De Te Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCC DEDEEFEFF GHGHHIHII BJBJJHJHH KLKLLBLBB BMBMMNONN PQPQQRQRR STUTTBTBB VEVEEOEOO WBWBBBBBB| A burning glass of burnished brass | A |
| The calm sea caught the noontide rays | B |
| And sunny slopes of golden grass | A |
| And wastes of weed flower seem to blaze | B |
| Beyond the shining silver greys | B |
| Beyond the shades of denser bloom | C |
| The sky line girt with glowing haze | B |
| The farthest faintest forest gloom | C |
| And the everlasting hills that loom | C |
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| We heard the hound beneath the mound | D |
| We scared the swamp hawk hovering nigh | E |
| We had not sought for that we found | D |
| He lay as dead men only lie | E |
| With wan cheek whitening in the sky | E |
| Through the wild heath flowers white and red | F |
| The dumb brute that had seen him die | E |
| Close crouching howl'd beside the head | F |
| Brute burial service o'er the dead | F |
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| The brow was rife with seams of strife | G |
| A lawless death made doubly plain | H |
| The ravage of a reckless life | G |
| The havoc of a hurricane | H |
| Of passions through that breadth of brain | H |
| Like headlong horses that had run | I |
| Riot regardless of the rein | H |
| Madman he might have lived and done | I |
| Better than most men whispered one | I |
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| The beams and blots that Heaven allots | B |
| To every life with life begin | J |
| Fool would you change the leopard's spots | B |
| Or blanch the Ethiopian's skin | J |
| What more could he have hoped to win | J |
| What better things have thought to gain | H |
| So shapen so conceived in sin | J |
| No life is wholly void and vain | H |
| Just and unjust share sun and rain | H |
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| Were new life sent and life misspent | K |
| Wiped out if such to God seemed good | L |
| Would he being as he was repent | K |
| Or could he even if he would | L |
| Who heeded not things understood | L |
| Though dimly even in savage lands | B |
| By some who worship stone or wood | L |
| Or bird or beast or who stretch hands | B |
| Sunward on shining Eastern sands | B |
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| And crime has cause Nay never pause | B |
| Idly to feel a pulseless wrist | M |
| Brace up the massive square shaped jaws | B |
| Unclench the stubborn stiff'ning fist | M |
| And close those eyes through film and mist | M |
| That kept the old defiant glare | N |
| And answer wise Psychologist | O |
| Whose science claims some little share | N |
| Of truth what better things lay there | N |
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| Aye thought and mind were there some kind | P |
| Of faculty that men mistake | Q |
| For talent when their wits are blind | P |
| An aptitude to mar and break | Q |
| What others diligently make | Q |
| This was the worst and best of him | R |
| Wise with the cunning of the snake | Q |
| Brave with the she wolf's courage grim | R |
| Dying hard and dumb torn limb from limb | R |
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| And you Brown you're a doctor cure | S |
| You can't but you can kill and he | T |
| Witness his mark he signed last year | U |
| And now he signs John Smith J P | T |
| We'll hold our inquest now we three | T |
| I'll be your coroner for once | B |
| I think old Oswald ought to be | T |
| Our foreman Jones is such a dunce | B |
| There's more brain in the bloodhound's sconce | B |
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| No man may shirk the allotted work | V |
| The deed to do the death to die | E |
| At least I think so neither Turk | V |
| Nor Jew nor infidel am I | E |
| And yet I wonder when I try | E |
| To solve one question may or must | O |
| And shall I solve it by and by | E |
| Beyond the dark beneath the dust | O |
| I trust so and I only trust | O |
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| Aye what they will such trifles kill | W |
| Comrade for one good deed of yours | B |
| Your history shall not help to fill | W |
| The mouths of many brainless boors | B |
| It may be death absolves or cures | B |
| The sin of life 'Twere hazardous | B |
| To assert so If the sin endures | B |
| Say only God who has judged him thus | B |
| Be merciful to him and us | B |
Adam Lindsay Gordon
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