Beast And Man In India Poem Rhyme Scheme

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They killed a Child to please the Gods	A
In Earth's young penitence	A
And I have bled in that Babe's stead	B
Because of innocence	A
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I bear the sins of sinful men	C
That have no sin of my own	D
They drive me forth to Heaven's wrath	E
Unpastured and alone	D
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I am the meat of sacrifice	A
The ransom of man's guilt	F
For they give my life to the altar knife	G
Wherever shrine is built	F
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The Goat	H
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Between the waving tufts of jungle grass	A
Up from the river as the twilight falls	A
Across the dust beclouded plain they pass	A
On to the village walls	A
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Great is the sword and mighty is the pen	C
But over all the labouring ploughman's blade	I
For on its oxen and its husbandmen	C
An Empire's strength is laid	I
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The Oxen	C
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The torn boughs trailing o'er the tusks aslant	I
The saplings reeling in the path he trod	I
Declare his might our lord the Elephant	I
Chief of the ways of God	I
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The black bulk heaving where the oxen pant	I
The bowed head toiling where the guns careen	C
Declare our might our slave the Elephant	I
And servant of the Queen	C
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The Elephant	I
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Dark children of the mere and marsh	J
Wallow and waste and lea	K
Outcaste they wait at the village gate	I
With folk of low degree	K
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Their pasture is in no man's land	I
Their food the cattle's scorn	C
Their rest is mire and their desire	L
The thicket and the thorn	C
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But woe to those that break their sleep	M
And woe to those that dare	N
To rouse the herd bull from his keep	M
The wild boar from his lair	N
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Pigs and Buffaloes	A
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The beasts are very wise	A
Their mouths are clean of lies	A
They talk one to the other	L
Bullock to bullock's brother	L
Resting after their labours	A
Each in stall with his neighbours	A
But man with goad and whip	O
Breaks up their fellowship	O
Shouts in their silky ears	A
Filling their soul with fears	A
When he has ploughed the land	I
He says quot They understand quot	I
But the beasts in stall together	L
Freed from the yoke and tether	L
Say as the torn flanks smoke	P
quot Nay 'twas the whip that spoke quot	I

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