Aletheia To Phraortes Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BAB CCDEFD GGHIJH KKLL MNMN OPQ IRJR SATA EAAF UVW WXWX BYSZO WWWW A2B2C2A2AFTER THE SACKAGE OF MILETOS | A |
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Phraortes where art thou | B |
The flames were panting after us their darts Had pierced to many hearts | A |
Before the Gods who heard nor prayer nor vow | B |
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Temples had sunk to earth and other smoke | C |
O'er riven altars broke | C |
Than curled from myrrh and nard | D |
When like a God among | E |
Arm'd hosts and unarm'd throng | F |
Thee I discern'd implored and caught one brief regard | D |
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Thou passest from thy side | G |
Sudden two bowmen ride | G |
And hurry me away | H |
Thou and all hope were gone | I |
They loost me and alone | J |
In a closed tent 'mid gory arms I lay | H |
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How did my tears then burn | K |
When dreading thy return | K |
Behold thee reappear | L |
Nor helm nor sword nor spear | L |
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In violet gold hemm'd vest | M |
Thou camest forth too soon | N |
Fallen at thy feet claspt to thy breast | M |
I struggle sob and swoon | N |
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'O send me to my mother bid her come | O |
And take my last farewell | P |
One blow enough for both one tomb | Q |
'Tis there our happy dwell ' | - |
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Thou orderest call'd and gone | I |
At once they are who breathe for thy command | R |
Thou stoodest nigh me soothing every moan | J |
And pressing in both thine my hand | R |
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Then and then only when it tore | S |
My hair to hide my face | A |
And gently did thy own bend o'er | T |
The abject head war doomed to dire disgrace | A |
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Ionian was thy tongue | E |
And when thou badest me to raise | A |
That head nor fear in aught thy gaze | A |
I dared look up but dared not long | F |
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'Wait maiden wait if none are here | U |
Bearing a charm to charm a tear | V |
There may who knows be found at last | W |
Some solace for the sorrow past ' | - |
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My mother ere the sounds had ceast | W |
Burst in and drew me down | X |
Her joy o'erpowered us both her breast | W |
Covered lost friends and ruin'd town | X |
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Sweet thought but yielding now | B |
To many harsher By what blow | Y |
Art thou dissevered from me War | S |
That hath career'd too far | Z |
Closeth his pinions 'Come Phraortes come | O |
To thy fond friends at home ' | - |
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Thus beckons Love Away then wishes wild | W |
O may thy mother be as blest | W |
As one whose eyes will sink to rest | W |
Blessing thee for her rescued child | W |
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Ungenerous stil my heart must be | A2 |
Throughout the young and festive train | B2 |
Which thou revisitest again | C2 |
May none be happier this I fear than she | A2 |
Walter Savage Landor
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