Sic Semper Liberatoribus! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBDCEF GHGHHCI HJHJJKK LMLMMNN OPOPPQQ RSTSSUUMarch | A |
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As one who feels the breathless nightmare grip | B |
His heart strings and through visioned horrors fares | C |
Now on a thin ledged chasm's rock crumbling lip | B |
Now on a tottering pinnacle that dare | D |
The front of heaven while always unawares | C |
Weird monsters start above around beneath | E |
Each glaring from some uglier mask of death | F |
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So the White Czar imperial progress made | G |
Through terror haunted days A shock a cry | H |
Whose echoes ring the globe the spectre's laid | G |
Hurled o'er the abyss see the crowned martyr lie | H |
Resting in peace fear change and death gone by | H |
Fit end for nightmare mist of blood and tears | C |
Red climax to the slow abortive years | I |
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The world draws breath one long deep shuddering sigh | H |
At that which dullest brain prefigured clear | J |
As swift sure bolt from thunder threatening sky | H |
How heaven anointed humblest lots appear | J |
Beside his glittering eminence of fear | J |
His spiked crown sackcloth purple poisoned cates | K |
His golden palace honey combed with hates | K |
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Well is it done A most heroic plan | L |
Which after myriad plots succeeds at last | M |
In robbing of his life this poor old man | L |
Whose sole offense his birthright has but passed | M |
To fresher blood with younger strength recast | M |
What men are these who clamoring to be free | N |
Would bestialize the world to what they be | N |
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Whose sons are they who made the snow wreathed head | O |
Their frenzy's target In their Russian veins | P |
What alien current urged on to smite him dead | O |
Whose word had loosed a million Russian chains | P |
What brutes were they for whom such speechless pains | P |
So royally endured no human thrill | Q |
Awoke in hearts drunk with the lust to kill | Q |
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Not brutes No tiger of the wilderness | R |
No jackal of the jungle bears such brand | S |
As man's black heart who shrinks not to confess | T |
The desperate deed of his deliberate hand | S |
Our kind our kin have done this thing We stand | S |
Bowed earthward red with shame to see such wrong | U |
Prorogue Love's cause and Truth's God knows how long | U |
Emma Lazarus
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