The Wandering Jew Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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When as in faire JerusalemA
Our Saviour Christ did liveB
And for the sins of all the worldeC
His own deare life did giveD
The wicked Jewes with scoffes and scornesE
Did dailye him molestC
That never till he left his lifeF
Our Saviour could not restC
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When they had crown'd his head with thornesE
And scourg'd him to disgraceE
In scornfull sort they led him fortheG
Unto his dying placeE
Where thousand thousands in the streeteC
Beheld him passe alongH
Yet not one gentle heart was thereI
That pityed this his wrongH
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Both old and young reviled himJ
As in the streete he wenteC
And nought he found but churlish tauntesE
By every ones consenteC
His owne deare cross he bore himselfeF
A burthen far too greatC
Which made him in the streete to fainteC
With blood and water sweatC
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Being weary thus he sought for restC
To ease his burdened souleK
Upon a stone the which a wretchL
Did churlishly controuleK
And sayd 'Awaye thou King of JewesE
Thou shalt not rest thee hereM
Pass on thy execution placeE
Thou seest nowe draweth neare '-
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And thereupon he thrust him thenceE
At which our Saviour saydC
'I sure will rest but thou shalt walkeN
And have no journey stayed '-
With that this cursed shoemakerO
For offering Christ this wrongH
Left wife and children house and allK
And went from thence alongH
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Where after he had seene the bloudeC
Of Jesus Christ thus shedC
And to the crosse his bodye nail'dC
Away with speed he fledC
Without returning backe againeP
Unto his dwelling placeE
And wandred up and downe the wordleK
A runnagate most baseE
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No resting could he fidne at allK
No ease nor hearts contentC
No house nor home nor biding placeE
But wandring forth he wentC
From towne to towne in foreigne landesE
With grieved conscience stillK
Repenting for the heinous guiltC
Of his fore passed illK
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Thus after some fewe ages pastC
In wandring up and downeP
He much again desired to seeE
Jerusalems renowneP
But finding it all quite destroydC
He wandred thence with woeQ
Our Saviours wordes which he had spokeR
To verifie and showeQ
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'I'll rest ' sayd hee 'but thou shalt walke '-
So doth this wandring JewS
From place to place but cannot restC
For seeing countries neweQ
Declaring still the power of himJ
Whereas he comes or goesE
And of all things done in the eastC
Since Christ his death he showesE
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The world he hath still compast roundC
And seene those nations strangeT
That hearing of the name of ChristC
Their idol gods doe changeT
To whom he hath told wondrous thingesE
Of time forepast and goneP
And to the princes of the worldeC
Declares his cause of moaneP
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Desiring still to be dissolv'dC
And yield his mortal breathG
But if the Lord hath thus decreedC
He shall not yet see deathG
For neither lookes he old nor youngU
But as he did those timesE
When Christ did suffer on the crosseE
For mortall sinners crimesE
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He hath past through many a foreigne placeE
Arabia Egypt AfricaV
Grecia Syria and great ThraceE
And throughout all HungariaO
Where Paul and Peter preached ChristC
Those blest apostles deareO
There he hath told our Saviours wordesE
In countries far and neareO
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And lately in BohemiaV
With many a German towneP
And now in Flanders as tis thoughtC
He wandreth up and downeP
Where learned men with him conferreO
Of those his lingering dayesE
And wonder much to heare him tellK
His journeyes and his wayesE
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If people give this Jew an almesE
The most that he will takeW
Is not above a groat a timeX
Which he for Jesus' sakeW
Will kindlye give unto the pooreO
And thereof make no spareO
Affirming still that Jesus ChristC
Of him hath dailye careO
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He ne'er was seene to laugh nor smileK
But weepe and make great moaneP
Lamenting still his miseriesE
And dayes forepast and goneP
If he heare any one blasphemeX
Or take God's name in vaineP
He tells them that they crucifieF
Their Saviour Christe againeP
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'If you had seene his death ' saith heE
'As these mine eyes have doneP
Ten thousand thousand times would yeeE
His torments think uponP
And suffer for his sake all paineP
Of torments and all woes '-
These are his wordes and eke his lifeF
Whereas he comes or goesE

Anonymous Olde English



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