The Booker Washington Trilogy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I A NEGRO SERMON SIMON LEGREEA
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To be read in your own variety of negro dialectB
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Legree's big house was white and greenC
His cotton fields were the best to be seenC
He had strong horses and opulent cattleD
And bloodhounds bold with chains that would rattleD
His garret was full of curious thingsE
Books of magic bags of goldF
And rabbits' feet on long twine stringsE
But he went down to the DevilD
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Legree he sported a brass buttoned coatG
A snake skin necktie a blood red shirtH
Legree he had a beard like a goatG
And a thick hairy neck and eyes like dirtH
His puffed out cheeks were fish belly whiteI
He had great long teeth and an appetiteI
He ate raw meat 'most every mealJ
And rolled his eyes till the cat would squealJ
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His fist was an enormous sizeK
To mash poor niggers that told him liesK
He was surely a witch man in disguiseK
But he went down to the DevilD
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He wore hip boots and would wade all dayL
To capture his slaves that had fled awayL
But he went down to the DevilD
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He beat poor Uncle Tom to deathM
Who prayed for Legree with his last breathM
Then Uncle Tom to Eva flewN
To the high sanctoriums bright and newN
And Simon Legree stared up beneathO
And cracked his heels and ground his teethO
And went down to the DevilD
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He crossed the yard in the storm and gloomP
He went into his grand front roomP
He said I killed him and I don't careQ
He kicked a hound he gave a swearQ
He tightened his belt he took a lampR
Went down cellar to the webs and dampR
There in the middle of the mouldy floorS
He heaved up a slab he found a doorS
And went down to the DevilD
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His lamp blew out but his eyes burned brightI
Simon Legree stepped down all nightI
Down down to the DevilD
Simon Legree he reached the placeT
He saw one half of the human raceT
He saw the Devil on a wide green throneU
Gnawing the meat from a big ham boneU
And he said to Mister DevilD
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I see that you have much to eatV
A red ham bone is surely sweetV
I see that you have lion's feetV
I see your frame is fat and fineW
I see you drink your poison wineW
Blood and burning turpentineW
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And the Devil said to Simon LegreeA
I like your style so wicked and freeA
Come sit and share my throne with meA
And let us bark and revelD
And there they sit and gnash their teethO
And each one wears a hop vine wreathO
They are matching pennies and shooting crapsX
They are playing poker and taking napsX
And old Legree is fat and fineW
He eats the fire he drinks the wineW
Blood and burning turpentineW
Down down with the DevilD
Down down with the DevilD
Down down with the DevilD
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II JOHN BROWNY
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To be sung by a leader and chorus the leader singing the body of the poem while the chorus interrupts with the questionZ
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I've been to PalestineW
What did you see in PalestineW
I saw the ark of NoahA2
It was made of pitch and pineW
I saw old Father NoahA2
Asleep beneath his vineW
I saw Shem Ham and JaphetV
Standing in a lineW
I saw the tower of BabelD
In the gorgeous sunrise shineW
By a weeping willow treeA
Beside the Dead SeaA
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I've been to PalestineW
What did you see in PalestineW
I saw abominationsA
And Gadarene swineW
I saw the sinful CanaanitesA
Upon the shewbread dineW
And spoil the temple vesselsA
And drink the temple wineW
I saw Lot's wife a pillar of saltV
Standing in the brineW
By a weeping willow treeA
Beside the Dead SeaA
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I've been to PalestineW
What did you see in PalestineW
Cedars on Mount LebanonZ
Gold in Ophir's mineW
And a wicked generationZ
Seeking for a signW
And Baal's howling worshippersA
Their god with leaves entwineW
AndV
I saw the war horse rampingB2
And shake his forelock fineW
By a weeping willow treeA
Beside the Dead SeaA
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I've been to PalestineW
What did you see in PalestineW
Old John BrownY
Old John BrownY
I saw his gracious wifeC2
Dressed in a homespun gownY
I saw his seven sonsA
Before his feet bow downY
And he marched with his seven sonsA
His wagons and goods and gunsA
To his campfire by the seaA
By the waves of GalileeA
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I've been to PalestineW
What did you see in PalestineW
I saw the harp and psalt'ryA
Played for Old John BrownY
I heard the ram's horn blowD2
Blow for Old John BrownY
I saw the Bulls of BashanY
They cheered for Old John BrownY
I saw the big BehemothE2
He cheered for Old John BrownY
I saw the big LeviathanY
He cheered for Old John BrownY
I saw the Angel GabrielD
Great power to him assignY
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I saw him fight the CanaanitesA
And set God's Israel freeA
I saw him when the war was doneY
In his rustic chair reclineY
By his campfire by the seaA
By the waves of GalileeA
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I've been to PalestineY
What did you see in PalestineY
Old John BrownY
Old John BrownY
And there he sitsA
To judge the worldV
His hunting dogsA
At his feet are curledV
His eyes half closedV
But John Brown seesA
The ends of the earthF2
The Day of DoomP
And his shot gun liesA
Across his kneesA
Old John BrownY
Old John BrownY
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III KING SOLOMON AND THE QUEEN OF SHEBAA2
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A Poem GameG2
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And when the Queen of Sheba heard of the fame of Solomon she came to prove him with hard questionsA
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The men's leader rises as he sees the Queen unveiling and approaching a position that gives her half of the stageH2
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MEN'S LEADERA
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The Queen of Sheba came to see King SolomonY
I was King SolomonY
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He bows three timesA
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I was King SolomonY
I was King SolomonY
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WOMEN'S LEADERA
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I was the QueenY
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She bows three timesA
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I was the QueenY
I was the QueenY
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BOTH LEADERSA
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We will be king and queenY
Reigning on mountains greenY
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They stand together stretching their hands over the landV
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Happy and freeA
For ten thousand yearsA
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BOTH LEADERSA
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King Solomon he had four hundred oxenY
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They stagger forward as through carrying a yoke togetherA
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CONGREGATIONY
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We were the oxenY
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BOTH LEADERSA
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You shall feel goads no moreA
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Here King and Queen pause at the footlightsA
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Walk dreadful roads no moreA
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They walk backward throwing off the yoke and rejoicingB2
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Free from your loadsA
For ten thousand yearsA
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BOTH LEADERSA
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King Solomon he had four hundred sweetheartsA
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The men's leader goes forward the women's leader dances round himI2
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CONGREGATIONY
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We were the sweetheartsA
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Here he pauses at the footlightsA
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BOTH LEADERSA
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You shall dance round againY
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He walks backward Both clap their hands to the measureA
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You shall dance round againY
Cymbals shall sound againY
Cymbals shall sound againY
Wildflowers be foundV
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The Queen appears to gather wildflowersA
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For ten thousand yearsA
Wildflowers be foundV
For ten thousand yearsA
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BOTH LEADERSA
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And every sweetheart had four hundred swansA
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He continues to command the congregation the woman to dance He goes forward to the footlightsA
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CONGREGATIONY
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We were the swansA
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BOTH LEADERSA
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You shall spread wings againY
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The King walks backwardV
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You shall spread wings againY
Fly in soft rings againY
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Here a special dance by the Queen swans flying in circlesA
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Fly in soft rings againY
Swim by cool springsA
For ten thousand yearsA
Swim by cool springsA
For ten thousand yearsA
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MEN'S LEADERA
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King SolomonY
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The refrain King Solomon may be intoned by the men's leader whenever it is needed to enable the women's leader to get to her starting point All the refrains may be likewise usedV
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King SolomonY
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WOMEN'S LEADERA
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The Queen of Sheba asked him like a ladyA
Bowing most politelyA
What makes the roses bloomP
Over the mossy tombP
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They bow to each other then give a pantomime indicating a great rose gardenY
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Driving away the gloomP
Ten thousand yearsA
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MEN'S LEADERA
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King Solomon made answer to the ladyA
Bowing most politelyA
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They bow and confer The Queen reserved but taking cognizance The King wooing with ornate gestures of respect and courtly animationY
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They bloom forever thinking of your beautyA
Your step so queenly and your eyes so lovelyA
These keep the roses fairA
Young and without a careA
Making so sweet the airA
Ten thousand yearsA
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BOTH LEADERSA
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King Solomon he had four hundred sonsA
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The two with a mJ2

Vachel Lindsay



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