The Egyptian Tomb Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGG HHIIJJKKLLMMNNOOPP QAAQAOORSTTUV WWAAXXYYIIZZ

Pomp of Egypt's elder dayA
Shade of the mighty passed awayA
Whose giant works still frown sublimeB
'Mid the twilight shades of TimeB
Fanes of sculpture vast and rudeC
That strew the sandy solitudeC
Lo before our startled eyesD
As at a wizard's wand ye riseD
Glimmering larger through the gloomE
While on the secrets of the tombE
Rapt in other times we gazeF
The Mother Queen of ancient daysF
Her mystic symbol in her handG
Great Isis seems herself to standG
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From mazy vaults high arched and dimH
Hark heard ye not Osiris' hymnH
And saw ye not in order dreadI
The long procession of the deadI
Forms that the night of years concealedJ
As by a flash are here revealedJ
Chiefs who sang the victor songK
Sceptred kings a shadowy throngK
From slumber of three thousand yearsL
Each as in light and life appearsL
Stern as of yore Yes vision vastM
Three thousand years have silent passedM
Suns of empire risen and setN
Whose story Time can ne'er forgetN
Time in the morning of her prideO
Immense along the Nile's green sideO
The City of the Sun appearedP
And her gigantic image rearedP
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As Memnon like a trembling stringQ
When the sun with rising rayA
Streaked the lonely desert grayA
Sent forth its magic murmuringQ
That just was heard then died awayA
So passed O Thebes thy morning prideO
Thy glory was the sound that diedO
Dark city of the desolateR
Once thou wert rich and proud and greatS
This busy peopled isle was thenT
A waste or roamed by savage menT
Whose gay descendants now appearU
To mark thy wreck of glory hereV
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Phantom of that city oldW
Whose mystic spoils I now beholdW
A kingdom's sepulchre oh sayA
Shall Albion's own illustrious dayA
Thus darkly close Her power her fameX
Thus pass away a shade a nameX
The Mausoleum murmured as I spokeY
A spectre seemed to rise like towering smokeY
It answered not but pointed as it fledI
To the black carcase of the sightless deadI
Once more I heard the sounds of earthly strifeZ
And the streets ringing to the stir of lifeZ

William Lisle Bowles



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