The Slaves Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCAB DEFCDE GAHCGA IDBCID| The tall slaves bow if that capricious King | A |
| But glances as he passes | B |
| Their dark hoods drawing over abashed faces | B |
| They bow humbly unappealingly | C |
| The dark robes round their shuddering bodies cling | A |
| They bow and but whisper as he passes | B |
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| They have not learned to look into his eyes | D |
| If he insults to answer | E |
| To stand with head erect and angry arching bosom | F |
| They bow humbly unappealingly | C |
| As though he mastered earth and the violet inky skies | D |
| And whisper piteously for only answer | E |
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| So they stand tall slaves ashamed of their great height | G |
| And if he comes raving | A |
| Shouting from the west furious and moody | H |
| They bow more humbly unappealingly | C |
| Ashamed to remember how they lived in that calm light | G |
| They droop until he passes tired of raving | A |
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| Only when he's gone they lift their darkened brows | I |
| Light comes back to their eyes | D |
| Their leaves caress the light the light laves their branches | B |
| They move loverlike appealingly | C |
| Slaves now no more the poplars lift and shake their boughs | I |
| And there's a heaven of evening in their eyes | D |
John Frederick Freeman
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