Arab Songs Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDDE FGHIJ KKLMME NNOPPAQ OJJRR SSJJ TTJJ TJTOU VAWX TYZA2| I THE PARROT AND THE FALCON | A |
| MY Afghan poet friend | B |
| With this made his message end | B |
| 'The scroll around my wall shows two the poets have known | C |
| The parrot and falcon they | D |
| The parrot hangs on his spray | D |
| And silent the falcon sits with brooding and baleful eyes | E |
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| Men come to me one says | F |
| 'We have given your verses praise | G |
| And we will keep your name abreast of the newer names | H |
| But you must make what accords | I |
| With poems that are household words | J |
| Your own write familiar things to your hundred add a score ' | - |
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| My friend they would bestow | K |
| Fame for a shadow show | K |
| And they would pay with praise for things dead as last year's leaves | L |
| But I look where the parrot stilled | M |
| Hangs a head with rumours filled | M |
| And I watch where my falcon turns her brooding and baleful eyes | E |
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| Come to my shoulder Sit | N |
| To the bone be your talons knit | N |
| I have sworn my friends shall have no parrot speech from me | O |
| Who reads the verse I write | P |
| Shall know the falcon's flight | P |
| The vision single and sure the conquest of air and sun | A |
| Is there aught else worthy to weave within your banners' folds | Q |
| Is there aught else worthy to grave on the blades of your naked swords ' | - |
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| II UMIMAH | O |
| Saadi the Poet stood up and he put forth his living words | J |
| His songs were the hurtling of spears and his figures the flashing of swords' | J |
| With hearts dilated the tribe saw the creature of Saadi's mind | R |
| It was like to the horse of a king a creature of fire and of wind | R |
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| Umimah my loved one was by me without love did these eyes see my fawn | S |
| And if fire there were in her being for me its splendour was gone | S |
| When the sun storms up on the tent it makes waste the fire of the grass | J |
| It was thus with my loved one's beauty the splendour of song made it pass | J |
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| The desert the march and the onset these and these only avail | T |
| Hands hard with the handling of spear shafts brows white with the press of the mail' | T |
| And as for the kisses of women these are honey the poet sings | J |
| But the honey of kisses beloved it is lime for the spirit's wings | J |
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| III THE GADFLY | T |
| Ye know not why God hath joined the horse fly unto the horse | J |
| Nor why the generous steed should be yoked with the poisonous fly | T |
| Lest the steed should sink into ease and lose his fervour of limb | O |
| God hath bestowed on him this a lustful and venomous bride | U |
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| Never supine lie they the steeds of our folk to the sting | V |
| Praying for deadness of nerve with wounds the shame of the sun | A |
| They strive but they strive for this the fullness of passionate nerve | W |
| They pant but they pant for this the speed that outstrips the pain | X |
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| Sons of the Dust ye have stung there is darkness upon my soul | T |
| Sons of the Dust ye have stung yea stung to the roots of my heart | Y |
| But I have said in my breast the birth succeeds to the pang | Z |
| And Sons of the Dust behold your malice becomes my song | A2 |
Padraic Colum
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