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Poem
January 10, 1817
The Rhode Island American, And General Advertiser
Providence, Providence County, Rhode Island
What is this article about?
In a lonely, rainy night, the speaker finds no comfort in memory or hope, turning instead to imagination to escape pain by envisioning generous hearts, affection, virtue, and honor.
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MISCELLANY.
BEAUTIFUL MORCEAU.
[COMMUNICATED FOR THE AMERICAN.]
Not e'en a lonely star will shine,
The cold rain dashes on the pine,
The horse's hoof upon the hill
But seems to say "how still, how still!"
And all around me either sleep,
Or sit in thoughtful silence deep,
Perchance, they muse on days to come,
On blissful love or happy home,
Perchance, sweet retrospection cast
O'er many a lovely scene that's past,
But memory whispers not to me
Of pangless, careless infancy,
And hope's bright eyes but faintly shine,
To warm this lonely heart of mine;
But, light imagination, thou
Must be my only solace now;-
Then bear me on thy quivering wing
Far, far from earth, and let me sing
Of generous hearts detesting guile,
Of sweet Affection's soothing smile,
Of beauteous Virtue born on high
And Honour in her majesty,
Till ev'ry soul-oppressing pain
Is lost in the extatic strain.
X.
BEAUTIFUL MORCEAU.
[COMMUNICATED FOR THE AMERICAN.]
Not e'en a lonely star will shine,
The cold rain dashes on the pine,
The horse's hoof upon the hill
But seems to say "how still, how still!"
And all around me either sleep,
Or sit in thoughtful silence deep,
Perchance, they muse on days to come,
On blissful love or happy home,
Perchance, sweet retrospection cast
O'er many a lovely scene that's past,
But memory whispers not to me
Of pangless, careless infancy,
And hope's bright eyes but faintly shine,
To warm this lonely heart of mine;
But, light imagination, thou
Must be my only solace now;-
Then bear me on thy quivering wing
Far, far from earth, and let me sing
Of generous hearts detesting guile,
Of sweet Affection's soothing smile,
Of beauteous Virtue born on high
And Honour in her majesty,
Till ev'ry soul-oppressing pain
Is lost in the extatic strain.
X.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Moral Virtue
Love Courtship
What keywords are associated?
Lonely Night
Rainy Scene
Imagination Solace
Virtue Honor
Affection Smile
What entities or persons were involved?
X.
Poem Details
Title
Beautiful Morceau.
Author
X.
Form / Style
Rhymed Couplets
Key Lines
But, Light Imagination, Thou
Must Be My Only Solace Now;
Then Bear Me On Thy Quivering Wing
Far, Far From Earth, And Let Me Sing
Of Generous Hearts Detesting Guile,
Of Sweet Affection's Soothing Smile,
Of Beauteous Virtue Born On High
And Honour In Her Majesty,
Till Ev'ry Soul Oppressing Pain
Is Lost In The Extatic Strain.