Poems On The Slave Trade: Sonnet 01 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDECFFEGD| Hold your mad hands for ever on your plain | A |
| Must the gorged vulture clog his beak with blood | B |
| For ever must your Nigers tainted flood | B |
| Roll to the ravenous shark his banquet slain | A |
| Hold your mad hands what daemon prompts to rear | C |
| The arm of Slaughter on your savage shore | D |
| Can hell sprung Glory claim the feast of gore | D |
| With laurels water'd by the widow's tear | E |
| Wreathing his helmet crown lift high the spear | C |
| And like the desolating whirlwinds sweep | F |
| Plunge ye yon bark of anguish in the deep | F |
| For the pale fiend cold hearted Commerce there | E |
| Breathes his gold gender'd pestilence afar | G |
| And calls to share the prey his kindred Daemon War | D |
Robert Southey
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