Deborah Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFGGAAFF HIJJFF FFFFKKLLMNDE OOFFFFPPFFFFQQFFRRCC SSFF FFFFTT OURRFF VWFFQQXXYZRFA2A2QQQQ RRSSFFFFUOQQFFQQQQ B2C2SSRRFFQQFFFFQQD2 E2NU FFQQ F2F2FFWWQQFF G2G2H2H2FFI2J2JJ SSFF QQK2K2 FFRRQQ JJL2L2L2L2L2L2FFFFM2 M2FFFF B2N2| Time Sire of years unwind thy leaf anew | A |
| still the past recall to present view | A |
| Spread forth its circles swiftly gaze ym ore | B |
| But where an action's nobly sung before | B |
| There stop stay for me whose thoughts design | C |
| To make anothers song resound in mine | C |
| Pass where ye priests procession bore the law | D |
| When Jourdans parted waters fixd with awe | E |
| While Israel marchd upon ye naked Sand | F |
| Admird ye wonder obtaind the land | F |
| Slide through the num'rous fates of Canaans kings | G |
| While conquest rode on Expeditions wings | G |
| Glance over Israel at a single view | A |
| In bondage oft oft unbound anew | A |
| Till Jabin rise Deborah stand enrolld | F |
| On the broad guilded leafs revolving fold | F |
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| O King subdu'd O Woman born to fame | H |
| O Wake my fancy for the glorious theme | I |
| O wake my fancy with the sense of praise | J |
| O wake with warblings of triumphant lays | J |
| The Land you rise in sultry suns invade | F |
| But where you rise to sing you'le find a shade | F |
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| Those trees in order with verdure crownd | F |
| The Sacred Prophetesses tent surround | F |
| that fair palm afront exactly plact | F |
| That overtops overspreads the rest | F |
| Near ye broad root a mossy bank supports | K |
| Where Justice opens unexpensive courts | K |
| There Deb'rah sits the willing tribes repair | L |
| Referr their causes she Judges there | L |
| Nor needs a guard to bring her subjects in | M |
| Each Grace each Virtue proves a guard unseen | N |
| Nor wants the penaltys enforcing law | D |
| While Great Opinion gives effectuall awe | E |
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| Now twenty years that rolld in heavy pain | O |
| Saw Jabin gall them with Oppressions chain | O |
| When she submissive to divine command | F |
| Proclaims a warr for freedome o're ye land | F |
| bids young Barack with those men descend | F |
| Whom in the mountains he for battle traind | F |
| Go says the Prophetess thy foes assail | P |
| Go make ten thousand over all prevail | P |
| Make Jabins captains feel thy glittering sword | F |
| Make all his army God has spoke the word | F |
| He fitt for warr Israels hope in sight | F |
| Yet doubts ye number by that the fight | F |
| Then thus replys with wish to stand secure | Q |
| Or eager thought to know the conquest sure | Q |
| Belovd of God lend thou thy presence too | F |
| I with gladness lead th' appointed few | F |
| But if thou wil't not lett thy son deny | R |
| For whats ten thousand men or what am I | R |
| If so she crys a share of toil be mine | C |
| Another share some dishonour thine | C |
| For God to punish doubt resolves to show | S |
| That less than numbers can suppress his foe | S |
| You'le move to conquer the foes to yield | F |
| But 'tis a womans act assures the field | F |
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| Now seem the warriours in their ranks assignd | F |
| Now furling banners flutter in the wind | F |
| Her words encourage his actions lead | F |
| Hope spurrs them forward valour draws ye blade | F |
| Freedome like a fair reward for all | T |
| Stands reaching forth her hand seems to call | T |
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| On T'other side allmost ore ye plain | O |
| Proud Sis'ra Jabins captain brings his men | U |
| As thick as locusts on the vintage fly | R |
| As thick as scatterd leaves in Autumn ly | R |
| Bold with success against a nation tryd | F |
| proud of numbers secure in pride | F |
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| Now sound the trumpets now my fancy warms | V |
| now methinks I view their toiles in arms | W |
| The lively Phantomes tread my boundless mind | F |
| With no faint colours or weak strokes designd | F |
| See where in distant conflict from afarr | Q |
| The pointed arrows bring the wounds of warr | Q |
| See where the lines with closer force engage | X |
| thrust the spear whirl ye sword of rage | X |
| Here break the files vainly strive to close | Y |
| There on their own repelld assist their foes | Z |
| Here Deb'rah calls Jabins souldiers fly | R |
| There Barack fights Jabins souldiers dy | F |
| But now nine hundred chariots roll along | A2 |
| Expert their guiders their horses strong | A2 |
| Terrour rattling in their fierce array | Q |
| Bears down on Israel to restore the day | Q |
| O Lord of battles O the dangers near | Q |
| Assist thine Israel or they perish here | Q |
| How swift is Mercys aid behold it fly | R |
| On rushing tempests through ye troubled sky | R |
| With dashing rain with pelting hail they blow | S |
| sharply drive them on the facing foe | S |
| Thus blessd with help onely touchd behind | F |
| The fav'rite Nation presses in the wind | F |
| But heat of action now disturbs ye sight | F |
| wild confusion mingles all ye fight | F |
| Cold whistling winds shriekes of dying men | U |
| groans armour sound in all ye plain | O |
| The bands of Canaan fate no longer dare | Q |
| Oppressd by weather destroyd by warr | Q |
| from his chariot whence he ruld ye fight | F |
| Their haughty Leader leaps to Joyn ye flight | F |
| See where he flys see the Victour near | Q |
| See rapid Conquest in pursuit of Fear | Q |
| See See they both make off ye work is ore | Q |
| fancy cleard of vision as before | Q |
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| Thus if ye mind of man may seem to move | B2 |
| With some resemblance of ye skyes above | C2 |
| When warrs are gath'ring in our hearts below | S |
| We've seen their battles in theriall show | S |
| The Long distended tracts of opening sky | R |
| The Phantoms Azure field of fight supply | R |
| The whitish clouds an argent armour yield | F |
| A radiant blazon guilds their argent shield | F |
| Young glittring comets point ye leveld spear | Q |
| Which for the pennons hang their flaming hair | Q |
| ore their helms for gallant glory dresst | F |
| Sit curles of air nod upon the crest | F |
| Thus armd they seem to march seem to fight | F |
| seeming wounds deaths delude ye sight | F |
| The ruddy thunder clouds look staind with gore | Q |
| for ye din of warr within they roar | Q |
| Then flys a side then a side pursues | D2 |
| Till in the motion all their shapes they loose | E2 |
| Dispersing air concludes ye mimick scene | N |
| The sky shuts up swiftly clears again | U |
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| But does their Sis'ra share ye common fate | F |
| Or mourn his humbled pride in dark retreat | F |
| With such enquiry near the palm repair | Q |
| Victorious Honour knows tells it there | Q |
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| To that fair type of Israels late success | F2 |
| Which nobly rises as its weights depress | F2 |
| To that fair type returns ye Joyfull band | F |
| Whose courage rose to free their groaning land | F |
| There stands ye Leader in the pomp of arms | W |
| There stands the Judge in beautys awfull charms | W |
| whilst reclind upon the resting spear | Q |
| He pants with chace breaths in calmer air | Q |
| Her thoughts are working with a backward view | F |
| woud in song the great exploit renew | F |
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| She sees an armd Oppressions hundred hands | G2 |
| impose its fetters on the promisd lands | G2 |
| She sees her nation struggling in the chains | H2 |
| warrs arising with unequall trains | H2 |
| She sees their feats in arms the field embru'd | F |
| The foe disorderd the foe pursud | F |
| Till Conquest dressd in rays of Glory come | I2 |
| With Peace Freedome brought in triumph home | J2 |
| Then round her heart a beamy gladness plays | J |
| Which darting forward thus converts to praise | J |
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| For Israels late avengings on ye foe | S |
| When led by no compelling powr below | S |
| When each sprung forward of their own accord | F |
| For this for all the mercy praise the Lord | F |
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| Hear O ye Kings ye neighbring Princes hear | Q |
| My song triumphant shall instruct your fear | Q |
| My song triumphant bids your glory bow | K2 |
| To God confessd the God of Jacob now | K2 |
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| O Glorious Lord when with thy sov'raign hand | F |
| Thou led thy nation off from Edoms Land | F |
| Then trembled Earth shook ye Heav'ns on high | R |
| clouds in drops forsook ye melted sky | R |
| With tumbling waters hills were heard to roar | Q |
| felt such shocks as Sinai felt before | Q |
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| But fear abating which by time decays | J |
| The Kings of Canaan rose in Shamgars days | J |
| still continud into Jaels times | L2 |
| Their empire fixing with succesfull crimes | L2 |
| Oppression ravagd all our lost abodes | L2 |
| Nor durst ye people trust ye common roads | L2 |
| But paths perplexd unfrequented chose | L2 |
| To shun the dangers of insulting foes | L2 |
| Thus direfull wast deformd ye country round | F |
| Unpeopled towns disimprovd the ground | F |
| Till I resolving in the gap to stand | F |
| I Deb'rah rose a Mother of the Land | F |
| Where others slaves by settled custome grown | M2 |
| Coud serve chuse to serve the Gods unknown | M2 |
| Where others sufferd with a tame regrett | F |
| Destruction spilling blood in ev'ry gate | F |
| fourty thousand had not for the field | F |
| One spear offensive or defensive shield | F |
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| O towrds ye Leaders of my nation move | B2 |
| O beat m | N2 |
Thomas Parnell
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