Sic Vos Non Vobis Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCBDD EFEFDDFGG DHDHDDHDD IJIJCKJLL MNMNOONDD DDDDPQDDDYe that the untrod paths have braved | A |
With heart and brain unbound | B |
Who ask not that your souls be saved | A |
But that the Truth be found | B |
Whose fiery cross is borne unseen | C |
Whose meek brows bleeding but serene | C |
With only thorns are crowned | B |
Who still and steadfast stand for Right | D |
Though none acclaim and none requite | D |
- | |
Who learn how little is the sum | E |
Of all that Truth can teach | F |
And where the serried boundaries come | E |
That bar your utmost reach | F |
For whom so sage no saint can find | D |
A clue to aught that lies behind | D |
For whom the preachers preach | F |
Only to leave ye at the door | G |
That opens to their knock no more | G |
- | |
Who listening in the trackless night | D |
Hearing no bugle call | H |
Still fight undaunted the good fight | D |
And never fail or fall | H |
Who standing on an inch of ground | D |
Feel the Infinities around | D |
Yet dare to face it all | H |
And keep the life ye hold in trust | D |
Safe from besetting moth and rust | D |
- | |
Life tragic mystery of Man | I |
Strange tale of joy and grief | J |
Chaff for the errant winds to fan | I |
A bubble bright and brief | J |
That floats and shines and bursts unseen | C |
And leaves no trace where it has been | K |
Like thistle down and leaf | J |
That in soft airs of autumn dance | L |
The helpless sport of Fate and Chance | L |
- | |
Ye who can see the case so clear | M |
And scorn to cringe and moan | N |
Who follow humbly without fear | M |
The soul's behest alone | N |
Content to suffer for the sake | O |
Of faithful manhood and to make | O |
A loftier stepping stone | N |
A straighter way a smoother street | D |
For tread of unborn children's feet | D |
- | |
Ye whom the children's sorrows rend | D |
And who despise the smart | D |
Who walk uprightly to the end | D |
With an undoubting heart | D |
To take the guerdon of your pain | P |
Death with no hope to live again | Q |
Ye have the better part | D |
Salt of the world that keeps it sound | D |
Kings that shall yet be throned and crowned | D |
Ada Cambridge
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Sic Vos Non Vobis poem by Ada Cambridge
Best Poems of Ada Cambridge