An Anarchist Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIJKK| False to his art and to the high command | A |
| God laid upon him Markham's rebel hand | A |
| Beats all in vain the harp he touched before | B |
| It yields a jingle and it yields no more | B |
| No more the strings beneath his finger tips | C |
| Sing harmonies divine No more his lips | C |
| Touched with a living coal from sacred fires | D |
| Lead the sweet chorus of the golden wires | D |
| The voice is raucous and the phrases squeak | E |
| They labor they complain they sweat they reek | E |
| The more the wayward disobedient song | F |
| Errs from the right to celebrate the wrong | F |
| More diligently still the singer strums | G |
| To drown the horrid sound with all his thumbs | G |
| Gods what a spectacle The angels lean | H |
| Out of high Heaven to view the sorry scene | H |
| And Israfel 'whose heart strings are a lute ' | I |
| Though now compassion makes their music mute | J |
| Among the weeping company appears | K |
| Pearls in his eyes and cotton in his ears | K |
Ambrose Bierce
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