The Damsel Of Peru Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEAA FFGGHH IIJJKK LMEENN FFOOPP QRSSTT

Where olive leaves were twinkling in every wind that blewA
There sat beneath the pleasant shade a damsel of PeruA
Betwixt the slender boughs as they opened to the airB
Came glimpses of her ivory neck and of her glossy hairB
And sweetly rang her silver voice within that shady nookC
As from the shrubby glen is heard the sound of hidden brookC
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'Tis a song of love and valour in the noble Spanish tongueD
That once upon the sunny plains of old Castile was sungD
When from their mountain holds on the Moorish rout belowE
Had rushed the Christians like a flood and swept away the foeE
A while that melody is still and then breaks forth anewA
A wilder rhyme a livelier note of freedom and PeruA
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For she has bound the sword to a youthful lover's sideF
And sent him to the war the day she should have been his brideF
And bade him bear a faithful heart to battle for the rightG
And held the fountains of her eyes till he was out of sightG
Since the parting kiss was given six weary months are fledH
And yet the foe is in the land and blood must yet be shedH
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A white hand parts the branches a lovely face looks forthI
And bright dark eyes gaze steadfastly and sadly toward the northI
Thou look'st in vain sweet maiden the sharpest sight would failJ
To spy a sign of human life abroad in all the valeJ
For the noon is coming on and the sunbeams fiercely beatK
And the silent hills and forest tops seem reeling in the heatK
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That white hand is withdrawn that fair sad face is goneL
But the music of that silver voice is flowing sweetly onM
Not as of late in cheerful tones but mournfully and lowE
A ballad of a tender maid heart broken long agoE
Of him who died in battle the youthful and the braveN
And her who died of sorrow upon his early graveN
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But see along that mountain's slope a fiery horseman rideF
Mark his torn plume his tarnished belt the sabre at his sideF
His spurs are buried rowel deep he rides with loosened reinO
There's blood upon his charger's flank and foam upon the maneO
He speeds him toward the olive grove along that shaded hillP
God shield the helpless maiden there if he should mean her illP
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And suddenly that song has ceased and suddenly I hearQ
A shriek sent up amid the shade a shriek but not of fearR
For tender accents follow and tenderer pauses speakS
The overflow of gladness when words are all too weakS
I lay my good sword at thy feet for now Peru is freeT
And I am come to dwell beside the olive grove with theeT

William Cullen Bryant



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