Preludium To America Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGEGGHGIJAGGKGL GMNOP Q AARGPSTUVW

The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red OrcA
When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abodeB
His food she brought in iron baskets his drink in cups of ironC
Crown'd with a helmet and dark hair the nameless female stoodD
A quiver with its burning stores a bow like that of nightE
When pestilence is shot from heaven no other arms she needF
Invulnerable though naked save where clouds roll round her loinsG
Their awful folds in the dark air silent she stood as nightE
For never from her iron tongue could voice or sound ariseG
But dumb till that dread day when Orc assay'd his fierce embraceG
'Dark Virgin ' said the hairy youth 'thy father stern abhorr'dH
Rivets my tenfold chains while still on high my spirit soarsG
Sometimes an Eagle screaming in the sky sometimes a LionI
Stalking upon the mountains and sometimes a Whale I lashJ
The raging fathomless abyss anon a Serpent foldingA
Around the pillars of Urthona and round thy dark limbsG
On the Canadian wilds I fold feeble my spirit foldsG
For chain'd beneath I rend these caverns when thou bringest foodK
I howl my joy and my red eyes seek to behold thy faceG
In vain these clouds roll to and fro and hide thee from my sight 'L
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Silent as despairing love and strong as jealousyG
The hairy shoulders rend the links free are the wrists of fireM
Round the terrific loins he seiz'd the panting struggling wombN
It joy'd she put aside her clouds and smiled her first born smileO
As when a black cloud shews its lightnings to the silent deepP
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Soon as she saw the terrible boy then burst the virgin cryQ
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'I know thee I have found thee and I will not let thee goA
Thou art the image of God who dwells in darkness of AfricaA
And thou art fall'n to give me life in regions of dark deathR
On my American plains I feel the struggling afflictionsG
Endur'd by roots that writhe their arms into the nether deepP
I see a Serpent in Canada who courts me to his loveS
In Mexico an Eagle and a Lion in PeruT
I see a Whale in the south sea drinking my soul awayU
O what limb rending pains I feel thy fire and my frostV
Mingle in howling pains in furrows by thy lightnings rentW
This is eternal death and this the torment long foretold '-

William Blake



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