The Guardian Of The Red Disk Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCADEDFFGHIJFFFDKDLF FMFN OFPQFDRFFST FTUFVWXYZFA2B2FFC2D2| Spoken by a Citizen of Malta | A |
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| A curious title held in high repute | B |
| One among many honors thickly strewn | C |
| On my lord Bishop's head his grace of Malta | A |
| Nobly he bears them all with tact skill zeal | D |
| Fulfills each special office vast or slight | E |
| Nor slurs the least minutia therewithal | D |
| Wears such a stately aspect of command | F |
| Broad checked broad chested reverend sanctified | F |
| Haloed with white about the tonsure's rim | G |
| With dropped lids o'er the piercing Spanish eyes | H |
| Lynx keen I warrant to spy out heresy | I |
| Tall massive form o'ertowering all in presence | J |
| Or ere they kneel to kiss the large white hand | F |
| His looks sustain his deeds the perfect prelate | F |
| Whose void chair shall be taken but not filled | F |
| You know not who are foreign to the isle | D |
| Haply what this Red Disk may be he guards | K |
| 'T is the bright blotch big as the Royal seal | D |
| Branded beneath the beard of every Jew | L |
| These vermin so infest the isle so slide | F |
| Into all byways highways that may lead | F |
| Direct or roundabout to wealth or power | M |
| Some plain plump mark was needed to protect | F |
| From the degrading contact Christian folk | N |
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| The evil had grown monstrous certain Jews | O |
| Wore such a haughty air had so refined | F |
| With super subtile arts strict monkish lives | P |
| And studious habit the coarse Hebrew type | Q |
| One might have elbowed in the public mart | F |
| Iscariot nor suspected one's soul peril | D |
| Christ's blood it sets my flesh a creep to think | R |
| We may breathe freely now not fearing taint | F |
| Praise be our good Lord Bishop He keeps count | F |
| Of every Jew and prints on cheek or chin | S |
| The scarlet stamp of separateness of shame | T |
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| No beard blue black grizzled or Judas colored | F |
| May hide that damning little wafer flame | T |
| When one appears therewith the urchins know | U |
| Good sport's at hand they fling their stones and mud | F |
| Sure of their game But most the wisdom shows | V |
| Upon the unbelievers' selves they learn | W |
| Their proper rank crouch cringe and hide lay by | X |
| Their insolence of self esteem no more | Y |
| Flaunt forth in rich attire but in dull weeds | Z |
| Slovenly donned would slink past unobserved | F |
| Bow servile necks and crook obsequious knees | A2 |
| Chin sunk in hollow chest eyes fixed on earth | B2 |
| Or blinking sidewise but to apprehend | F |
| Whether or not the hated spot be spied | F |
| I warrant my Lord Bishop has full hands | C2 |
| Guarding the Red Disk lest one rogue escape | D2 |
Emma Lazarus
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