Ismael Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEE FFGGHHIIJJKKLMNN OOHHPP QQRRBBJJ SSTTLMUUVW XXCDEEYYZZA2A2 JJB2B2| Ismael the Sultan in the Ramazan | A |
| Girdled with guards and many a yataghan | A |
| Pachas and amins viziers wisdom gray | B |
| And holy marabouts betook his way | B |
| Through Mekinez Written the angel's word | C |
| Of Eden's Kauther reads Slay praying the Lord | D |
| Pray slaying the victims so the Sultan went | E |
| The Cruel Sultan with this good intent | E |
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| In white bournouse and sea green caftan clad | F |
| First to the mosque Long each muezzin had | F |
| Summoned the faithful unto prayer and let | G |
| The Allah Akbar from each minaret | G |
| Call to their thousand lamps of blazing gold | H |
| Prostrated prayed the Sultan On the old | H |
| Mosaics of the mosque whose hollow steamed | I |
| With aloes incense lean ecstatics dreamed | I |
| On Allah and his Prophet and how great | J |
| Is God and how unstable man's estate | J |
| Conviction on him in this chanting low | K |
| Of Koran texts the Caliph's passion so | K |
| Exalted rose lamps of religious awe | L |
| Loud smitings of the everlasting law | M |
| On unbelievers trebly manifest | N |
| The Faith's anointed sword he feels confessed | N |
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| So from the mosque whose arabesques above | O |
| The marvellous work of Oriental love | O |
| Seen with new splendors of Heaven's blue and gold | H |
| Applauding all he as the gates are rolled | H |
| Ogival back to let the many forth | P |
| Cries war to all the unbelieving North | P |
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| Soon have they passed the tight bazaar along | Q |
| Close crooked streets too narrow for the throng | Q |
| The place of owls and tombs the merloned wall | R |
| Camel and steed and ass Projecting all | R |
| Its towering battlements his palace gray | B |
| Seraglios and courts against the day | B |
| Lifts vanishes And now soul set on hate | J |
| From Mekinez they pass the scolloped gate | J |
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| Two dozing beggars baking each a sore | S |
| Sprawl in the sun the city gate before | S |
| A leprous cripple and a thief whose eyes | T |
| Burnt out with burning iron as supplies | T |
| The law for thieves two fly thick wounds blood raw | L |
| Lifted shrill voices as they heard or saw | M |
| Praised God and flung into the dust each face | U |
| With words of victory and Allah's grace | U |
| Attend our Caliph Mouley Ismael | V |
| Even at the cost of ours his days be well | W |
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| And grimly smiling as he grimly passed | X |
| While God most merciful who is shall last | X |
| Now by Es Sirat will a liar's word | C |
| And thief's prevail or prosper Pray the Lord | D |
| What at your lives' cost my devout intent | E |
| Even as 't is bidden let their necks be bent | E |
| Though words be pious evil at the soul | Y |
| Naught is the prayer So let their prayer be whole | Y |
| Nay give them gold but when the sequins cease | Z |
| From the slaves' hands by these my Soudanese | Z |
| They die he said and even as he said | A2 |
| Rolled in the dust each writhing withered head | A2 |
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| And frowning westward as the day grew late | J |
| Four bleeding heads stared from the city gate | J |
| 'Neath this inscription for the passer by | B2 |
| There is no virtue but in God the High | B2 |
Madison Julius Cawein
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