A Meditation On Rhode-island Coal Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCCDE BBBBBB BBBBFF GBGBBB HBIBJJ CBCBBB BHBIBB BBBBCC KDLDCC BFBFMI BNBNAA DCDOFF CACAPP BQBQCC CCCCRI STUTFF| Decolor obscuris vilis non ille repexam | A |
| Cesariem regum non candida virginis ornat | B |
| Colla nec insigni splendet per cingula morsu | C |
| Sed nova si nigri videas miracula saxi | C |
| Tunc superat pulchros cultus et quicquid Eois | C |
| Indus litoribus rubr acirc scrutatur in alg acirc | D |
| CLAUDIAN | E |
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| I sat beside the glowing grate fresh heaped | B |
| With Newport coal and as the flame grew bright | B |
| The many coloured flame and played and leaped | B |
| I thought of rainbows and the northern light | B |
| Moore's Lalla Rookh the Treasury Report | B |
| And other brilliant matters of the sort | B |
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| And last I thought of that fair isle which sent | B |
| The mineral fuel on a summer day | B |
| I saw it once with heat and travel spent | B |
| And scratched by dwarf oaks in the hollow way | B |
| Now dragged through sand now jolted over stone | F |
| A rugged road through rugged Tiverton | F |
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| And hotter grew the air and hollower grew | G |
| The deep worn path and horror struck I thought | B |
| Where will this dreary passage lead me to | G |
| This long dull road so narrow deep and hot | B |
| I looked to see it dive in earth outright | B |
| I looked but saw a far more welcome sight | B |
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| Like a soft mist upon the evening shore | H |
| At once a lovely isle before me lay | B |
| Smooth and with tender verdure covered o'er | I |
| As if just risen from its calm inland bay | B |
| Sloped each way gently to the grassy edge | J |
| And the small waves that dallied with the sedge | J |
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| The barley was just reaped its heavy sheaves | C |
| Lay on the stubble field the tall maize stood | B |
| Dark in its summer growth and shook its leaves | C |
| And bright the sunlight played on the young wood | B |
| For fifty years ago the old men say | B |
| The Briton hewed their ancient groves away | B |
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| I saw where fountains freshened the green land | B |
| And where the pleasant road from door to door | H |
| With rows of cherry trees on either hand | B |
| Went wandering all that fertile region o'er | I |
| Rogue's Island once but when the rogues were dead | B |
| Rhode Island was the name it took instead | B |
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| Beautiful island then it only seemed | B |
| A lovely stranger it has grown a friend | B |
| I gazed on its smooth slopes but never dreamed | B |
| How soon that bright magnificent isle would send | B |
| The treasures of its womb across the sea | C |
| To warm a poet's room and boil his tea | C |
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| Dark anthracite that reddenest on my hearth | K |
| Thou in those island mines didst slumber long | D |
| But now thou art come forth to move the earth | L |
| And put to shame the men that mean thee wrong | D |
| Thou shalt be coals of fire to those that hate thee | C |
| And warm the shins of all that underrate thee | C |
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| Yea they did wrong thee foully they who mocked | B |
| Thy honest face and said thou wouldst not burn | F |
| Of hewing thee to chimney pieces talked | B |
| And grew profane and swore in bitter scorn | F |
| That men might to thy inner caves retire | M |
| And there unsinged abide the day of fire | I |
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| Yet is thy greatness nigh I pause to state | B |
| That I too have seen greatness even I | N |
| Shook hands with Adams stared at La Fayette | B |
| When barehead in the hot noon of July | N |
| He would not let the umbrella be held o'er him | A |
| For which three cheers burst from the mob before him | A |
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| And I have seen not many months ago | D |
| An eastern Governor in chapeau bras | C |
| And military coat a glorious show | D |
| Ride forth to visit the reviews and ah | O |
| How oft he smiled and bowed to Jonathan | F |
| How many hands were shook and votes were won | F |
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| 'Twas a great Governor thou too shalt be | C |
| Great in thy turn and wide shall spread thy fame | A |
| And swiftly farthest Maine shall hear of thee | C |
| And cold New Brunswick gladden at thy name | A |
| And faintly through its sleets the weeping isle | P |
| That sends the Boston folks their cod shall smile | P |
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| For thou shalt forge vast railways and shalt heat | B |
| The hissing rivers into steam and drive | Q |
| Huge masses from thy mines on iron feet | B |
| Walking their steady way as if alive | Q |
| Northward till everlasting ice besets thee | C |
| And south as far as the grim Spaniard lets thee | C |
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| Thou shalt make mighty engines swim the sea | C |
| Like its own monsters boats that for a guinea | C |
| Will take a man to Havre and shalt be | C |
| The moving soul of many a spinning jenny | C |
| And ply thy shuttles till a bard can wear | R |
| As good a suit of broadcloth as the mayor | I |
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| Then we will laugh at winter when we hear | S |
| The grim old churl about our dwellings rave | T |
| Thou from that ruler of the inverted year | U |
| Shalt pluck the knotty sceptre Cowper gave | T |
| And pull him from his sledge and drag him in | F |
| And melt the icicles from off his chin | F |
William Cullen Bryant
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