The Key-board Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHDEFE JBKBDELE MNKNDEFE

Five and thirty black slavesA
Half a hundred whiteB
All their duty but to singC
For their Queen's delightB
Now with throats of thunderD
Now with dulcet lipsE
While she rules them royallyF
With her finger tipsE
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When she quits her palaceG
All the slaves are dumbH
Dumb with dolour till the QueenI
Back to Court is comeH
Dumb the throats of thunderD
Dumb the dulcet lipsE
Lacking all the sovereigntyF
Of her finger tipsE
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Dusky slaves and pallidJ
Ebon slaves and whiteB
When the Queen was on her throneK
How you sang to nightB
Ah the throats of thunderD
Ah the dulcet lipsE
Ah the gracious tyranniesL
Of her finger tipsE
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Silent silent silentM
All your voices nowN
Was it then her life aloneK
Did your life endowN
Waken throats of thunderD
Waken dulcet lipsE
Touched to immortalityF
By her finger tipsE

William Watson



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