The African Chief Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE FGHGIJIJ KLMLNONO PQPRJSJS TUTUVWXW PYPYUSUS TVTVZA2ZB2 QC2QC2OUOUChained in the market place he stood | A |
A man of giant frame | B |
Amid the gathering multitude | C |
That shrunk to hear his name | B |
All stern of look and strong of limb | D |
His dark eye on the ground | E |
And silently they gazed on him | D |
As on a lion bound | E |
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Vainly but well that chief had fought | F |
He was a captive now | G |
Yet pride that fortune humbles not | H |
Was written on his brow | G |
The scars his dark broad bosom wore | I |
Showed warrior true and brave | J |
A prince among his tribe before | I |
He could not be a slave | J |
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Then to his conqueror he spake | K |
My brother is a king | L |
Undo this necklace from my neck | M |
And take this bracelet ring | L |
And send me where my brother reigns | N |
And I will fill thy hands | O |
With store of ivory from the plains | N |
And gold dust from the sands | O |
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Not for thy ivory nor thy gold | P |
Will I unbind thy chain | Q |
That bloody hand shall never hold | P |
The battle spear again | R |
A price thy nation never gave | J |
Shall yet be paid for thee | S |
For thou shalt be the Christian's slave | J |
In lands beyond the sea | S |
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Then wept the warrior chief and bade | T |
To shred his locks away | U |
And one by one each heavy braid | T |
Before the victor lay | U |
Thick were the platted locks and long | V |
And closely hidden there | W |
Shone many a wedge of gold among | X |
The dark and crisped hair | W |
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Look feast thy greedy eye with gold | P |
Long kept for sorest need | Y |
Take it thou askest sums untold | P |
And say that I am freed | Y |
Take it my wife the long long day | U |
Weeps by the cocoa tree | S |
And my young children leave their play | U |
And ask in vain for me | S |
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I take thy gold but I have made | T |
Thy fetters fast and strong | V |
And ween that by the cocoa shade | T |
Thy wife will wait thee long | V |
Strong was the agony that shook | Z |
The captive's frame to hear | A2 |
And the proud meaning of his look | Z |
Was changed to mortal fear | B2 |
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His heart was broken crazed his brain | Q |
At once his eye grew wild | C2 |
He struggled fiercely with his chain | Q |
Whispered and wept and smiled | C2 |
Yet wore not long those fatal bands | O |
And once at shut of day | U |
They drew him forth upon the sands | O |
The foul hyena's prey | U |
William Cullen Bryant
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