On The Death Of Smet-smet, The Hippopotamus- Goddess Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCDD EFCGCHIJI KCCLL EMCMCHIJI| Song of a tribe of the ancient Egyptians | A |
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| The Priests within the Temple | B |
| She was wrinkled and huge and hideous She was our Mother | C |
| She was lustful and lewd but a God we had none other | C |
| In the day She was hidden and dumb but at nightfall moaned in the shade | D |
| We shuddered and gave Her Her will in the darkness we were afraid | D |
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| The People without | E |
| She sent us pain | F |
| And we bowed before Her | C |
| She smiled again | G |
| And bade us adore Her | C |
| She solaced our woe | H |
| And soothed our sighing | I |
| And what shall we do | J |
| Now God is dying | I |
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| The Priests within | K |
| She was hungry and ate our children how should we stay Her | C |
| She took our young men and our maidens ours to obey Her | C |
| We were loathed and mocked and reviled of all nations that was our pride | L |
| She fed us protected us loved us and killed us now She has died | L |
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| The People without | E |
| She was so strong | M |
| But death is stronger | C |
| She ruled us long | M |
| But Time is longer | C |
| She solaced our woe | H |
| And soothed our sighing | I |
| And what shall we do | J |
| Now God is dying | I |
Rupert Brooke
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