Poems On The Slave Trade - Sonnet Iii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDEFFGHGH| Oh he is worn with toil the big drops run | A |
| Down his dark cheek hold hold thy merciless hand | B |
| Pale tyrant for beneath thy hard command | B |
| O'erwearied Nature sinks The scorching Sun | A |
| As pityless as proud Prosperity | C |
| Darts on him his full beams gasping he lies | D |
| Arraigning with his looks the patient skies | D |
| While that inhuman trader lifts on high | E |
| The mangling scourge Oh ye who at your ease | F |
| Sip the blood sweeten'd beverage thoughts like these | F |
| Haply ye scorn I thank thee Gracious God | G |
| That I do feel upon my cheek the glow | H |
| Of indignation when beneath the rod | G |
| A sable brother writhes in silent woe | H |
Robert Southey
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