To The Apennines Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABB CDCDEE BFBFGH IJKJLL MNMNOO AGAGPP AQAQAA ARARSS| Your peaks are beautiful ye Apennines | A |
| In the soft light of these serenest skies | A |
| From the broad highland region black with pines | A |
| Fair as the hills of Paradise they rise | A |
| Bathed in the tint Peruvian slaves behold | B |
| In rosy flushes on the virgin gold | B |
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| There rooted to the aerial shelves that wear | C |
| The glory of a brighter world might spring | D |
| Sweet flowers of heaven to scent the unbreathed air | C |
| And heaven's fleet messengers might rest the wing | D |
| To view the fair earth in its summer sleep | E |
| Silent and cradled by the glimmering deep | E |
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| Below you lie men's sepulchres the old | B |
| Etrurian tombs the graves of yesterday | F |
| The herd's white bones lie mixed with human mould | B |
| Yet up the radiant steeps that I survey | F |
| Death never climbed nor life's soft breath with pain | G |
| Was yielded to the elements again | H |
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| Ages of war have filled these plains with fear | I |
| How oft the hind has started at the clash | J |
| Of spears and yell of meeting armies here | K |
| Or seen the lightning of the battle flash | J |
| From clouds that rising with the thunder's sound | L |
| Hung like an earth born tempest o'er the ground | L |
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| Ah me what armed nations Asian horde | M |
| And Libyan host the Scythian and the Gaul | N |
| Have swept your base and through your passes poured | M |
| Like ocean tides uprising at the call | N |
| Of tyrant winds against your rocky side | O |
| The bloody billows dashed and howled and died | O |
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| How crashed the towers before beleaguering foes | A |
| Sacked cities smoked and realms were rent in twain | G |
| And commonwealths against their rivals rose | A |
| Trode out their lives and earned the curse of Cain | G |
| While in the noiseless air and light that flowed | P |
| Round your far brows eternal Peace abode | P |
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| Here pealed the impious hymn and altar flames | A |
| Rose to false gods a dream begotten throng | Q |
| Jove Bacchus Pan and earlier fouler names | A |
| While as the unheeding ages passed along | Q |
| Ye from your station in the middle skies | A |
| Proclaimed the essential Goodness strong and wise | A |
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| In you the heart that sighs for freedom seeks | A |
| Her image there the winds no barrier know | R |
| Clouds come and rest and leave your fairy peaks | A |
| While even the immaterial Mind below | R |
| And thought her winged offspring chained by power | S |
| Pine silently for the redeeming hour | S |
William Cullen Bryant
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