The Last Song Of Camoens Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFGGHHIIJJKK LLMNOOAAPPQQRRSSTTUV QQWWXYZZKKA2A2AAMOB2 B2C2C2D2D2E2E2F2F2RG 2The morning shone on Tagus' rocky side | A |
And airs of summer swelled the yellow tide | A |
When rising from his melancholy bed | B |
And faint and feebly by Antonio led | B |
Poor Camoens subdued by want and woe | C |
Along the winding margin wandered slow | C |
His harp that once could each warm feeling move | D |
Of patriot glory or of tenderest love | E |
His sole and sable friend while a faint tone | F |
Rose from the wires placed by a mossy stone | F |
How beautiful the sun ascending shines | G |
From ridge to ridge along the purple vines | G |
How pure the azure of the opening skies | H |
How resonant the nearer rock replies | H |
To call of early mariners and hark | I |
The distant whistle from yon parting bark | I |
That down the channel as serene she strays | J |
Her gray sail mingles with the morning haze | J |
Bound to explore o'er ocean's stormy reign | K |
New lands that lurk amid the lonely main | K |
A transient fervour touched the old man's breast | L |
He raised his eyes so long by care depressed | L |
And while they shone with momentary fire | M |
Ardent he struck the long forgotten lyre | N |
From Tagus' yellow sanded shore | O |
O'er the billows as they roar | O |
O'er the blue sea waste and wide | A |
Our bark threw back the burning tide | A |
By northern breezes cheer'ly borne | P |
On to the kingdoms of the morn | P |
Blanco whose cold shadow vast | Q |
Chills the western wave is past | Q |
Huge Bojador frowning high | R |
Thy dismal terrors we defy | R |
But who may violate the sleep | S |
And silence of the sultry deep | S |
Where beneath the intenser sun | T |
Hot showers descend red lightnings run | T |
Whilst all the pale expanse beneath | U |
Lies burning wide without a breath | V |
And at mid day from the mast | Q |
No shadow on the deck is cast | Q |
Night by night still seen the same | W |
Strange lights along the cordage flame | W |
Perhaps the spirits of the good | X |
That wander this forsaken flood | Y |
Sing to the seas as slow we float | Z |
A solemn and a holy note | Z |
Spectre of the southern main | K |
Thou barr'st our onward way in vain | K |
Wrapping the terrors of thy form | A2 |
In the thunder's rolling storm | A2 |
Fearless o'er the indignant tide | A |
On to the east our galleys ride | A |
Triumph for the toil is o'er | M |
We kiss the far sought Indian shore | O |
Glittering to the orient ray | B2 |
The banners of the Cross display | B2 |
Does my heart exulting bound | C2 |
Alas forlorn I gaze around | C2 |
Feeble poor and old I stand | D2 |
A stranger in my native land | D2 |
My sable slave ah no my only friend | E2 |
Whose steps upon my rugged path attend | E2 |
Sees but with tenderness that fears to speak | F2 |
The tear that trickles down my aged cheek | F2 |
My harp is silent famine shrinks mine eye | R |
'Give me a little food for charity ' | G2 |
William Lisle Bowles
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