The Negro Girl Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDD A EFEGHH A IJIJEE C KLKLBB C MCMCJJ C ENEOCC C PQPQRR C CSSSTT C RRRRUU C CRCRCC C SVSWRR C RCRCCC C RCRCCC C CXCXEE C RCRCPP C RYRZCC C CRCRCC C XA2XA2CC C B2RB2RSS C RCRCC2C2 C RSRSCC| I | A |
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| Dark was the dawn and o'er the deep | B |
| The boist'rous whirlwinds blew | C |
| The Sea bird wheel'd its circling sweep | B |
| And all was drear to view | C |
| When on the beach that binds the western shore | D |
| The love lorn ZELMA stood list'ning the tempest's roar | D |
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| II | A |
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| Her eager Eyes beheld the main | E |
| While on her DRACO dear | F |
| She madly call'd but call'd in vain | E |
| No sound could DRACO hear | G |
| Save the shrill yelling of the fateful blast | H |
| While ev'ry Seaman's heart quick shudder'd as it past | H |
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| III | A |
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| White were the billows wide display'd | I |
| The clouds were black and low | J |
| The Bittern shriek'd a gliding shade | I |
| Seem'd o'er the waves to go | J |
| The livid flash illum'd the clam'rous main | E |
| While ZELMA pour'd unmark'd her melancholy strain | E |
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| IV | C |
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| Be still she cried loud tempest cease | K |
| O spare the gallant souls | L |
| The thunder rolls the winds increase | K |
| The Sea like mountains rolls | L |
| While from the deck the storm worn victims leap | B |
| And o'er their struggling limbs the furious billows sweep | B |
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| V | C |
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| O barb'rous Pow'r relentless Fate | M |
| Does Heav'n's high will decree | C |
| That some should sleep on beds of state | M |
| Some in the roaring Sea | C |
| Some nurs'd in splendour deal Oppression's blow | J |
| While worth and DRACO pine in Slavery and woe | J |
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| VI | C |
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| Yon Vessel oft has plough'd the main | E |
| With human traffic fraught | N |
| Its cargo our dark Sons of pain | E |
| For worldly treasure bought | O |
| What had they done O Nature tell me why | C |
| Is taunting scorn the lot of thy dark progeny | C |
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| VII | C |
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| Thou gav'st in thy caprice the Soul | P |
| Peculiarly enshrin'd | Q |
| Nor from the ebon Casket stole | P |
| The Jewel of the mind | Q |
| Then wherefore let the suff'ring Negro's breast | R |
| Bow to his fellow MAN in brighter colours drest | R |
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| VIII | C |
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| Is it the dim and glossy hue | C |
| That marks him for despair | S |
| While men with blood their hands embrue | S |
| And mock the wretch's pray'r | S |
| Shall guiltless Slaves the Scourge of tyrants feel | T |
| And e'en before their GOD unheard unpitied kneel | T |
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| IX | C |
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| Could the proud rulers of the land | R |
| Our Sable race behold | R |
| Some bow'd by torture's Giant hand | R |
| And others basely sold | R |
| Then would they pity Slaves and cry with shame | U |
| Whate'er their TINTS may be their SOULS are still the same | U |
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| X | C |
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| Why seek to mock the Ethiop's face | C |
| Why goad our hapless kind | R |
| Can features alienate the race | C |
| Is there no kindred mind | R |
| Does not the cheek which vaunts the roseate hue | C |
| Oft blush for crimes that Ethiops never knew | C |
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| XI | C |
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| Behold the angry waves conspire | S |
| To check the barb'rous toil | V |
| While wounded Nature's vengeful ire | S |
| Roars round this trembling Isle | W |
| And hark her voice re echoes in the wind | R |
| Man was not form'd by Heav'n to trample on his kind | R |
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| XII | C |
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| Torn from my Mother's aching breast | R |
| My Tyrant sought my love | C |
| But in the Grave shall ZELMA rest | R |
| E'er she will faithless prove | C |
| No DRACO Thy companion I will be | C |
| To that celestial realm where Negros shall be free | C |
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| XIII | C |
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| The Tyrant WHITE MAN taught my mind | R |
| The letter'd page to trace | C |
| He taught me in the Soul to find | R |
| No tint as in the face | C |
| He bade my Reason blossom like the tree | C |
| But fond affection gave the ripen'd fruits to thee | C |
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| XIV | C |
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| With jealous rage he mark'd my love | C |
| He sent thee far away | X |
| And prison'd in the plantain grove | C |
| Poor ZELMA pass'd the day | X |
| But ere the moon rose high above the main | E |
| ZELMA and Love contriv'd to break the Tyrant's chain | E |
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| XV | C |
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| Swift o'er the plain of burning Sand | R |
| My course I bent to thee | C |
| And soon I reach'd the billowy strand | R |
| Which bounds the stormy Sea | C |
| DRACO my Love Oh yet thy ZELMA'S soul | P |
| Springs ardently to thee impatient of controul | P |
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| XVI | C |
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| Again the lightning flashes white | R |
| The rattling cords among | Y |
| Now by the transient vivid light | R |
| I mark the frantic throng | Z |
| Now up the tatter'd shrouds my DRACO flies | C |
| While o'er the plunging prow the curling billows rise | C |
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| XVII | C |
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| The topmast falls three shackled slaves | C |
| Cling to the Vessel's side | R |
| Now lost amid the madd'ning waves | C |
| Now on the mast they ride | R |
| See on the forecastle my DRACO stands | C |
| And now he waves his chain now clasps his bleeding hands | C |
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| XVIII | C |
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| Why cruel WHITE MAN when away | X |
| My sable Love was torn | A2 |
| Why did you let poor ZELMA stay | X |
| On Afric's sands to mourn | A2 |
| No ZELMA is not left for she will prove | C |
| In the deep troubled main her fond her faithful LOVE | C |
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| XIX | C |
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| The lab'ring Ship was now a wreck | B2 |
| The shrouds were flutt'ring wide | R |
| The rudder gone the lofty deck | B2 |
| Was rock'd from side to side | R |
| Poor ZELMA'S eyes now dropp'd their last big tear | S |
| While from her tawny cheek the blood recoil'd with fear | S |
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| XX | C |
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| Now frantic on the sands she roam'd | R |
| Now shrieking stop'd to view | C |
| Where high the liquid mountains foam'd | R |
| Around the exhausted crew | C |
| 'Till from the deck her DRACO'S well known form | C2 |
| Sprung mid the yawning waves and buffetted the Storm | C2 |
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| XXI | C |
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| Long on the swelling surge sustain'd | R |
| Brave DRACO sought the shore | S |
| Watch'd the dark Maid but ne'er complain'd | R |
| Then sunk to gaze no more | S |
| Poor ZELMA saw him buried by the wave | C |
| And with her heart's true Love plung'd in a wat'ry grave | C |
Mary Darby Robinson
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