Son Of A Fool Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDEFF GEEEHH IJIJKK LELEMM NEEEEE EDEDOO PQRQST EQEQB UV WOO EEEEXX KYKYEE ZEZEKK GEGEOO ABDBGyved and chained in his father's home | A |
He toiled 'neath a conqueror's rule | B |
Bowed to the earth in the land of his birth | C |
The Slave who was Son of a Fool | B |
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Poor remnant he of a conquered race | D |
Long shorn of its power and pride | E |
No reverence shone in his sullen face | D |
When they told how that race had died | E |
But the meed that he gave to his father's name | F |
Was a down drooped head and a flush of shame | F |
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Burned in his brain was the pitiful tale | G |
Of a sabre too late unsheathed | E |
Deep in his heart lay the poisoned dart | E |
Of the shame that his sire bequeathed | E |
The searing shame of a laggard life | H |
Of an arm too weak in the hour of strife | H |
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Oh the Fool had reigned full many a year | I |
In the Land of the Bounteous Gifts | J |
Dreaming and drifting with never a fear | I |
As a doomed fool pleasantly drifts | J |
And he ate his fill of the gifts she gave | K |
The Fool who was sire of a hopeless Slave | K |
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Through years of plenty and years of peace | L |
he lolled in the pleasing shade | E |
Marking his flocks and his herds increase | L |
Watching his waxing trade | E |
And he smiled when he heard of the old world's wars | M |
With never a care for his own rich stores | M |
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Year by year as his harvest grew | N |
He gleaned with a lightsome heart | E |
His barns he filled and he sowed and tilled | E |
Trading in port and mart | E |
Proud of his prowess in psort and trade | E |
Was the Fool who scoffed at an alien raid | E |
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Little he recked of the gathering cloud | E |
That boded a swift disgrace | D |
Was he not seed of a manly breed | E |
Proud son of a warlike race | D |
And he told of the deeds that his sires had done | O |
While he wielded a bat in the place of a gun | O |
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Small were his fears in the rich fat years | P |
Loud was his laugh of scorn | Q |
When they whispered low of a watching foe | R |
Greedy for gold and corn | Q |
A foe grown jealous of trade an pow'r | S |
Marking the teasure and waiting the hour | T |
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'Twas a cheerful Fool but a Fool foredoomed | E |
Gazed out on a clear spring morn | Q |
And his eye ranged wide o'er the countryside | E |
With its treasures its kine and corn | Q |
And 'Mine all mine ' said the prosperous Fool | B |
'And it never shall pass to an alien rule ' | - |
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And e'en when the smoke of the raiders' ships | U |
Trailed out o'er the northern skies | V |
His laugh was loud ''Tis a summer cloud ' | - |
Said the Fool in his Paradise | W |
And to guard his honor he gave a gun | O |
To the feeble hands of his younger son | O |
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Oh a startled Fool and a Fool in haste | E |
Awoke on a later day | E |
When they sped the word that a foe laid waste | E |
His ports by the smiling bay | E |
And his voice was shrill as he bade his sons | X |
Haste out to the sound of the booming guns | X |
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He was brave they tell as a fool is brave | K |
With an oath 'tween his hard clenched teeth | Y |
When he found the sword that he fain would wave | K |
Held fast in its rusty sheath | Y |
When he learned that the hand so skilled in play | E |
Was the hand of a child that fatal day | E |
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And scarce had he raised his rallying cry | Z |
Scarce had he called one note | E |
When he died as ever a foo must die | Z |
With his war song still in his throat | E |
And an open ditch was the hasty grave | K |
Of the Fool who fathered a hopeless Slave | K |
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They point the moral they tell the tale | G |
And the old world wags its head | E |
'If a Fool hath treasure and Might prevail | G |
Then the Fool must die ' 'tis said | E |
And the end of it all is a broken gun | O |
And the heritage gleaned by a hapless son | O |
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Gyved and chained in his father's home | A |
He toiled 'neath a conqueror's rule | B |
While they flung in his face the taunt of his race | D |
A Slave and the Son of a Fool | B |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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