Sfere Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACAC DEDE DEDE AFAF DDDD GAGA EDED DEDE EHEI AJAK LELE GEGE ABABI asked of my Muse had she any objection | A |
To laughing with me not a word for reply | B |
You see it is Sfere our time for dejection | A |
And can a Jew laugh when the rule is to cry | B |
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You laughed then you say 'tis a sound to affright one | A |
In Jewish delight what is worthy the name | C |
The laugh of a Jew It is never a right one | A |
For laughing and groaning with him are the same | C |
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You thought there was zest in a Jewish existence | D |
You deemd that the star of a Jew could be kind | E |
The Spring calls and beckons with gracious insistence | D |
Jew sit down in sackcloth and weep yourself blind | E |
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The garden is green and the woodland rejoices | D |
How cool are the breezes with fragrance how blent | E |
But Spring calls not you with her thousand sweet voices | D |
With you it is Sfere sit still and lament | E |
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The beautiful summer this life's consolation | A |
In moaning and sighing glides quickly away | F |
What hope can it offer to one of my nation | A |
What joy can he find in the splendors of May | F |
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Bewildered and homeless of whom whoso passes | D |
May fearlessly stop to make sport at his ease | D |
Say is it for him to seek flowers and grasses | D |
For him to be thinking on meadows and trees | D |
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And if for a moment forgetting to ponder | G |
On grief and oppression song breaks out anew | A |
I hear in his lay only Wander and wander | G |
And ev'ry note tells me the singer's a Jew | A |
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A skilful musician and one who is versed | E |
In metre and measure whenever he hears | D |
The pitiful song of the Jewish dispersed | E |
It touches his heart and it moves him to tears | D |
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The blast of the Ram's horn that quavers and trembles | D |
On this now alone Jewish fancy is bent | E |
To grief and contrition its host it assembles | D |
And causes the stoniest heart to relent | E |
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The wail that went up when the Temple was shattered | E |
The song of Atonement the Suppliant's psalm | H |
These only he loves since they took him and scattered | E |
Away from the land of the balsam and balm | I |
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Of all the sweet instruments shiver'd and broken | A |
That once in the Temple delighted his ear | J |
The Ram's horn alone has he kept as a token | A |
And sobs out his soul on it once in the year | K |
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Instead of the harp and the viol and cymbal | L |
Instead of the lyre the guitar and the flute | E |
He has but the dry wither'd Ram's horn the symbol | L |
Of gloom and despondence the rest all are mute | E |
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He laughs or he breaks into song but soon after | G |
Tho' fain would he take in man's gladness a part | E |
One hears low resounding athwart the gay laughter | G |
The Suppliant's psalm and it pierces the heart | E |
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I asked of my Muse had she any objection | A |
To laughing with me not a word for reply | B |
You see it is Sfere our time for dejection | A |
And can a Jew laugh when the rule is to cry | B |
Morris Rosenfeld
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