Spain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEFGHDDIDJKLMNFO LKPQ R

Spain You are the trustee of the MuslimA
bloodB
In my eyes you are sanctified like the HaremA
Prints of prostration lie hidden in your dustC
Silent calls to prayers in your morning airD
In your hills and vales were the tents of thoseE
The tips of whose lances were bright like theF
starsG
Is more henna needed by your prettiesH
My lifeblood can give them some colourD
How can a Muslim be put down by the strawD
and grassI
Even if his flame has lost its heat and fireD
My eyes watched Granada as wellJ
But the traveller's content neither in journeyK
nor in restL
I saw as well as showed I spoke as well asM
listenedN
Neither seeing nor learning brings calm to theF
heartO
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The veiled secrets are becoming manifestL
Bygone the days of you cannot see MeK
Whosoever finds his self firstP
Is Mahdi himself the Guide of the Last AgeQ
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Not Written in Spain on the way backR

Allama Muhammad Iqbal



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