The Feast Of Freedom Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDDE FFFFFF GGHIIH JJKFFK LLMNNM OPFFFF QQAFFA| TO YE KINGS | A |
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| When the Christians were doomed to the lions of old | B |
| By the priest and the praetor combined to uphold | B |
| An idolatrous cause | C |
| Forth they came while the vast Colosseum throughout | D |
| Gathered thousands looked on and they fell 'mid the shout | D |
| Of 'the People's' applause | E |
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| On the eve of that day of their evenings the last | F |
| At the gates of their dungeon a gorgeous repast | F |
| Rich unstinted unpriced | F |
| That the doomed might forsooth gather strength ere they bled | F |
| With an ignorant pity the jailers would spread | F |
| For the martyrs of Christ | F |
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| Oh 'twas strange for a pupil of Paul to recline | G |
| On voluptuous couch while Falernian wine | G |
| Fill'd his cup to the brim | H |
| Dulcet music of Greece Asiatic repose | I |
| Spicy fragrance of Araby Italian rose | I |
| All united for him | H |
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| Every luxury known through the earth's wide expanse | J |
| In profusion procured was put forth to enhance | J |
| The repast that they gave | K |
| And no Sybarite nursed in the lap of delight | F |
| Such a banquet ere tasted as welcomed that night | F |
| The elect of the grave | K |
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| And the lion meantime shook his ponderous chain | L |
| Loud and fierce howled the tiger impatient to stain | L |
| The bloodthirsty arena | M |
| Whilst the women of Rome who applauded those deeds | N |
| And who hailed the forthcoming enjoyment must needs | N |
| Shame the restless hyena | M |
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| They who figured as guests on that ultimate eve | O |
| In their turn on the morrow were destined to give | P |
| To the lions their food | F |
| For behold in the guise of a slave at that board | F |
| Where his victims enjoyed all that life can afford | F |
| Death administering stood | F |
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| Such O monarchs of earth was your banquet of power | Q |
| But the tocsin has burst on your festival hour | Q |
| 'Tis your knell that it rings | A |
| To the popular tiger a prey is decreed | F |
| And the maw of Republican hunger will feed | F |
| On a banquet of Kings | A |
Victor Marie Hugo
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