Behram And Eddetma Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST UA VHRWXJYRZA2A2B2VC2D2 RE2F2RG2H2I2J2K2L2M2 RRRN2RO2P2Q2R2VO2P2P 2I2P2S2T2I2WU2P2RRV2 P2RRW2W2P RX2P2NY2 P2P2RP2Z2P2RRP2A3RP2 B3T2P2P2P2RC3P2DP2RZ 2R W2RD3E3P2RRF3R2P2 RP2P2P2RP2O2RP2T2RRD P2R2O2T2RRC G3RRR2F2H3R H2PRRRP2RRI3P2P2P2S2 P2B2RRO2RJ3RRPAgainst each prince now she had held her own | A |
An easy victor for the seven years | B |
O'er kings and sons of kings Eddetma she | C |
Who when much sought in marriage hating men | D |
Espoused their ways to win beyond their worth | E |
Through martial exercise and hero deeds | F |
She who accomplished in all warlike arts | G |
Let cry through every kingdom of the kings | H |
Eddetma weds with none but him who proves | I |
Himself her master in the push of arms | J |
Her suitor's foeman she And he who fails | K |
So overcome of woman woman scorned | L |
Disarmed dishonored yet shall he depart | M |
Brow bearing forehead stigmatized with fire | N |
'Behold a freedman of Eddetma this ' | O |
Let cry and many princes put to shame | P |
Pretentious courtiers small in thew and thigh | Q |
Proud palanquined from principalities | R |
Of Irak and of Hind and farther Sind | S |
Though she was queenly as that Empress of | T |
The proud Amalekites Tedmureh and | U |
More beautiful yet she had held her own | A |
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To Behram of the Territories one | V |
Son of a Persian monarch swaying kings | H |
Came bruit of her and her noised victories | R |
Her maiden beauty and her warrior strength | W |
Eastward he journeyed from his father's court | X |
With men and steeds and store of wealth and arms | J |
To the rich city where her father reigned | Y |
Its seven citadels by Seven Seas | R |
And messengered the monarch with a gift | Z |
Of savage vessels wroughten out of gold | A2 |
Of foreign fabrics stiff with gems and gold | A2 |
Vizier ambassadored the old king gave | B2 |
His answer to the suitor I my son | V |
What grace have I above the grace of God | C2 |
What power is mine but a material | D2 |
What rule have I unto the substanceless | R |
Me than the shadow of the Prophet's shade | E2 |
Less God invests with power but of man | F2 |
Man and the right beyond man's right is God's | R |
His the dominion of the secret soul | G2 |
And His her soul Now hath my daughter sworn | H2 |
By all her vestal soul that none shall know | I2 |
Her but her better in the listed field | J2 |
Determining spear and sword Grant Fate thy trust | K2 |
She hangs her hand upon to morrow's joust | L2 |
A prize to win My greeting and farewell | M2 |
Informed Eddetma and the lists arose | R |
Armored and keen with a Chorasmian mace | R |
Davidean hauberk came she Her the prince | R |
Harnessed in scaly gold Arabian met | N2 |
So clanged the prologue of the battle As | R |
Closer it waxed Prince Behram who a while | O2 |
Withheld his valor in that she he loved | P2 |
Opposed him and beset him woman whom | Q2 |
He had not scathed for the Chosro s' wealth | R2 |
Beheld his madness how he were undone | V |
With shining shame unless he strove withal | O2 |
Whirled fiery sword and smote the bassinet | P2 |
Rushed from the haughty face that long had scorned | P2 |
The wide world's vanquished royalty and so | I2 |
Rushed on his own defeat For like unto | P2 |
A moon gray clouds have caverned all the eve | S2 |
The thunder splits and virgin triumph there | T2 |
She sails a silver aspect vanquished so | I2 |
Was Behram by his blow A wavering strength | W |
Swerved in its purpose with no final stroke | U2 |
Stunned stood he and surrendered stared and stared | P2 |
All his strong life absorbed into her face | R |
All the wild warrior arrowed by her eyes | R |
Tamed and obedient to lip and look | V2 |
Then she on him as condor on a kite | P2 |
Plunged pitiless and beautiful and fierce | R |
One trophy more to added victories | R |
Haled off his arms amazement dazing him | W2 |
Seized steed and garb confusion filling him | W2 |
And scoffed him forth brow branded with his shame | P |
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Dazzled six days he sat a staring trance | R |
But on the seventh casting stupor off | X2 |
Rose and the straitness of the case that held | P2 |
Him as with manacles of knitted fire | N |
Considered and decided on a way | Y2 |
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Once when Eddetma with a houri band | P2 |
Of high born damsels under eunuch guard | P2 |
In the walled palace pleasaunce took her ease | R |
Under a myrrh bush by a fountain side | P2 |
Where Afrits' nostrils snorted diamond rain | Z2 |
In scooped cornelian one a dim hoar head | P2 |
A patriarch mid gardener underlings | R |
Bent spreading gems and priceless ornaments | R |
Of jewelled amulets of hollow gold | P2 |
Sweet with imprisoned ambergris and musk | A3 |
Symbolic stones in sorcerous carcanets | R |
Gem talismans in cabalistic gold | P2 |
Whereon the princess marvelled and bade ask | B3 |
What did the elder with his riches there | T2 |
Who questioned mumbled in his bushy beard | P2 |
To buy a wife withal whereat they laughed | P2 |
As oafs when wisdom stumbles Quoth a maid | P2 |
With orient midnight in her starry eyes | R |
And tropic music on her languid tongue | C3 |
And what if I should wed with thee O beard | P2 |
Grayer than my great grandfather's what then | D |
One kiss no more and child thou wert divorced | P2 |
He and the humor took them till the birds | R |
That listened in the spice tree and the plane | Z2 |
Sang gayly of the gray beard and his kiss | R |
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Then quoth the princess Thou wilt wed with him | W2 |
Ansada mirth in her two eyes' gazelles | R |
And gravity bird nestled in her speech | D3 |
And took Ansada's hand and laid it in | E3 |
The old man's staggering hand and he unbent | P2 |
Thin wrinkled brows and on his staff arose | R |
Weighed with the weight of many heavy years | R |
And kissed her leaning on his shaking staff | F3 |
And heaped her bosom with an Amir's wealth | R2 |
And left them laughing at his foolish beard | P2 |
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Now on the next day as she took her ease | R |
With her glad troop of girlhood maidens who | P2 |
So many royal tulips seemed behold | P2 |
Bowed with white years upon a flowery sward | P2 |
The ancient with new jewelry and gems | R |
Wherefrom the sun coaxed wizard fires and lit | P2 |
Glimmers in glowing green and pendent pearl | O2 |
Ultramarine and beaded vivid rose | R |
And so they stood to wonder and one asked | P2 |
As yesternoon wherefore the father there | T2 |
Displayed his Sheikh locks and the genie gems | R |
Another marriage and another kiss | R |
What doth the tomb ripe court his youth again | D |
O aged libertine in wish not deed | P2 |
O prodigal of wives as well as wealth | R2 |
Here stands thy damsel trilled the Peri tall | O2 |
Diarra with the raven in her hair | T2 |
Two lemon flowers blowing in her cheeks | R |
And took the dotard's jewels with the kiss | R |
In merry mockery | C |
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Ere the morrow's dawn | G3 |
Bethought Eddetma Shall my handmaidens | R |
Teasing a gray beard's whim to wrinkled smiles | R |
For withered kisses still divide his wealth | R2 |
While I stand idle lose the caravan | F2 |
Whose least is notable My right and mine | H3 |
Betide me what betides | R |
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And with the morn | H2 |
Before the man for privily she came | P |
Stood habited as of her tire maids | R |
In humble raiment Now the ancient saw | R |
And knew her for the princess that she was | R |
And kindling gladness of the knowledge made | P2 |
Two sparkling forges of his deep dark eyes | R |
Beneath the ashes of his priestly brows | R |
Not timidly she came but coy approach | I3 |
Became the maiden of Eddetma's suite | P2 |
And humbly answered he All my old heart | P2 |
Responsive to her quavering request | P2 |
The daughter of the king did give thee leave | S2 |
And thou wouldst well Then wed with me forth right | P2 |
Thy hand thy lips So he arose and gave | B2 |
Her of barbaric jewelry and gems | R |
And seized her hand and from her lips the kiss | R |
When from his age behold the dotage fell | O2 |
And from the man all palsied hoariness | R |
Victorious eyed and amorous with youth | J3 |
A god in ardent capabilities | R |
Resistless held her and she swooning saw | R |
Gloating the branded brow of Prince Behram | P |
Madison Julius Cawein
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