Juventus Mundi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDDDEFGGDDAAAA AAHHIIDDJJDDKKLLMMMM NNOOPQRRSSDDDDEFTTUU JJIIVVIIDDCCIIEF| List a tale a fairy sent us | A |
| Fresh from dear Mundi Juventus | A |
| When Love and all the world was young | B |
| And birds conversed as well as sung | B |
| And men still faced this fair creation | C |
| With humour heart imagination | C |
| Who come hither from Morocco | D |
| Every spring on the sirocco | D |
| In russet she and he in yellow | D |
| Singing ever clear and mellow | D |
| 'Sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet you sweet you | E |
| Did he beat you Did he beat you ' | F |
| Phyllopneustes wise folk call them | G |
| But don't know what did befall them | G |
| Why they ever thought of coming | D |
| All that way to hear gnats humming | D |
| Why they built not nests but houses | A |
| Like the bumble bees and mousies | A |
| Nor how little birds got wings | A |
| Nor what 'tis the small cock sings | A |
| How should they know stupid fogies | A |
| They daren't even believe in bogies | A |
| Once they were a girl and boy | H |
| Each the other's life and joy | H |
| He a Daphnis she a Chloe | I |
| Only they were brown not snowy | I |
| Till an Arab found them playing | D |
| Far beyond the Atlas straying | D |
| Tied the helpless things together | J |
| Drove them in the burning weather | J |
| In his slave gang many a league | D |
| Till they dropped from wild fatigue | D |
| Up he caught his whip of hide | K |
| Lashed each soft brown back and side | K |
| Till their little brains were burst | L |
| With sharp pain and heat and thirst | L |
| Over her the poor boy lay | M |
| Tried to keep the blows away | M |
| Till they stiffened into clay | M |
| And the ruffian rode away | M |
| Swooping o'er the tainted ground | N |
| Carrion vultures gathered round | N |
| And the gaunt hyenas ran | O |
| Tracking up the caravan | O |
| But ah wonder that was gone | P |
| Which they meant to feast upon | Q |
| And for each a yellow wren | R |
| One a cock and one a hen | R |
| Sweetly warbling flitted forth | S |
| O'er the desert toward the north | S |
| But a shade of bygone sorrow | D |
| Like a dream upon the morrow | D |
| Round his tiny brainlet clinging | D |
| Sets the wee cock ever singing | D |
| 'Sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet you sweet you | E |
| Did he beat you Did he beat you ' | F |
| Vultures croaked and hopped and flopped | T |
| But their evening meal was stopped | T |
| And the gaunt hyenas foul | U |
| Sat down on their tails to howl | U |
| Northward towards the cool spring weather | J |
| Those two wrens fled on together | J |
| On to England o'er the sea | I |
| Where all folks alike are free | I |
| There they built a cabin wattled | V |
| Like the huts where first they prattled | V |
| Hatched and fed as safe as may be | I |
| Many a tiny feathered baby | I |
| But in autumn south they go | D |
| Past the Straits and Atlas' snow | D |
| Over desert over mountain | C |
| To the palms beside the fountain | C |
| Where when once they lived before he | I |
| Told her first the old old story | I |
| 'What do the doves say Curuck Coo | E |
| You love me and I love you ' | F |
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Charles Kingsley
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