The Beasts In The Tower Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDE FFGGFFGGGGGG HHGGIIJJGGFFKKED KKFFLLFFFFGGFFFFFF MMGGFFNN

Within the precincts of this yardA
Each in his narrow confines barredA
Dwells every beast that can be foundB
On Afric or on Indian groundB
How different was the life they ledC
In those wild haunts where they were bredC
To this tame servitude and fearD
Enslaved by man they suffer hereE
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In that uneasy close recessF
Couches a sleeping lionessF
That next den holds a bear the nextG
A wolf by hunger ever vextG
There fiercer from the keeper's lashesF
His teeth the fell hyena gnashesF
That creature on whose back aboundG
Black spots upon a yellow groundG
A panther is the fairest beastG
That haunteth in the spacious EastG
He underneath a fair outsideG
Does cruelty and treachery hideG
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That cat like beast that to and froH
Restless as fire does ever goH
As if his courage did resentG
His limbs in such confinement pentG
That should their prey in forests takeI
And make the Indian jungles quakeI
A tiger is Observe how sleekJ
And glossy smooth his coat no streakJ
On satin ever matched the prideG
Of that which marks his furry hideG
How strong his muscles he with easeF
Upon the tallest man could seizeF
In his large mouth away could bear himK
And into thousand pieces tear himK
Yet cabined so securely hereE
The smallest infant need not fearD
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That lordly creature next to himK
A lion is Survey each limbK
Observe the texture of his clawsF
The massy thickness of those jawsF
His mane that sweeps the ground in lengthL
Like Samson's locks betokening strengthL
In force and swiftness he excelsF
Each beast that in the forest dwellsF
The savage tribes him king confessF
Throughout the howling wildernessF
Woe to the hapless neighbourhoodG
When he is pressed by want of foodG
Of man or child of bull or horseF
He makes his prey such is his forceF
A waste behind him he createsF
Whole villages depopulatesF
Yet here within appointed linesF
How small a grate his rage confinesF
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This place methinks resembleth wellM
The world itself in which we dwellM
Perils and snares on every groundG
Like these wild beasts beset us roundG
But Providence their rage restrainsF
Our heavenly Keeper sets them chainsF
His goodness saveth every hourN
His darlings from the lion's powerN

Charles Lamb



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