Afar Off Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC BDBD EFEF EGEG HBHB IJIJ EKEK HLHL CMCM CICI HHHH NONO CPCP QHRHR BSBS BRBR RTRU HVHV RHRHA | |
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Is it a will o' the wisp or is dawn breaking | B |
That our horizon wears so strange a hue | C |
Is it but one more dream or are we waking | B |
To find at last that dreams are coming true | C |
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Far off and faint a golden line is streaking | B |
The cloudy night that shrouds the life of man | D |
It is the sun that dim eyes have been seeking | B |
Through all blind pathways since the world began | D |
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The sign to weary heart and waiting nation | E |
That day will come to bring them their release | F |
That late or soon through storm and tribulation | E |
Or with slow change the earth shall rest in peace | F |
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That One invoked with half despairing passion | E |
Through years and years of wrong will right us then | G |
Will take away in rude or gentle fashion | E |
The curse that man has laid on brother men | G |
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Ah blessed One our souls go out to meet thee | H |
At whose feet Hope will fold her tired wing | B |
And yet we know not how we ought to greet thee | H |
And take the gifts thy bounteous arms will bring | B |
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Come not O friend with vengeful weapons borrowed | I |
Of them that warred against thee sword and flame | J |
For all alike have suffered and have sorrowed | I |
And all alike have sinned against thy name | J |
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Come thou to men who groan in sore affliction | E |
A breathing spirit of new life and grace | K |
Come in thy robes of light and benediction | E |
That all may recognize thy perfect face | K |
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Yet as thou must come soon for them than need thee | H |
And thou wilt come Deliverer great and strong | L |
Brighten O tender dawn though few may heed thee | H |
And bring the day that we have sought so long | L |
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No class strife then each man against his neighbour | C |
No waste no want to breed the plague of crime | M |
No insolent pomp no hard and sordid labour | C |
No wars no famines in that happier time | M |
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But pleasant homes and good days growing better | C |
Contented hearts throughout the tranquil land | I |
That keep the law in spirit and in letter | C |
Which we have been so dull to understand | I |
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And fruitful work instead of barren duty | H |
With fruitful rest and leisure interweaved | H |
And life made bright with plenty and with beauty | H |
And souls made strong with noble aims achieved | H |
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Great Art no more the plaything of the idle | N |
But nurse and handmaid to all human needs | O |
Great Nature curbed no more with bit and bridle | N |
Nor men's religion crushed in bitter creeds | O |
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Nor sacred Love a crime a jest an error | C |
To keep or lose to give or to suppress | P |
A secret shame an anguish and a terror | C |
A curse to them that it was meant to bless | P |
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All round our narrow lives the tide encroaches | Q |
Distant and dim but spreading far and fast | H |
O Liberty thy longed for reign approaches | R |
That is to give man's birthright back at last | H |
vasts | R |
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And must we go who see the new age dawning | B |
While yet we suffer in the pangs of birth | S |
Nor breathe one breath of the divinest morning | B |
That yet has come to bless our waiting earth | S |
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Oh must we go just when the day is growing | B |
Oh must we waste with vast and vain desires | R |
Like sparks put out when viewless winds are blowing | B |
We lit and quickened with supernal fires | R |
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Are we to read no more the wondrous pages | R |
Of this great tale that evermore goes on | T |
Will suns and stars light up eternal ages | R |
With happier worlds and we alone be gone | U |
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Never to learn the moral of the story | H |
Why we have toiled for what we must not keep | V |
Why we have fought to win no crown of glory | H |
Why we have sown what unborn hands will reap | V |
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Never to learn wherefore our Maker sent us | R |
With these immortal passions in our breast | H |
Ah me Ah me Wherewith can we content us | R |
To know so much and not to know the rest | H |
Ada Cambridge
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