The Legend Of Kintu. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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When earth was young and men were fewA
And all things freshly born and newA
Seemed made for blessing not for banB
Kintu the god appeared as manB
Clad in the plain white priestly dressC
He journeyed through the wildernessD
His wife beside A mild faced cowE
They drove and one low bleating lambF
He bore a ripe banana boughE
And she a root of fruitful yamF
This was their worldly worth and storeG
But God can make the little moreG
The glad earth knew his feet her mouldH
Trembled with quickening thrills and stirredI
Miraculous harvests spread and rolledH
The orchards shone with ruddy goldH
The flocks increased increased the herdI
And a great nation spread and grewA
From the swift lineage of the twoA
Peopling the solitary placeJ
A fair and strong and fruitful raceJ
Who knew not pain nor want nor griefK
And Kintu reigned their lord and chiefK
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So sped three centuries alongL
Till Kintu's sons waxed fierce and strongL
They learned to war they loved to slayM
Cruel and dark grew all their facesN
Discordant death cries scared the dayM
Blood stained the green and holy placesN
And drunk with lust with anger hotO
His sons mild Kintu heeded notO
At last the god arose in wrathP
His sandals tied and down the pathP
His wife beside him as of yoreG
He went A cow a single lambF
They took one tuber of the yamF
One yellow podded branch they boreG
Of ripe banana these no moreG
Of all the heaped up harvest storeG
They left the huts they left the tentQ
Nor turned nor cast a backward lookR
Behind the thick boughs met and shookR
They vanished Long with wild lamentQ
Mourned all the tribe in vain in vainS
The gift once given was given no moreG
The grieved god came not againT
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To what far paradise they faredU
That heavenly pair what wildernessD
Their gentle rule next owned and sharedU
Knoweth no man no man can guessC
On secret roads by pathways blindV
The gods go forth and none may findV
But sad the world where God is notO
By man was Kintu soon forgotO
Or named and held as legend dimW
But the wronged earth remembering himW
By scanty fruit and tardy grainS
And silent song revealed her painS
So centuries came and centuries wentQ
And heaped the graves and filled the tentQ
Kings rose and fought their royal wayM
To conquest over heaps of slainS
And reigned a little Then one dayM
They vanished into dust againT
And other kings usurped their placeJ
Who called themselves of Kintu's raceJ
And worshipped Kintu not as heX
The mild benignant deityX
Who held all life a holy thingY
Be it of insect or of kingY
Would have ordained but with wild riteZ
With altars heaped and dolorous criesA2
And savage dance and bale fires lightZ
An unaccepted sacrificeB2
At last when thousand years were flownC2
The great Ma anda filled the throneC2
A prince of generous heart and highD2
Impetuous noble fierce and trueA
His wrath like lightning hurtling byD2
His pardon like the healing dewA
And chiefs and sages swore each oneE2
He was great Kintu's worthiest sonE2
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One night in forests still and deepF2
A shepherd sat to watch his sheepF2
And started as through darkness dimW
A strange voice rang and calmed to himW
Wake there are wonders waiting theeX
Go where the thick mimosas beX
Fringing a little open plainS
Honor and power wouldest thou gainS
Go foolish man to fortune blindV
Follow the stream and thou shall findV
Three several nights the voice was heardI
Louder and more emphatic grownC2
Then at the thrice repeated wordI
The shepherd rose and went aloneC2
Threading the mazes of the streamG2
Like one who wanders in a dreamG2
Long miles he ran the stream besideH2
Which this way that way turned and spedI2
And called and sang a noisy guideH2
At last its vagrant dances ledI2
To where the thick mimosas' shadeJ2
Circled and fringed an open gladeJ2
There the wild streamlet danced awayM
The moon was shining strangely whiteZ
And by its fitful gleaming rayM
The shepherd saw a wondrous sightZ
In the glade's midst each on his matK2
A group of armed warriors satK2
White robed majestic with deep eyesA2
Fixed on him with a stern surpriseA2
And in their midst an aged chiefK
Enthroned sat whose beard like foamL2
Caressed his mighty knees As leafK
Shakes in the wind the shepherd shookR
And veiled his eyes before that lookR
And prayed and thought upon his homeL2
Nor spoke nor moved till the old manB
In voice like waterfall beganB
Shepherd how names himself thy kingY
Ma anda answered shudderingY
The shepherd Good thou speakest wellM2
And now my son I bid thee tellM2
Thy first king's name It was KintuK2
'Tis rightly said thou answerest trueA
Hark To Ma anda Kintu's sonE2
Hasten and bid him fearing naughtK2
Come hither taking thee for guideK2
Thou and he not another oneE2
Not even a dog may run besideK2
Long has Ma anda Kintu soughtK2
With spell and conjuration dimW
Now Kintu has a word for himW
Go do thy errand haste thee henceN2
Kintu insures thy recompenseN2
All night the shepherd ran star ledK2
All the hot day he hastened straightK2
Nor stopped for sleep nor stopped for breadK2
Until he reached the city gateK2
And saw red rays of evening fallO2
On the leaf hutted capitalP2
He sought the king his tale he toldK2
Ma anda faltered not nor stayedK2
He seized his spear he left the tentK2
Shook off the brown arms of his queensQ2
Who clasped his knees with wailing screamsR2
On pain of instant death forbadeK2
That man should spy or follow himW
And down the pathway arching dimW
Fearless and light of heart and boldK2
Followed the shepherd where he wentK2
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But one there was who loved his kingY
Too well to suffer such strange thingY
The chieftain of the host was heX
Next to the monarch in degreeX
And fearing wile or stratagemS2
Menaced the king he followed themT2
With noiseless tread and out of sightK2
So on they fared the forest throughA
From evening shades to dawning lightK2
From damning to the dusk and dewA
The unseen follower and the twoA
Ofttimes the king turned back to scanB
The path but never saw he manB
At last the forest guarded spaceJ
They reached where ranged in order satK2
Each couched upon his braided matK2
The white robed warriors face to faceJ
With their majestic chief The kingY
Albeit unused to fear or aweU2
Bowed down in homage wonderingY
And bent his eyes as fearing to beX
Blinded by rays of deityX
Then asked the mighty voice and calmV2
Art thou Ma anda called I amF
And art thou king The king am ID2
The bold Ma anda made replyD2
Tis rightly spoken but my sonE2
Why hast thou my command forgotK2
That no man with thee to this spotK2
Should come except thy guide aloneC2
No man has come Ma anda saidK2
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Alone we journeyed he and ID2
And often have I turned my headK2
And never living thing could spyD2
None is there on my faith as kingY
A king's word is a weighty thingY
The old man answered Let it beX
But still a man HAS followed theeX
Now answer Ma anda one more thingY
Who first of all thy line was kingY
Kintu the god 'Tis well my sonE2
All creatures Kintu loved not oneE2
Too pitiful or weak or smallO2
He knew them and he loved them allO2
And never did a living thingY
Or bird in air or fish in lakeW2
Endure a pang for Kintu's sakeW2
Then rose his sons of differing mindK2
Who gorged on cruel feasts each dayK2
And bathed in blood and joyed to slayK2
And laughed at pain and sufferingY
Then Kintu sadly went his wayK2
The gods long suffering are and kindK2
Often they pardon long they waitK2
But men are evil men are blindK2
After much tarriance much debateK2
The good gods leave them to their fateK2
So Kintu went where none may findK2
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Each king in turn has sought since thenT
From Chora down the first in lineX2
To win lost Kintu back to menT
Vain was his search and vain were thineX2
Save that the gods have special graceJ
To thee Ma anda Face to faceJ
With Kintu thou shall stand and heX
Shall speak the word of power to theeX
Clasped to his bosom thou shall shareY2
His knowledge of the earth the airY2
And deep things secret things shall learnZ2
But stay the old man's voice grew sternZ2
Before I further speak declareY2
Who is that man in ambush thereY2
There is no man no man I seeX
Deny no longer it is vainS
Within the shadow of the treeX
He lurketh lo behold him plainS
And the king saw for at the wordK2
From covert stole the hidden spyD2
And sought his monarch's side One cryD2
A lion's roar Ma anda gaveA3
Then seized his spear and poised and draveA3
Like lightning bolt it hissed and whirredK2
A flash across the midnight blueA
A single groan a jet of redK2
And pierced and stricken through and throughA
Upon the ground the chief fell deadK2
But still with love no death could chaseJ
His eyes sought out his master's faceJ
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Blent with Ma anda's a wild cryD2
Of many voices rose on highD2
A shriek of anguish and despairY2
Which shook and filled the startled airY2
And when the king his wrath still hotK2
Turned him the little grassy plainS
All lonely in the moonlight layK2
The chiefs had vanished all awayK2
As melted into thin blue windK2
Gone was the old man Stunned and blindK2
For a long moment stood the kingY
He tried to wake he rubbed his eyesA2
As though some fearful dream to endK2
It was no dream this fearful thingY
There was the forest there the skiesA2
The shepherd and his murdered friendK2
With feverish haste bewildered mazedK2
This way and that he vainly spedK2
Beating the air like one half crazedK2
With prayers and cries unnumberedK2
Searching imploring vain all vainS
Only the echoing woods repliedK2
With mocking booms their long aisles throughA
Come back Kintu Kintu KintuK2
And pitiless to all his painS
The unanswering gods his suit deniedK2
At last as dawning slowly creptK2
To day the king sank down and weptK2
A space then lifting as they couldK2
The lifeless burden once a manB
He and the shepherd guide beganB
Their grievous journey through the woodK2
The long and hard and dreary wayK2
Trodden so lightly yesterdayK2
And the third day at evening's fallO2
Gained the leaf hutted capitalP2
There burial rites were duly paidK2
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Like bridegroom decked for banquetingY
The chief adorned his funeral pyreB3
Rare gums and spices fed the fireB3
Perfumes and every precious thingY
And songs were sung and prayers were prayedK2
And priests danced jubilant all dayK2
But prone the king Ma anda layK2
With ashes on his royal crestK2
And groaned and beat upon his breastK2
And called on Kintu loud and wildK2
Father come back forgive thy childK2
Bitter the cry but vain all vainS
The grieved god came not againT

Susan Coolidge (sarah Chauncey Woolsey)



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