Heretic's Tragedy, The Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BACBDBB EBFGB BH A IBIBBABABA E AHAHJKJKLMEK ANANLILI B I K EOEOKPKP B P K AJAJAAAAK K AQAERKR B K ABABBEBE B E K SDSDBFBF B F B BABABTBT B T B SKSKBUBU A U BA MIDDLE AGE INTERLUDE | A |
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ROSA MUNDI SEU FULCITE ME FLORIBUS | B |
A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT | A |
CANON REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS BY THE BAR | C |
YPRES CITY CANTUQUE Virgilius | B |
AND HATH OFTEN BEEN SUNG | D |
AT HOCK TIDE AND FESTIVALES GAVISUS | B |
ERAM Jessides | B |
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It would seem to be a glimpse from the | E |
burning of Jacques du Bourg Mulay at Paris | B |
A D as distorted by the refraction from | F |
Flemish brain to brain during the course of | G |
a couple of centuries | B |
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Molay was Grand Master of the Templars | B |
when that order was suppressed in | H |
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I | - |
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PREADMONISHETH THE ABBOT DEODAET | A |
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The Lord we look to once for all | I |
Is the Lord we should look at all at once | B |
He knows not to vary saith Saint Paul | I |
Nor the shadow of turning for the nonce | B |
See him no other than as he is | B |
Give both the infinitudes their due | A |
Infinite mercy but I wis | B |
As infinite a justice too | A |
Organ plagal cadence | B |
As infinite a justice too | A |
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II | - |
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ONE SINGETH | E |
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John Master of the Temple of God | A |
Falling to sin the Unknown Sin | H |
What he bought of Emperor Aldabrod | A |
He sold it to Sultan Saladin | H |
Till caught by Pope Clement a buzzing there | J |
Hornet prince of the mad wasps' hive | K |
And clipt of his wings in Paris square | J |
They bring him now to be burned alive | K |
And wanteth there grace of lute or | L |
clavicithern ye shall say to confirm | M |
him who singeth | E |
We bring John now to be burned alive | K |
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III | - |
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In the midst is a goodly gallows built | A |
'Twixt fork and fork a stake is stuck | N |
But first they set divers tumbrils a tilt | A |
Make a trench all round with the city muck | N |
Inside they pile log upon log good store | L |
Faggots no few blocks great and small | I |
Reach a man's mid thigh no less no more | L |
For they mean he should roast in the sight of all | I |
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CHORUS | B |
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We mean he should roast in the sight of all | I |
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IV | K |
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Good sappy bavins that kindle forthwith | E |
Billets that blaze substantial and slow | O |
Pine stump split deftly dry as pith | E |
Larch heart that chars to a chalk white glow | O |
Then up they hoist me John in a chafe | K |
Sling him fast like a hog to scorch | P |
Spit in his face then leap back safe | K |
Sing Laudes'' and bid clap to the torch | P |
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CHORUS | B |
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Laus Deo who bids clap to the torch | P |
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V | K |
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John of the Temple whose fame so bragged | A |
Is burning alive in Paris square | J |
How can he curse if his mouth is gagged | A |
Or wriggle his neck with a collar there | J |
Or heave his chest which a band goes round | A |
Or threat with his fist since his arms are spliced | A |
Or kick with his feet now his legs are bound | A |
Thinks John I will call upon Jesus Christ | A |
Here one crosseth himself | K |
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VI | K |
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Jesus Christ John had bought and sold | A |
Jesus Christ John had eaten and drunk | Q |
To him the Flesh meant silver and gold | A |
Salv a reverenti a | E |
Now it was Saviour bountiful lamb | R |
I have roasted thee Turks though men roast me | K |
See thy servant the plight wherein I am | R |
Art thou a saviour Save thou me '' | - |
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CHORUS | B |
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'Tis John the mocker cries Save thou me '' | - |
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VII | K |
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Who maketh God's menace an idle word | A |
Saith it no more means what it proclaims | B |
Than a damsel's threat to her wanton bird | A |
For she too prattles of ugly names | B |
Saith he knoweth but one thing what he knows | B |
That God is good and the rest is breath | E |
Why else is the same styled Sharon's rose | B |
Once a rose ever a rose he saith | E |
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CHORUS | B |
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O John shall yet find a rose he saith | E |
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VIII | K |
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Alack there be roses and roses John | S |
Some honied of taste like your leman's tongue | D |
Some bitter for why roast gaily on | S |
Their tree struck root in devil's dung | D |
When Paul once reasoned of righteousness | B |
And of temperance and of judgment to come | F |
Good Felix trembled he could no less | B |
John snickering crook'd his wicked thumb | F |
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CHORUS | B |
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What cometh to John of the wicked thumb | F |
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IX | B |
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Ha ha John plucketh now at his rose | B |
To rid himself of a sorrow at heart | A |
Lo petal on petal fierce rays unclose | B |
Anther on anther sharp spikes outstart | A |
And with blood for dew the bosom boils | B |
And a gust of sulphur is all its smell | T |
And lo he is horribly in the toils | B |
Of a coal black giant flower of hell | T |
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CHORUS | B |
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What maketh heaven That maketh hell | T |
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X | B |
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So as John called now through the fire amain | S |
On the Name he had cursed with all his life | K |
To the Person he bought and sold again | S |
For the Face with his daily buffets rife | K |
Feature by feature It took its place | B |
And his voice like a mad dog's choking bark | U |
At the steady whole of the Judge's face | B |
Died Forth John's soul flared into the dark | U |
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SUBJOINETH THE ABBOT DEODAET | A |
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God help all poor souls lost in the dark | U |
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Fagots | B |
Robert Browning
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