De Te Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCC DEDEEFEFF GHGHHIHII BJBJJHJHH KLKLLBLBB BMBMMNONN PQPQQRQRR STUTTBTBB VEVEEOEOO WBWBBBBBB

A burning glass of burnished brassA
The calm sea caught the noontide raysB
And sunny slopes of golden grassA
And wastes of weed flower seem to blazeB
Beyond the shining silver greysB
Beyond the shades of denser bloomC
The sky line girt with glowing hazeB
The farthest faintest forest gloomC
And the everlasting hills that loomC
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We heard the hound beneath the moundD
We scared the swamp hawk hovering nighE
We had not sought for that we foundD
He lay as dead men only lieE
With wan cheek whitening in the skyE
Through the wild heath flowers white and redF
The dumb brute that had seen him dieE
Close crouching howl'd beside the headF
Brute burial service o'er the deadF
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The brow was rife with seams of strifeG
A lawless death made doubly plainH
The ravage of a reckless lifeG
The havoc of a hurricaneH
Of passions through that breadth of brainH
Like headlong horses that had runI
Riot regardless of the reinH
Madman he might have lived and doneI
Better than most men whispered oneI
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The beams and blots that Heaven allotsB
To every life with life beginJ
Fool would you change the leopard's spotsB
Or blanch the Ethiopian's skinJ
What more could he have hoped to winJ
What better things have thought to gainH
So shapen so conceived in sinJ
No life is wholly void and vainH
Just and unjust share sun and rainH
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Were new life sent and life misspentK
Wiped out if such to God seemed goodL
Would he being as he was repentK
Or could he even if he wouldL
Who heeded not things understoodL
Though dimly even in savage landsB
By some who worship stone or woodL
Or bird or beast or who stretch handsB
Sunward on shining Eastern sandsB
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And crime has cause Nay never pauseB
Idly to feel a pulseless wristM
Brace up the massive square shaped jawsB
Unclench the stubborn stiff'ning fistM
And close those eyes through film and mistM
That kept the old defiant glareN
And answer wise PsychologistO
Whose science claims some little shareN
Of truth what better things lay thereN
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Aye thought and mind were there some kindP
Of faculty that men mistakeQ
For talent when their wits are blindP
An aptitude to mar and breakQ
What others diligently makeQ
This was the worst and best of himR
Wise with the cunning of the snakeQ
Brave with the she wolf's courage grimR
Dying hard and dumb torn limb from limbR
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And you Brown you're a doctor cureS
You can't but you can kill and heT
Witness his mark he signed last yearU
And now he signs John Smith J PT
We'll hold our inquest now we threeT
I'll be your coroner for onceB
I think old Oswald ought to beT
Our foreman Jones is such a dunceB
There's more brain in the bloodhound's sconceB
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No man may shirk the allotted workV
The deed to do the death to dieE
At least I think so neither TurkV
Nor Jew nor infidel am IE
And yet I wonder when I tryE
To solve one question may or mustO
And shall I solve it by and byE
Beyond the dark beneath the dustO
I trust so and I only trustO
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Aye what they will such trifles killW
Comrade for one good deed of yoursB
Your history shall not help to fillW
The mouths of many brainless boorsB
It may be death absolves or curesB
The sin of life 'Twere hazardousB
To assert so If the sin enduresB
Say only God who has judged him thusB
Be merciful to him and usB

Adam Lindsay Gordon



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