From Idyl Xxii. (pictures From Theocritus - From Idyl I.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLLLMNLLOP LLQLRLSTLUVLWLXYSWLZ A2YFB2LLC2YD2LE2LLF2 WLG2YH2LLI2LC| When the famed Argo now secure had passed | A |
| The crushing rocks and that terrific strait | B |
| That guards the wintry Pontic the tall ship | C |
| Reached wild Bebrycia's shores bearing like gods | D |
| Her god descended chiefs They from her sides | E |
| With scaling steps descend and on the shore | F |
| Savage and sad and beat by ocean winds | G |
| Strewed their rough beds and on the casual fire | H |
| The vessels place The brothers by themselves | I |
| CASTOR and red haired POLLUX wander far | J |
| Into the forest solitudes A wood | K |
| Immense and dark shagging the mountain side | L |
| Before them rose a cold and sparkling fount | L |
| Welled with perpetual lapse beneath its feet | L |
| Of purest water clear scattering below | M |
| Streams as of silver and of crystal rose | N |
| Bright from the bottom Pines of stateliest height | L |
| Poplar and plane and cypress branching wide | L |
| Were near thick bordered by the scented flowers | O |
| That lured the honeyed bee when spring declines | P |
| Thick swarming o'er the meadows There all day | L |
| A huge man sat of savage wild aspect | L |
| His breast stood roundly forward his broad back | Q |
| Seemed as of iron such as might befit | L |
| A vast Colossus sculptured Full to view | R |
| The muscles of his brawny shoulders stood | L |
| Like the round mountain stones the torrent wave | S |
| Has polished from his neck and back hung down | T |
| A lion's skin held by its claws Him first | L |
| The red haired youth addressed Hail stranger hail | U |
| And say what tribes unknown inhabit here | V |
| Take to the seas thy Hail I ask it not | L |
| Who never saw before or thee or thine | W |
| Courage thou seest not men that are unjust | L |
| Or cruel | X |
| Courage shall I learn from thee | Y |
| Thy heart is savage thou art passion's slave | S |
| Such as I am thou seest but land of thine | W |
| I tread not | L |
| Come these hospitable gifts | Z |
| Accept and part in peace | A2 |
| No not from thee | Y |
| My gifts are yet in store | F |
| Say may we drink | B2 |
| Of this clear fount | L |
| Ask when wan thirst has parched | L |
| Thy lips | C2 |
| What present shall I give to thee | Y |
| None Stand before me as a man lift high | D2 |
| Thy brandished arms and try weak pugilist | L |
| Thy strength | E2 |
| But say with whom shall I contend | L |
| Thou seest him here nor in his art unskilled | L |
| Then what shall be the prize of him who wins | F2 |
| Or thou shalt be my slave or I be thine | W |
| The crested birds so fight | L |
| Whether like birds | G2 |
| Or lions for no other prize fight we | Y |
| He said and sounded loud his hollow conch | H2 |
| The gaunt Bebrycian brethren at the sound | L |
| With long lank hair come flocking to the shade | L |
| Of that vast plain | I2 |
| Then Castor hied and called | L |
| The hero chiefs from the Magnesian ship | C |
William Lisle Bowles
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