The Sower. (little Poems In Prose.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B A C D E F A D G H I J| Over a boundless plain went a man carrying seed | A |
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| His face was blackened by sun and rugged from tempest scarred and distorted by pain Naked to the loins his back was ridged with furrows his breast was plowed with stripes | B |
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| From his hand dropped the fecund seed | A |
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| And behold instantly started from the prepared soil a blade a sheaf a springing trunk a myriad branching cloud aspiring tree Its arms touched the ends of the horizon the heavens were darkened with its shadow | C |
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| It bare blossoms of gold and blossoms of blood fruitage of health and fruitage of poison birds sang amid its foliage and a serpent was coiled about its stem | D |
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| Under its branches a divinely beautiful man crowned with thorns was nailed to a cross | E |
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| And the tree put forth treacherous boughs to strangle the Sower his flesh was bruised and torn but cunningly he disentangled the murderous knot and passed to the eastward | F |
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| Again there dropped from his hand the fecund seed | A |
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| And behold instantly started from the prepared soil a blade a sheaf a springing trunk a myriad branching cloud aspiring tree Crescent shaped like little emerald moons were the leaves it bare blossoms of silver and blossoms of blood fruitage of health and fruitage of poison birds sang amid its foliage and a serpent was coiled about its stem | D |
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| Under its branches a turbaned mighty limbed Prophet brandished a drawn sword | G |
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| And behold this tree likewise puts forth perfidious arms to strangle the Sower but cunningly he disentangles the murderous knot and passes on | H |
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| Lo his hands are not empty of grain the strength of his arm is not spent | I |
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| What germ hast thou saved for the future O miraculous Husbandman Tell me thou Planter of Christhood and Islam tell me thou seed bearing Israel | J |
Emma Lazarus
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