The Bell. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACCCA DEEDFFFD GHHGIIIG JKKKJLMLJ INNNIOOOOI PFFFQRRSSSSQ| Through the calm and silent air | A |
| Floats the tolling funeral bell | B |
| Swooning over hill and dell | B |
| Heavy laden with despair | A |
| Mute between each muffled stroke | C |
| Sad as though a dead voice spoke | C |
| Out of the dim Past time spoke | C |
| Stands my heart all mute with care | A |
| - | |
| The Bell is tolling on and deep | D |
| Deep and drear into my heart | E |
| All its bitter accents dart | E |
| Peace sad chime I will not weep | D |
| What is there within thy tone | F |
| That should wring my heart alone | F |
| Rive it with this endless moan | F |
| Peace and let past sorrows sleep | D |
| - | |
| Fling your music on the breeze | G |
| Mock the sighing of the willows | H |
| Mock the lapping of the billows | H |
| Mock not human sympathies | G |
| Slow chime sad chime mock me not | I |
| With that loved voice ne'er forgot | I |
| Flooding me with tears blood hot | I |
| Mock not soul deep memories | G |
| - | |
| Come not from the unseen Past | J |
| Flying up the silent gale | K |
| With that deep and muffled wail | K |
| Slaying me with lying tale | K |
| Base chime false chime from the Past | J |
| Not in sighs of mortal pain | L |
| Pain and anguish rise again | M |
| Voices from the far Death plain | L |
| Not thus speaks she from the Past | J |
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| Peace yet for though she speaks not | I |
| From her Paradise in thee | N |
| Whispers nevermore to me | N |
| In my lonely misery | N |
| Oh that loved voice ne'er forgot | I |
| Thou dost wake my brooding soul | O |
| Smit'st it till the bitter dole | O |
| Breaks aloud beyond controul | O |
| While the briny tear drops roll | O |
| Drowning cries which she hears not | I |
| - | |
| Cruel Bell harsh Bell ring on | P |
| I shall turn my heart to stone | F |
| Flinging back thy mocking tone | F |
| Callous of thy deepest moan | F |
| Lying Bell thy power is gone | Q |
| Spake she from her golden cloud | R |
| Spake she to my heart aloud | R |
| Every murmur of her voice | S |
| Would bid my lone heart rejoice | S |
| Every murmur of her voice | S |
| Ah would make my heart rejoice | S |
| Lying Bell thy power is gone | Q |
Walter R. Cassels
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