The Slave Dealer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABAB CDEDFD GHGHGH IJIKIK KLJLML NHNHO BPBPBP QLQLQL| From ocean's wave a Wanderer came | A |
| With visage tanned and dun | B |
| His Mother when he told his name | A |
| Scarce knew her long lost son | B |
| So altered was his face and frame | A |
| By the ill course he had run | B |
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| There was hot fever in his blood | C |
| And dark thoughts in his brain | D |
| And oh to turn his heart to good | E |
| That Mother strove in vain | D |
| For fierce and fearful was his mood | F |
| Racked by remorse and pain | D |
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| And if at times a gleam more mild | G |
| Would o'er his features stray | H |
| When knelt the Widow near her Child | G |
| And he tried with her to pray | H |
| It lasted not for visions wild | G |
| Still scared good thoughts away | H |
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| There's blood upon my hands he said | I |
| Which water cannot wash | J |
| It was not shed where warriors bled | I |
| It dropped from the gory lash | K |
| As I whirled it o'er and o'er my head | I |
| And with each stroke left a gash | K |
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| With every stroke I left a gash | K |
| While Negro blood sprang high | L |
| And now all ocean cannot wash | J |
| My soul from murder's dye | L |
| Nor e'en thy prayer dear Mother quash | M |
| That Woman's wild death cry | L |
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| Her cry is ever in my ear | N |
| And it will not let me pray | H |
| Her look I see her voice I hear | N |
| As when in death she lay | H |
| And said 'With me thou must appear | O |
| On God's great Judgment day ' | - |
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| Now Christ from frenzy keep my son | B |
| The woeful Widow cried | P |
| Such murder foul thou ne'er hast done | B |
| Some fiend thy soul belied | P |
| Nay Mother the Avenging One | B |
| Was witness when she died | P |
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| The writhing wretch with furious heel | Q |
| I crushed no mortal nigh | L |
| But that same hour her dread appeal | Q |
| Was registered on high | L |
| And now with God I have to deal | Q |
| And dare not meet His eye | L |
Thomas Pringle
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