The Rains In The Nilgiri Mountains Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CC DD EE FG CC HH II HH JJ JJ GG HH KK LL MM NN| 'Mark the shadowing rain and tempest ' Rama to his brother said | A |
| As on Nalya's cloud capped ranges in their hermit guise they strayed | B |
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| Massive clouds like rolling mountains gather thick and gather high | C |
| Lurid lightnings glint and sparkle pealing thunders shake the sky | C |
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| Pregnant with the ocean moisture by the solar ray instilled | D |
| Now the skies like fruitful mothers are with grateful waters filled | D |
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| Mark the folds of cloudy masses ladder like of smooth ascent | E |
| One could almost reach the Sun god wreath him with a wreath of scent | E |
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| And when glow these heavy masses red and white with evening's glow | F |
| One could almost deem them sword cuts branded by some heavenly fire | G |
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| Mark the streaks of golden lustre fighting up the checkered sky | C |
| Like a lover chandan painted in each breeze it heaves a sigh | C |
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| And the earth is hot and feverish moistened with the tears of rain | H |
| Sighing like my anguished Sita when she wept in woe and pain | H |
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| Fresh and sweet like draught of nectar is the rain besprinkled breeze | I |
| Fragrant with the ketak blossom scented by the camphor trees | I |
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| Fresh and bold each peak and mountain bathed in soft descending rain | H |
| So they sprinkle holy water when they bless a monarch's reign | H |
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| Fair and tall as holy hermits stand yon shadow mantled hills | J |
| Murmuring mantras with the zephyr robed in threads of sparking rills | J |
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| Fair and young as gallant coursers neighing forth their thunder cries | J |
| Lashed by golden whips of lightning are the dappled sunlit skies | J |
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| Ah my lost and loving Sita writhing in a Raksha's power | G |
| As the lightning shakes and quivers in this dark tempestuous shower | G |
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| Shadows thicken on the prospect flower and leaf are wet with rain | H |
| And each passing object Lakshman wakes in me a thought of pain | H |
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| Joyously from throne and empire with my Sita I could part | K |
| As the stream erodes its margin Sita's absence breaks my heart | K |
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| Rain and tempest cloud the prospect as they cloud my onward path | L |
| Dubious is my darksome future mighty is my foeman's wrath | L |
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| Ravan monarch of the Rakshas so Jataya said and died | M |
| In some unknown forest fastness doth my sorrowing Sita bide | M |
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| But Sugriva true and faithful seeks the Raksha's secret hold | N |
| Firm in faith and fixed in purpose we will face our foeman bold | N |
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