Jubilee Before Revolution'by W. M. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEEFFGGFHDDIIJJDD

Tell me O Muse of the Shifty the Man who wandered afarA
So have I chanted of late and of Troy burg wasted of warB
Now of the sorrows of Menfolk that fifty years have beenC
Now of the Grace of the Commune I sing and the days of a QueenD
Surely I curse rich Menfolk the Wights of the Whirlwind may theyE
This is my style of translating Greek text snatch them awayE
The Rich Thieves rolling in wealth that make profit of labouring menF
Surely the Wights of the Whirlwind shall swallow them quick in their denF
O baneful O wit straying in the Burg of London ye dwellG
And ever of Profits and three per cent are the tales ye tellG
But the stark strong Polyphemus shall answer you back againF
Him whom No man slayeth by guile and not by mainH
By main I mean main force if aught at all do I meanD
In the Greek of the blindfold Bard it is simpler the sense to gleanD
You Polyphemus shall swallow and fill his mighty mawI
What time he maketh an end of the Priests the Police and the LawI
And then ah who shall purchase the poems of old that I sangJ
Who shall pay twelve and six for an epic in Saga slangJ
But perchance even Hermes the Flitter could scarcely expound what I meanD
And I trow that another were fitter to sing you a song for a QueenD

Andrew Lang



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