The Battle Of The Nile.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme

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The Battle Of The Nile.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Shout for the Lord hath triumphed gloriously	A
Upon the shores of that renowned land	B
Where erst His mighty arm and outstretched hand	B
He lifted high	C
And dashed in pieces dashed the enemy	A
Upon that ancient coast	D
Where Pharaoh's chariot and his host	D
He cast into the deep	E
Whilst o'er their silent pomp He bid the swoll'n sea sweep	E
Upon that eastern shore	F
That saw His awful arm revealed of yore	F
Again hath He arisen and opposed	G
His foes' defying vaunt o'er them the deep hath closed	G
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Shades of mighty chiefs of yore	F
Who triumphed on the self same shore	F
Ammon who first o'er ocean's empire wide	H
Didst bid the bold bark stem the roaring tide	H
Sesac who from the East to farthest West	I
Didst rear thy pillars over realms subdued	J
And thou whose bones do rest	I
In the huge pyramid's dim solitude	J
Beneath the uncouth stone	K
Thy name and deeds unknown	K
And Philip's glorious son	L
With conquest flushed for fields and cities won	L
And thou imperial C sar whose sole sway	M
The long disputed world at length confessed	I
When on these shores thy bleeding rival lay	M
Oh could ye starting from your long cold rest	I
Burst Death's oblivious trance	N
And once again with plumed pride advance	N
How would ye own your fame surpassed	O
And on the sand your trophies cast	O
When the storm of conflict o'er	P
And ceased the burning battle's roar	F
Beneath the morning's orient light	Q
Ye saw with sails all swelling white	Q
Britain's proud fleet to many a joyful cry	C
Ride o'er the rolling surge in awful sovereignty	A
	-
For fierce Ambition fired your mind	R
Beside your glittering car	S
Amid the thickest war	F
Went Superstition sorceress blind	R
In dimly figured robe with scowling mien	T
Half hid in jealous hood	U
And Tyranny beneath whose helm was seen	T
His eye suffused with blood	V
And giant Pride	H
That the great sun with haughty smile defied	H
And Avarice that grasped his guilty gold	W
These as the sorceress her loud sistrum rung	X
Their dismal p an sung	X
And still far off pale Pity hung her head	Y
Whilst o'er the dying and the dead	Y
The victor's brazen wheels with gory axle rolled	W
Now look on him in holy courage bold	W
The asserter of his country's cause behold	W
He lifts his gaze to heaven serenely brave	Z
And whilst around war's fearful banners wave	Z
He prays Protect us as our cause is just	A2
For in thy might alone Judge of the world we trust	A2
	-
And they are scattered the destroyers die	C
They that usurped the bloody victor's claim	B2
That spoke of freedom but behold a cry	C
They that like a wasteful flame	B2
Or the huge sandy pillar that amain	T
Whirls 'mid the silence of the desert plain	T
Deathful in their career of terror came	B2
And scattered ruin as they passed	O
So rush they like the simoom's horrid blast	O
They sweep and all around is wilderness	C2
But from thy throne on high	C
Thou God hast heard the cry	C
Of nations in distress	D2
Britain goes forth beneath thy might	Q
To quell the proud blasphemers in the fight	Q
And Egypt far along her winding main	T
Echoes the shout of joy and genuine Freedom's strain	T
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Now let them who thy name O GOD defy	C
Invoke the mighty Prophet of the East	E2
Or deck as erst the mystic feast	E2
To Ashtaroth queen of the starry sky	C
Let them in some cavern dark	F2
Seek Osiris' buried ark	F2
Or call on Typhon of gigantic form	G2
Lifting his hundred arms and howling 'mid the storm	G2
Or to that grisly king	H2
In vain their cymbals let them ring	H2
To him in Tophet's vale revered	I2
With smoke his brazen idol smeared	I2
Grim Moloch in whose fuming furnace blue	J2
The unpitying priest the shrieking infant threw	J2
Whilst to shrill cries and drums' and timbrels' sound	K2
The frantic and unhearing troop danced round	K2
To him despairing let them go	L2
And tell their fearful tale of hideous overthrow	L2
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Calm breathed the airs along the evening bay	M
Where all in warlike pride	H
The Gallic squadron stretched its long array	M
And o'er the tranquil tide	H
With beauteous bend the streamers waved on high	C
But ah how changed the scene ere night descends	M2
Hark to the shout that heaven's high concave rends	M2
Hark to that dying cry	C
Whilst louder yet the cannon's roar	F
Resounds along the Nile's affrighted shore	F
Where from his oozy bed	Y
The cowering crocodile hath raised his head	Y
What bursting flame	B2
Lightens the long track of the gleamy brine	T
From yon proud ship it came	B2
That towered the leader of the hostile line	T
Now loud explosion rends the midnight air	N2
Heard ye the last deep groaning of despair	N2
Heaven's fiery cope unwonted thunders fill	O2
Then with one dreadful pause earth air and seas are still	O2
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But now the mingled fight	Q
Begins its awful strife again	T
Through the dun shades of night	Q
Along the darkly heaving main	T
Is seen the frequent flash	P2
And many a towering mast with dreadful crash	P2
Rings falling Is the scene of slaughter o'er	P
Is the death cry heard no more	F
Lo where the East a glimmering freckle streaks	M2
Slow o'er the shadowy wave the gray dawn breaks	M2
Behold O Sun the flood	V
Strewed with the dead and dark with blood	V
Behold all scattered on the rocking tide	H
The wrecks of haughty Gallia's pride	H
But Britain's floating bulwarks with serene	T
And silent pomp amid the deathful scene	T
Move glorious and more beautiful display	M
Their ensigns streaming to thy orient ray	M
	-
Awful Genius of the land	B
Who thy reign of glory closed	G
By marble wrecks half hid in sand	B
Hast mournfully reposed	B
Who long amid the wasteful desert wide	B
Hast loved with death like stillness to abide	B
Or wrapped in tenfold gloom	Q2
From noise of human things for ages hid	B
Hast sat upon the shapeless tomb	Q2
In the forlorn and dripping pyramid	B
Awake Arise	M2
Though thou behold the day no more	F
That saw thy pride and pomp of yore	F
Though like the sounds that in the morning ray	M
Trembled and died away	M
From Memnon's statue though like these the voice	M2
That bade thy vernal plains rejoice	M2
The voice of Science is no longer heard	B
And all thy gorgeous state hath disappeared	B
Yet hear with triumph and with hope again	T
The shouts of joy that swell from thy forsaken main	T
	-
And oh might He at whose command	B
Deep darkness shades a mourning land	B
At whose command bursting from night	B
And flaming with redoubled light	B
The Sun of Science mounts again	T
And re illumes the wide extended plain	T
Might He from this eventful day	M
Illustrious Egypt to thy shore	F
Science Freedom Peace restore	F
And bid thy crowded ports their ancient pomp display	M
No more should Superstition mark	F2
In characters uncouth and dark	F2
Her dreary monumental shrine	T
No more should meek eyed Piety	B
Outcast insulted lie	C
Beneath the mosque whose golden crescents shine	T
But starting from her trance	M2
O'er Nubia's sands advance	M2
Beyond the farthest fountains of the Nile	R2
The dismal Gallas should behold her smile	R2
And Abyssinia's inmost rocks rejoice	M2
To hear her awful lore yet soft consoling voice	M2
	-
Hasten O GOD the time when never more	F
Pale Pity from her moonlight seat shall hear	S2
And dropping at the sound a fruitless tear	N2
The far off battle's melancholy roar	F
When never more Horror's portentous cry	C
Shall sound amid the troubled sky	C
Or dark Destruction's grimly smiling mien	T
Through the red flashes of the fight be seen	T
Father in heaven our ardent hopes fulfil	R2
Thou speakest Peace and the vexed world is still	R2
Yet should Oppression huge arise	M2
And with bloody banners spread	B
Upon the gasping nations tread	B
Whilst he thy name defies	M2
Trusting in Thee alone we hope to quell	R2
His furious might his purpose fell	R2
And as the ensigns of his baffled pride	B
O'er the seas are scattered wide	B
We will take up a joyous strain and cry	C
Shout for the Lord hath triumphed gloriously	R2