At The Pantomime Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGGEE HHGGEEII JJKKLLMM NNFFOOP QQH RRST EEFFHHHH UUVVFFWW XXYYBBHH PPZZHHA2| THE house was crammed from roof to floor | A |
| Heads piled on heads at every door | A |
| Half dead with August's seething heat | B |
| I crowded on and found my seat | B |
| My patience slightly out of joint | C |
| My temper short of boiling point | C |
| Not quite at Hate mankind as such | D |
| Nor yet at Love them overmuch | D |
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| Amidst the throng the pageant drew | E |
| Were gathered Hebrews not a few | E |
| Black bearded swarthy at their side | F |
| Dark jewelled women orient eyed | F |
| If scarce a Christian hopes for grace | G |
| Who crowds one in his narrow place | G |
| What will the savage victim do | E |
| Whose ribs are kneaded by a Jew | E |
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| Next on my left a breathing form | H |
| Wedged up against me close and warm | H |
| The beak that crowned the bistred face | G |
| Betrayed the mould of Abraham's race | G |
| That coal black hair that smoke brown hue | E |
| Ah cursed unbelieving Jew | E |
| I started shuddering to the right | I |
| And squeezed a second Israelite | I |
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| Then woke the evil brood of rage | J |
| That slumber tongueless in their cage | J |
| I stabbed in turn with silent oaths | K |
| The hook nosed kite of carrion clothes | K |
| The snaky usurer him that crawls | L |
| And cheats beneath the golden balls | L |
| Moses and Levi all the horde | M |
| Spawn of the race that slew its Lord | M |
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| Up came their murderous deeds of old | N |
| The grisly story Chaucer told | N |
| And many an ugly tale beside | F |
| Of children caught and crucified | F |
| I heard the ducat sweating thieves | O |
| Beneath the Ghetto's slouching eaves | O |
| And thrust beyond the tented green | P |
| The lepers cry 'Unclean Unclean ' | - |
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| The show went on but ill at ease | Q |
| My sullen eye it could not please | Q |
| In vain my conscience whispered 'Shame | H |
| Who but their Maker is to blame ' | - |
| I thought of Judas and his bribe | R |
| And steeled my soul against their tribe | R |
| My neighbors stirred I looked again | S |
| Full on the younger of the twain | T |
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| A fresh young cheek whose olive hue | E |
| The mantling blood shows faintly through | E |
| Locks dark as midnight that divide | F |
| And shade the neck on either side | F |
| Soft gentle loving eyes that gleam | H |
| Clear as a starlit mountain stream | H |
| So looked that other child of Shem | H |
| The Maiden's Boy of Bethlehem | H |
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| And thou couldst scorn the peerless blood | U |
| That flows immingled from the Flood | U |
| Thy scutcheon spotted with the stains | V |
| Of Norman thieves and pirate Danes | V |
| The New World's foundling in thy pride | F |
| Scowl on the Hebrew at thy side | F |
| And lo the very semblance there | W |
| The Lord of Glory deigned to wear | W |
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| I see that radiant image rise | X |
| The flowing hair the pitying eyes | X |
| The faintly crimsoned cheek that shows | Y |
| The blush of Sharon's opening rose | Y |
| Thy hands would clasp his hallowed feet | B |
| Whose brethren soil thy Christian seat | B |
| Thy lips would press his garment's hem | H |
| That curl in wrathful scorn for them | H |
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| A sudden mist a watery screen | P |
| Dropped like a veil before the scene | P |
| The shadow floated from my soul | Z |
| And to my lips a whisper stole | Z |
| 'Thy prophets caught the Spirit's flame | H |
| From thee the Son of Mary came | H |
| With thee the Father deigned to dwell | A2 |
| Peace be upon thee Israel ' | - |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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