The Bulls Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABC DEFEE GHIHH JKJKK LMLMM NONPO| Six bulls I saw as black as jet | A |
| With crimsoned horns and amber eyes | B |
| That chewed their cud without a fret | A |
| And swished to brush away the flies | B |
| Unwitting their soon sacrifice | C |
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| It is the Corpus Christi f ecirc te | D |
| Processions crowd the bannered ways | E |
| Before the alters women wait | F |
| While men unite in hymns of praise | E |
| And children look with angel gaze | E |
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| The bulls know naught of holiness | G |
| To pious pomp their eyes are blind | H |
| Their brutish brains will never guess | I |
| The sordid passions of mankind | H |
| Poor innocents they wait resigned | H |
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| Till in a black room each is penned | J |
| While from above with cruel aim | K |
| Two torturers with lances bend | J |
| To goad their fieriness to flame | K |
| To devil them to play the game | K |
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| The red with rage and mad with fear | L |
| They charge into the roaring ring | M |
| Against the mockery most near | L |
| Of human might their hate they fling | M |
| In futile blind blood boltering | M |
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| And so the day of unction ends | N |
| Six bulls are dragged across the sand | O |
| Ferocity and worship blends | N |
| Religion and red thirst hold hands | P |
| Dear Christ 'Tis hard to understand | O |
Robert William Service
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