Mene, Mene, Tekel, Upharsin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDDEE A AAFFGHEE A IIJJEE A KKLLMMEE| I | A |
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| Behold we have gathered together our battleships near and afar | B |
| Their decks they are cleared for action their guns they are shotted for war | C |
| From the East to the West there is hurry in the North and the South a peal | D |
| Of hammers in fort and shipyard and the clamor and clang of steel | D |
| And the roar and the rush of engines and clanking of derrick and crane | E |
| Thou art weighed in the Scales and found wanting the balance of God O Spain | E |
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| II | A |
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| Behold I have stood on the mountains and this was writ in the sky | A |
| She is weighed in the Scales and found wanting the balance God holds on high | A |
| The balance He once weighed Babylon the Mother of Harlots in | F |
| One scale holds thy pride and thy power and empire begotten of sin | F |
| Heavy with woe and torture the crimes of a thousand years | G |
| Mortared and welded together with fire and blood and tears | H |
| In the other for justice and mercy a blade with never a stain | E |
| Is laid the Sword of Liberty and the balance dips O Spain | E |
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| III | A |
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| Summon thy vessels together great is thy need for these | I |
| Cristobal Colon Vizcaya Oquendo and Maria Terese | I |
| Let them be strong and many for a vision I had by night | J |
| That the ancient wrongs thou hast done the world came howling to the fight | J |
| From the New World shores they gathered Inca and Aztec slain | E |
| To the Cuban shot but yesterday and our own dead seamen Spain | E |
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| IV | A |
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| Summon thy ships together gather a mighty fleet | K |
| For a strong young Nation is arming that never hath known defeat | K |
| Summon thy ships together there on thy blood stained sands | L |
| For a shadowy army gathers with manacled feet and hands | L |
| A shadowy host of sorrows and shames too black to tell | M |
| That reach with their horrible wounds for thee to drag thee down to Hell | M |
| A myriad phantoms and spectres thou warrest against in vain | E |
| Thou art weighed in the Scales and found wanting the balance of God O Spain | E |
Madison Julius Cawein
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