The Witch Of Hebron Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST TUVWTXYTZ A2B2B2TC2D2TBE2B2 F2G2TE2B2B2 B2F2UTH2I2TTTB2E2 J2B2B2B2TTK2E2TE2L2T E2M2 TB2I2TN2B2H2 TTTO2B2TTP2TCUTP2TTE 2 GB2TQ2B2E2P2B2P2OB2T TUP2B2TB2B2R2TS2T2TR 2P2E2U2 B2ER2P2WTU2B2TH2P2UF 2TV2TT TB2B2B2TW2N2T BTBB2TX2B2Y2TTBW2TB2 E2Z2TA3TB2E2B3R2B2TF 2K2C3OTP2TE2TC2ED3| A Rabbinical Legend | A |
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| Part I | B |
| From morn until the setting of the sun | C |
| The rabbi Joseph on his knees had prayed | D |
| And as he rose with spirit meek and strong | E |
| An Indian page his presence sought and bowed | F |
| Before him saying that a lady lay | G |
| Sick unto death tormented grievously | H |
| Who begged the comfort of his holy prayers | I |
| The rabbi ever to the call of grief | J |
| Open as day arose and girding straight | K |
| His robe about him with the page went forth | L |
| Who swiftly led him deep into the woods | M |
| That hung heap over heap like broken clouds | N |
| On Hebron s southern terraces when lo | O |
| Across a glade a stately pile he saw | P |
| With gleaming front and many pillared porch | Q |
| Fretted with sculptured vinage flowers and fruit | R |
| And carven figures wrought with wondrous art | S |
| As by some Phidian hand | T |
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| But interposed | T |
| For a wide space in front and belting all | U |
| The splendid structure with a finer grace | V |
| A glowing garden smiled its breezes bore | W |
| Airs as from paradise so rich the scent | T |
| That breathed from shrubs and flowers and fair the growths | X |
| Of higher verdure gemm d with silver blooms | Y |
| Which glassed themselves in fountains gleaming light | T |
| Each like a shield of pearl | Z |
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| Within the halls | A2 |
| Strange splendour met the rabbi s careless eyes | B2 |
| Halls wonderful in their magnificance | B2 |
| With pictured walls and columns gleaming white | T |
| Like Carmel s snow or blue veined as with life | C2 |
| Through corridors he passed with tissues hung | D2 |
| Inwrought with threaded gold by Sidon s art | T |
| Or rich as sunset clouds with Tyrian dye | B |
| Past lofty chambers where the gorgeous gleam | E2 |
| Of jewels and the stain d radiance | B2 |
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| Of golden lamps showed many a treasure rare | F2 |
| Of Indian and Armenian workmanship | G2 |
| Which might have seemed a wonder of the world | T |
| And trains of servitors of every clime | E2 |
| Greeks Persians Indians Ethiopians | B2 |
| In richest raiment thronged the spacious halls | B2 |
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| The page led on the rabbi following close | B2 |
| And reached a still and distant chamber where | F2 |
| In more than orient pomp and dazzling all | U |
| The else unrivalled splendour of the rest | T |
| A queenly woman lay so beautiful | H2 |
| That though upon her moon bright visage pain | I2 |
| And langour like eclipsing shadows gloomed | T |
| The rabbi s aged heart with tremor thrilled | T |
| Then o er her face a hectic colour passed | T |
| Only to leave that pallor which portends | B2 |
| The nearness of the tomb | E2 |
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| From youth to age | J2 |
| The rabbi Joseph still had sought in herbs | B2 |
| And minerals the virtues they possess | B2 |
| And now of his medicaments he chose | B2 |
| What seemed most needful in her sore estate | T |
| Alas not these the dying woman said | T |
| A malady like mine thou canst not cure | K2 |
| Tis fatal as the funeral march of Time | E2 |
| But that I might at length discharge my mind | T |
| Of a dread secret that hath been to me | E2 |
| An ever haunting and most ghostly fear | L2 |
| Darkening my whole life like an ominous cloud | T |
| And which must end it ere the morning come | E2 |
| Therefore did I entreat thy presence here | M2 |
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| The rabbi answered If indeed it stand | T |
| Within my power to serve thee speak at once | B2 |
| All that thy heart would say But if tis vain | I2 |
| If this thy sin hath any mortal taint | T |
| Forbear O woman to acquaint my soul | N2 |
| With aught that could thenceforth with horror chase | B2 |
| The memory of a man of Israel | H2 |
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| I am she said the daughter of thy friend | T |
| Rabbi Ben Bachai be his memory blest | T |
| Once at thy side a laughing child I played | T |
| I married with an Arab Prince a man | O2 |
| Of lofty lineage one of Ishmael s race | B2 |
| Not great in gear Behold st thou this abode | T |
| Did ever yet the tent born Arab build | T |
| Thus for his pride or pleasure See st thou | P2 |
| These riches An no Such were ne er amassed | T |
| By the grey desert s wild and wandering son | C |
| Deadly the game by which I won them all | U |
| And with a burning bitterness at best | T |
| Have I enjoyed them And how gladly now | P2 |
| Would I too late forego them all to mend | T |
| My broken peace with a repentant heed | T |
| In abject poverty | E2 |
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| She ceased and lay | G |
| Calm in her loveliness with dreamy looks | B2 |
| Roaming perhaps in thought the fateful past | T |
| Then suddenly her beauteous countenance grew | Q2 |
| Bedimm d and drear then dark with mortal pangs | B2 |
| While fierce convulsions shook her tortured frame | E2 |
| And from her foaming lips such words o erran | P2 |
| That rabbi Joseph sank upon his knees | B2 |
| And bowed his head a space in horror down | P2 |
| While ardent pitying prayers for her great woe | O |
| Rose from his soul when lo The woman s face | B2 |
| Was cloudless as a summer heaven The late | T |
| Dark brow was bright the late pale cheek suffused | T |
| With roseate bloom and wondrous more than all | U |
| Here weary eyes were changed to splendours now | P2 |
| That shot electric influence and her lips | B2 |
| Were full and crimson curled with stormy pride | T |
| The doubting rabbi stood in wild amaze | B2 |
| To see the dying woman bold and fierce | B2 |
| In bright audacity of passion s power | R2 |
| These are the common changes then she said | T |
| Of the fell ailment that with torments strange | S2 |
| Which search my deepest life is tearing up | T2 |
| The dark foundations of my mortal state | T |
| And sinking all its structures hour by hour | R2 |
| Into the dust of death For nothing now | P2 |
| Is left me but to meet my nearing doom | E2 |
| As best I may in silent suffering | U2 |
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| Then as he heard her words and saw her face | B2 |
| The rabbi in his wisdom knew some strong | E |
| Indwelling evil spirit troubled her | R2 |
| And straighway for an unction sent wherewith | P2 |
| The famous ancestor whose name he bore | W |
| Herod the Great s chief hakim had expelled | T |
| The daemon haunter of the dying king | U2 |
| With this he touched her forehead and her eyes | B2 |
| And all her finger tips Forthwith he made | T |
| Within a consecrated crucible | H2 |
| A fire of citron wood and cinnamon | P2 |
| Then splashed the flames with incense mingling all | U |
| With the strong influence of fervent prayer | F2 |
| And as the smoke arose he bowed her head | T |
| Into its coils that so she might inhale | V2 |
| Its salutary odour till the fiend | T |
| That dwelt within her should be exorcised | T |
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| Her face once more grew pale with pain she writhed | T |
| In burning torment uttering many words | B2 |
| Of most unhallowed meaning Yet her eyes | B2 |
| Were fixed the while and motionless her lips | B2 |
| Whereby the rabbi certainly perceived | T |
| Twas not the woman of herself that spake | W2 |
| But the dread spirit that possessed her soul | N2 |
| And thus it cried aloud | T |
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| Part II | B |
| WHY am I here in this my last resort | T |
| Perturbed with incense and anointings Why | B |
| Compelled to listen to the sound of prayers | B2 |
| That smite me through as with the fire of God | T |
| O pain pain pain Is not this chamber full | X2 |
| Of the implacable stern punishers | B2 |
| Full of avenging angels holding each | Y2 |
| A scourge of thunder in his potent hand | T |
| Ready to lighten forth And then thus armed | T |
| For ever chase and wound us as we fly | B |
| Nor end with this but in each wound they make | W2 |
| Pour venom sweltered from that tree As gard | T |
| Whose deadly shadow in its blackness falls | B2 |
| Over the lake of everlasting doom | E2 |
| Five hundred years ago I who thus speak | Z2 |
| Was an Egyptian of the splendid court | T |
| Of Ptolemy Philadelphus To the top | A3 |
| Of mountainous power though roughened with unrest | T |
| And girt with dangers as with thunder clouds | B2 |
| Had I resolved by all resorts to climb | E2 |
| By truth and falsehood right and wrong alike | B3 |
| And I did climb Then firmly built in power | R2 |
| Second alone to my imperial lord s | B2 |
| I crowned with its impunity my lust | T |
| Of beauty sowing broadcast everywhere | F2 |
| Such sensual baits wide round me as should lure | K2 |
| Through pleasure or through interest entrap | C3 |
| The fairest daughters of the land and lo | O |
| Their lustrous eyes surcharged with passionate light | T |
| The chambers of my harem But at length | P2 |
| Wearied of these though sweet I set my heart | T |
| On riches heaped to such a fabulous sum | E2 |
| As never one man s hoard in all the world | T |
| Might match and to acquire them steeped my life | C2 |
| In every public every private wrong | E |
| In lies frauds secret murders till at l | D3 |
Charles Harpur
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