Zoheyr Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCADBEDFGHD IJKLMCNOPQRSMTMDDB TDDTUTBBDDTBTDTBUDVT DTTDJOBTDUWUTBBT BDBTTTTDJXAATTTTTTDT JTTTJD TTATDDJTDDDTDTAYTJTT TZTTTDDDTA2| Woe is me for 'Ommi 'Aufa Woe for the tents of her | A |
| lost on thy stony plain Durr j on thine Muteth llemi | B |
| In R kmat yn I found our dwelling faint lines how desolate | C |
| tent markstraced like the vein tracings blue on the wrists of her | A |
| Large eyed there the wild kine pastured white roes how fearlessly | D |
| leaped their fawns beside them startled I in the midst of them | B |
| Twenty years abroad I wander Lo here I stand to day | E |
| hardly know the remembered places seek I how painfully | D |
| Here our hearth stones stand ay blackened still with her cooking pots | F |
| here our tent trench squarely graven grooved here our camel trough | G |
| Love when my eyes behold thy dwelling to it I call aloud | H |
| Blessed be thou O house of pleasure greeting and joy to thee | D |
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| Friend of my soul Dost thou behold them Say are there maidens there | I |
| camel borne high in their howdahs over the J rthum spring | J |
| Say are their curtains lined with scarlet sanguine embroideries | K |
| veiling them from eyes of all men rose tinted coverings | L |
| Slantwise up El Sub an they mounted high set the pass of it | M |
| With them the new born morning's beauty fair faced and fortunate | C |
| At the blink of dawn they rose and laded Now ere the sun is up | N |
| point they far to W dy Ras straight as hand points to mouth | O |
| Joy Sweet joy of joys Fair visions human in tenderness | P |
| dear to the human eye that truly sees them and understands | Q |
| As the scarlet fringe of f nna seed pods no lip hath browsed upon | R |
| so is the dye of their scarlet wool new fringing the camping grounds | S |
| And they came to the watering pool in the red rocks blue black the depths of it | M |
| And they planted the tent poles straight and fairly firm for a dwelling place | T |
| They have left Kan an on the far right hand dark crowned the crest of it | M |
| How many foes in El Kan an And friends too ah how many | D |
| But they came to El Sub an in their might impetuous beautiful | D |
| they in their howdahs of scarlet wool O friend dost thou look on them | B |
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| I have sworn by the most illustrious dwelling shrine of processioners | T |
| house revered of Kor ysh and J rhum founded in piety | D |
| I have sworn my praise to the two chieftains men of what hardihood | D |
| prompt todo when need shall call them light deeds and doughty deeds | T |
| Strove ye well ye Lords of M rra what though the clans of you | U |
| long had drwoned in blood their friendship drowned it in war clamours | T |
| Ye with Abs and D bi n that day ye persuaded them | B |
| spite of feud and their death dealing perfumes of m nshami | B |
| For thus ye spake Let peace be garnered all the fair wealth of it | D |
| based onpay and fair exchanges ours to establish it | D |
| Theirs the peace and yours the glory high names and dignities | T |
| you the nobletwain prevailing purging the rage of them | B |
| Lo in Ma d ye stand exalted ye the high guided ones | T |
| He who a booty brings of glory shall he not share in it | D |
| Healing of wounds ye dealed in hundreds hundreds of debt camels | T |
| guiltless you for the death guilty ending the feud of them | B |
| Tribe and tribe you paid the ransom what though the hands of you | U |
| clean were of blood and the red shedding ay the least cup of it | D |
| Yet ye brought the payment bravely all your fair heritage | V |
| camels yours by right of plunder these and your earmarked ones | T |
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| Ho To the oath bound tribes a greeting Have ye not sworn to it | D |
| Ay and to D bi n a message Will ye not keep the peace | T |
| For you may not hide from God your dealings what though in secrecy | T |
| deep in your heart of hearts you seal it Nathless He knoweth it | D |
| Knoweth and taketh note in patience sure of His reckoning | J |
| till the day of the great counting waiteth or hasteneth | O |
| War Ye have learned it all its teachings well have ye tasted them | B |
| These no tales are that I tell you Each is a certainty | T |
| A smouldering coal ye flung it lightly blindly despising it | D |
| Lo into raging flame it leapeth wind lit destroyeth you | U |
| Ye are ground as corn by Hate's ill grinding flat on her grinding skin | W |
| Nay a too fruitful camel she Twins hath she borne to you | U |
| Sinister sons of fear and anger milk fed on bitterness | T |
| dark as his A d's their nursing Lo she is weaned of them | B |
| And her hand is large to rain you harvests evil the wealth of them | B |
| No such plenty Ir k hath garnered hell grain and hate money | T |
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| Ay by my life the kin was noble Yet did it fare with them | B |
| ill when they the peace terms flouted D mdem's the sin of it | D |
| His Hus yn's who held his counsel hiding the thought in him | B |
| yielding naught and naught revealing steeled in his stubbornness | T |
| For he thought My end will I accomplish No ill shall come to me | T |
| fenced and armed with might behind me warriors horse riders | T |
| Proud he stood nor feared the tent lords what though Om K shami | T |
| watched them near the vulture mother eyeing the multitude | D |
| Strode he forth full armed a wild beast fierce for the blood letting | J |
| mane and claws unclipped a lion Who shall his anger brave | X |
| Fearless one who doth his vengeance swift on his wrongdoer | A |
| one who unassailed yet rendeth he the first injurer | A |
| And they pastured there their fair milch camels drove to the waterings | T |
| drank of the full pools brimming over gall in the hearts of them | T |
| This side and that by blood divided rank hate the meat of them | T |
| poison grass to their herds' hurting mired in blood bitterness | T |
| Yet by thy life not these the guilty Clean was the steel of them | T |
| pure of blood Nah k's They slew not him nor Muth llemi | T |
| Shareless sharers of the death due No blood of N ufali | D |
| stood to their account nor W hab's nay nor Mukh zzemi's | T |
| Blameless Clean Yet have I seen them drive to the ransoming | J |
| camel herds untouched unblemished fresh from the rock valleys | T |
| Succour to the tribe that succoured Who but shall haste to them | T |
| in their night of fear of blackness All men shall speed to them | T |
| Since they gave since them the avenger gained not to ill willing | J |
| nay nor suppliant failed of favour Him they abandoned not | D |
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| I am weary of life who bear its burdens fourscore and how many | T |
| years of glory and grief counted Well may he weary be | T |
| I know to day the day before it ay and the days that were | A |
| yet of to morrow I know nothing Blind are the eyes of me | T |
| I have seen Fate strike out in the darkness strike like a blind camel | D |
| some it touched died straight some lingered on to decrepitude | D |
| I have learned that he who giveth nothing deaf to his friends' begging | J |
| loosed shall be to the world's tooth strokes fools' feet shall tread on him | T |
| That he that doeth for his name's sake fair deeds shall further it | D |
| but he that of men's praise is careless dwindleth in dignity | D |
| That he the lord of wealth who spendeth naught of his heaped money | D |
| him his kinsfolk shall hold lightly children shall mouth at him | T |
| That he who keepeth faith shall find faith who in simplicity | D |
| shall pursue the ways accustomed no tongue shall wag at him | T |
| That he who flieth his fate shall meet it not though a sky ladder | A |
| he should climb shall his fear fend him dark death shall noose him down | Y |
| That he who gifteth the unworthy spendthrift through idleness | T |
| praised shall be to his dispraising shamed at his fooldoing | J |
| That he who shall refuse the lance butts borne by the peace bearers | T |
| him the lance heads shall find fenceless naked the flesh of him | T |
| That he who guardeth not his tent floor with the whole might of him | T |
| cold shall be his hearth stone broken ay though he smote at none | Z |
| That he who fleeth his kin shall fare far foes for his guest fellows | T |
| that he who his own face befouleth none else shall honour him | T |
| That he who casteth not the burdens laid on the back of him | T |
| sheer disgrace shall be his portion waged as he merited | D |
| That whatso a man hath by nature wit wealth or vanity | D |
| hidden deep the day shall prove it all shall be manifest | D |
| For how many sat wise while silent yet was their foolishness | T |
| proved wh | A2 |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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