Fra Pedro Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFFF GBCH IFBB IJKL FBMC NKFC OIFP BJFI COCQ IKRF FJII ICFB OFIS IFPT PHBI III FBPI PIII FPPBPFFF PBPP PCPM BPFF JPPI PCFFGolden lights and lengthening shadows | A |
Flings the splendid sun declining | B |
O'er the monastery garden | C |
Rich in flower fruit and foliage | D |
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Through the avenue of nut trees | E |
Pace two grave and ghostly friars | F |
Snowy white their gowns and girdles | F |
Black as night their cowls and mantles | F |
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Lithe and ferret eyed the younger | G |
Black his scapular denoting | B |
A lay brother his companion | C |
Large imperious towers above him | H |
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'T is the abbot great Fra Pedro | I |
Famous through all Saragossa | F |
For his quenchless zeal in crushing | B |
Heresy amidst his townfolk | B |
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Handsome still with hood and tonsure | I |
E'en as when the boy Pedrillo | J |
Insolent with youth and beauty | K |
Who reviled the gentle Rabbi | L |
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Lo the level sun strikes sparkles | F |
From his dark eyes brightly flashing | B |
Stern his voice These too shall perish | M |
I have vowed extermination | C |
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Tell not me of skill or virtue | N |
Filial love or woman's beauty | K |
Jews are Jews as serpents serpents | F |
In themselves abomination | C |
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Earnestly the other pleaded | O |
If my zeal thrice reverend master | I |
E'er afforded thee assistance | F |
Serving thee as flesh serves spirit | P |
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Hounding scourging flaying burning | B |
Casting into chains or exile | J |
At thy bidding these vile wretches | F |
Hear and heed me now my master | I |
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These be nowise like their brethren | C |
Ben Jehudah is accounted | O |
Saragossa's first physician | C |
Loved by colleague as by patient | Q |
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And his daughter Donna Zara | I |
Is our city's pearl of beauty | K |
Like the clusters of the vineyard | R |
Droop the ringlets o'er her temples | F |
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Like the moon in starry heavens | F |
Shines her face among her people | J |
And her form hath all the languor | I |
Grace and glamour of the palm tree | I |
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Well thou knowest thrice reverend master | I |
This is not their first affliction | C |
Was it not our Holy Office | F |
Whose bribed menials fired their dwelling | B |
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Ere dawn broke the smoke ascended | O |
Choked the stairways filled the chambers | F |
Waked the household to the terror | I |
Of the flaming death that threatened | S |
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Then the poor bed ridden mother | I |
Knew her hour had come two daughters | F |
Twinned in form and mind and spirit | P |
And their father who would save them | T |
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Towards her door sprang Ben Jehudah | P |
Donna Zara flew behind him | H |
Round his neck her white arms wreathing | B |
Drew him from the burning chamber | I |
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There within her sister Zillah | I |
Stirred no limb to shun her torture | I |
Held her mother's hand and kissed her | I |
Saying 'We will go together ' | - |
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This the outer throng could witness | F |
As the flames enwound the dwelling | B |
Like a glory they illumined | P |
Awfully the martyred daughter | I |
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Closer fiercer round they gathered | P |
Not a natural cry escaped her | I |
Helpless clung to her her mother | I |
Hand in hand they went together | I |
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Since that 'Act of Faith' three winters | F |
Have rolled by yet on the forehead | P |
Of Jehudah is imprinted | P |
Still the horror of that morning | B |
Saragossa hath respected | P |
His false creed a man of sorrows | F |
He hath walked secure among us | F |
And his art repays our sufferance | F |
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Thus he spoke and ceased The Abbot | P |
Lent him an impatient hearing | B |
Then outbroke with angry accent | P |
We have borne three years thou sayest | P |
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'T is enough my vow is sacred | P |
These shall perish with their brethren | C |
Hark ye In my veins' pure current | P |
Were a single drop found Jewish | M |
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I would shrink not from outpouring | B |
All my life blood but to purge it | P |
Shall I gentler prove to others | F |
Mercy would be sacrilegious | F |
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Ne'er again at thy soul's peril | J |
Speak to me of Jewish beauty | P |
Jewish skill or Jewish virtue | P |
I have said Do thou remember | I |
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Down behind the purple hillside | P |
Dropped the sun above the garden | C |
Rang the Angelus' clear cadence | F |
Summoning the monks to vespers | F |
Emma Lazarus
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