And The Greatest Of These Is War Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLM A ANIOPQRSTM A CUVWXYHZA2B2C2D2E2F2 G2H2I2J2H2 H2K2 L2

Around the council board of Hell with Satan at their headA
The Three Great Scourges of humanity satB
Gaunt Famine with hollow cheek and voice arose and spokeC
O Prince I have stalked the earthD
And my victims by ten thousands I have slainE
I have smitten old and youngF
Mouths of the helpless old moaning for bread I have filled with dustG
And I have laughed to see a crying babe tug at the shriveling breastH
Of its mother dead and coldI
I have heard the cries and prayers of men go up to a tearless skyJ
And fall back upon an earth of ashesK
But heedless I have gone on with my workL
'Tis thus O Prince that I have scourged mankindM
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And Satan nodded his headA
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Pale Pestilence with stenchful breath then spoke and saidA
Great Prince my brother Famine attacks the poorN
He is most terrible against the helpless and the oldI
But I have made a charnel house of the mightiest cities of menO
When I strike neither their stores of gold or of grain availP
With a breath I lay low their strongest and wither up their fairestQ
I come upon them without warning lancing invisible deathR
From me they flee with eyes and mouths distendedS
I poison the air for which they gasp and I strike them down fleeingT
'Tis thus great Prince that I have scourged mankindM
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And Satan nodded his headA
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Then the red monster War rose up and spokeC
His blood shot eyes glared 'round him and his thundering voiceU
Echoed through the murky vaults of HellV
O mighty Prince my brothers Famine and PestilenceW
Have slain their thousands and ten thousands trueX
But the greater their victories have beenY
The more have they wakened in Man's breastH
The God like attributes of sympathy of brotherhood and loveZ
And made of him a searcher after wisdomA2
But I arouse in Man the demon and the bruteB2
I plant black hatred in his heart and red revengeC2
From the summit of fifty thousand years of upward climbD2
I haul him down to the level of the start back to the wolfE2
I give him clawsF2
I set his teeth into his brother's throatG2
I make him drunk with his brother's bloodH2
And I laugh ho ho while he destroys himselfI2
O mighty Prince not only do I slayJ2
But I draw Man hellwardH2
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And Satan smiled stretched out his hand and saidH2
O War of all the scourges of humanity I crown you chiefK2
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And Hell rang with the acclamation of the FiendsL2

James Weldon Johnson



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