Milton-s Appeal To Cromwell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A ABCDAEFGHIJJJK IJJLJMMNOLPAQ PLJJLRSTUVWIJMILXMJJ YAZA2EYB2B2JLMMYB2JB 2B2MLB2MJJJL YC2PMMLVDJANAJAD2JB2 D2PJB2JB2B2IE2JJJNJJ JB2F2III| CROMWELL Act III sc iv | A |
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| Stay I no longer can contain myself | A |
| But cry you Look on John who bares his mind | B |
| To Oliver to Cromwell Milton speaks | C |
| Despite a kindling eye and marvel deep | D |
| A voice is lifted up without your leave | A |
| For I was never placed at council board | E |
| To speak my promptings When awed strangers come | F |
| Who've seen Fox Mazarin wince at the stings | G |
| In my epistles and bring admiring votes | H |
| Of learned colleges they strain to see | I |
| My figure in the glare the usher utters | J |
| 'Behold and hearken that's my Lord Protector's | J |
| Cousin that his son in law that next' who cares | J |
| Some perfumed puppet 'Milton ' 'He in black | K |
| Yon silent scribe who trims their eloquence ' | - |
| Still 'chronicling small beer ' such is my duty | I |
| Yea one whose thunder roared through martyr bones | J |
| Till Pope and Louis Grand quaked on their thrones | J |
| And echoed 'Vengeance for the Vaudois ' where | L |
| The Sultan slumbers sick with scent of roses | J |
| He is but the mute in this seraglio | M |
| 'Pure' Cromwell's Council | M |
| But to be dumb and blind is overmuch | N |
| Impatient Issachar kicks at the load | O |
| Yet diadems are burdens painfuller | L |
| And I would spare thee that sore imposition | P |
| Dear brother Noll I plead against thyself | A |
| Thou aim'st to be a king and in thine heart | Q |
| What fool has said 'There is no king but thou ' | - |
| For thee the multitude waged war and won | P |
| The end thou art of wrestlings and of prayer | L |
| Of sleepless watch long marches hunger tears | J |
| And blood prolifically spilled homes lordless | J |
| And homeless lords The mass must always suffer | L |
| That one should reign the collar's but newly clamp'd | R |
| And nothing but the name thereon is changed | S |
| Master still masters mark you not the red | T |
| Of shame unutterable in my sightless white | U |
| Still hear me Cromwell speaking for your sake | V |
| These fifteen years we to you whole devoted | W |
| Have sought for Liberty to give it thee | I |
| To make our interests your huckster gains | J |
| The king a lion slain that you may flay | M |
| And wear the robe well worthily I say't | I |
| For I will not abase my brother | L |
| No I would keep him in the realm serene | X |
| My own ideal of heroes loved o'er Israel | M |
| And higher placed by me than all the others | J |
| And such for tinkling titles hollow haloes | J |
| Like that around yon painted brow thou thou | Y |
| Apostle hero saint dishonor thyself | A |
| And snip and trim the flag of Naseby field | Z |
| As scarf on which the maid of honor's dog | A2 |
| Will yelp some summer afternoon That sword | E |
| Shrink into a sceptre brilliant bauble Thou | Y |
| Thrown on a lonely rock in storm of state | B2 |
| Brain turned by safety's miracle thou risest | B2 |
| Upon the tott'ring stone whilst ocean ebbs | J |
| And reeking of no storms to come to morrow | L |
| Or to morrow deem that a certain pedestal | M |
| Whereon thou'lt be adored for e'er e'en while | M |
| It shakes o'ersets the rider Tremble thou | Y |
| For he who dazzles makes men Samson blind | B2 |
| Will see the pillars of his palace kiss | J |
| E'en at the whelming ruin Then what word | B2 |
| Of answer from your wreck when I demand | B2 |
| Account of Cromwell glory of the people | M |
| Smothered in ashes through the dust thou'lt hear | L |
| 'What didst thou with thy virtue ' Will it respond | B2 |
| 'When battered helm is doffed how soft is purple | M |
| On which to lay the head lulled by the praise | J |
| Of thousand fluttering fans of flatterers | J |
| Wearied of war horse gratefully one glides | J |
| In gilded barge or in crowned velvet car | L |
| From gay Whitehall to gloomy Temple Bar ' | - |
| Where had you slipt that head were bleaching now | Y |
| And that same rabble splitting for a hedge | C2 |
| Had joined their rows to cheer the active headsman | P |
| Perchance in mockery they'd gird the skull | M |
| With a hop leaf crown Bitter the brewing Noll | M |
| Are crowns the end all of ambition Remember | L |
| Charles Stuart and that they who make can break | V |
| This same Whitehall may black its front with crape | D |
| And this broad window be the portal twice | J |
| To lead upon a scaffold Frown or laugh | A |
| Laugh on as they did at Cassandra's speech | N |
| But mark the prophetess was right Still laugh | A |
| Like the credulous Ethiop in his faith in stars | J |
| But give one thought to Stuart two for yourself | A |
| In his appointed hour all was forthcoming | D2 |
| Judge axe and deathsman veiled and my poor eyes | J |
| Descry as would thou saw'st a figure veiled | B2 |
| Uplooming there afar like sunrise coming | D2 |
| With blade that ne'er spared Judas 'midst free brethren | P |
| Stretch not the hand of Cromwell for the prize | J |
| Meant not for him nor his Thou growest old | B2 |
| The people are ever young Like her i' the chase | J |
| Who drave a dart into her lover embowered | B2 |
| Piercing the incense clouds the popular shaft | B2 |
| May slay thee in a random shot at Tyranny | I |
| Man friend remain a Cromwell in thy name | E2 |
| Rule and if thy son be worthy he and his | J |
| So rule the rest for ages be it grander thus | J |
| To be a Cromwell than a Carolus | J |
| No lapdog combed by wantons but the watch | N |
| Upon the freedom that we won Dismiss | J |
| Your flatterers let no harpings no gay songs | J |
| Prevent your calm dictation of good laws | J |
| To guard to fortify and keep enlinked | B2 |
| England and Freedom Be thine old self alone | F2 |
| And make above all else accorded me | I |
| My most desired claim on all posterity | I |
| That thou in Milton's verse wert foremost of the free | I |
Victor Marie Hugo
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