe yon little mount of pinesX
Where the breeze murmurs and the firefly shinesX
There let thy fancy raise in bold reliefY
The sculptured image of that veteran chiefY
Who lost the rebel's in the hero's nameE
And climb'd o'er prostrate royalty to fameE
Beneath whose sword Columbia's patriot trainZ
Cast off their monarch that their mob might reignZ
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How shall we rank thee upon glory's pageA2
Thou more than soldier and just less than sageA2
Of peace too fond to act the conqueror's partB2
Too long in camps to learn a statesman's artB2
Nature designed thee for a hero's mouldC2
But ere she cast thee let the stuff grow coldC2
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While loftier souls command nay make their fateD2
Thy fate made thee and forced thee to be greatD2
Yet Fortune who so oft so blindly shedsE2
Her brightest halo round the weakest headsE2
Found thee undazzled tranquil as beforeF2
Proud to be useful scorning to be moreF2
Less moved by glory's than by duty's claimE
Renown the meed but self applause the aimE
All that thou wert reflects less fame on theeC
Far less than all thou didst forbear to beC
Nor yet the patriot of one land aloneG2
For thine's a name all nations claim their ownG2
And every shore where breathed the good and braveK
Echoed the plaudits thy own country gaveK
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Now look my friend where faint the moonlight fallsH2
On yonder dome and in those princely hallsH2
If thou canst hate as sure that soul must hateD2
Which loves the virtuous and reveres the greatD2
If thou canst loathe and execrate with meC
The poisoning drug of French philosophyC
That nauseous slaver of these frantic timesI2
With which false liberty dilutes her crimesI2
If thou has got within thy free born breastT
One pulse that beats more proudly than the restT
With honest scorn for that inglorious soulJ2
Which creeps and whines beneath a mob's controlJ2
Which courts the rabble's smile the rabble's nodK2
And makes like Egypt every beast its godK2
There in those walls but burning tongue forbearF2
Rank must be reverenced even the rank that's thereF2
So here I pause and now dear Hume we partB2
But oft again in frank exchange of heartB2
Thus let us meet and mingle converse dearF2
By Thames at home or by Potowmac hereF2
O'er lake and marsh through fevers and through fogsL2
'Midst bears and yankees democrats and frogsM2
Thy foot shall follow me thy heart and eyesN2
With me shall wonder and with me despiseN2
While I as oft in fancy's dream shall roveQ
With thee conversing through that land I loveR
Where like the air that fans her fields of greenO2
Her freedom spreads unfevered and sereneO2
And sovereign man can condescend to seeC
The throne and laws more sovereign still than heC

Thomas Moore



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