Finis Exoptatus - A Metaphysical Song Poem Rhyme Scheme

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There's something in this world amiss	A
Shall be unriddled by and bye	B
Tennyson	C
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Boot and saddle see the slanting	D
Rays begin to fall	E
Flinging lights and colours flaunting	D
Through the shadows tall	E
Onward onward must we travel	F
When will come the goal	G
Riddle I may not unravel	F
Cease to vex my soul	G
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Harshly break those peals of laughter	H
From the jays aloft	I
Can we guess what they cry after	H
We have heard them oft	I
Perhaps some strain of rude thanksgiving	D
Mingles in their song	J
Are they glad that they are living	D
Are they right or wrong	J
Right 'tis joy that makes them call so	K
Why should they be sad	L
Certes we are living also	K
Shall not we be glad	L
Onward onward must we travel	F
Is the goal more near	M
Riddle we may not unravel	F
Why so dark and drear	M
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Yon small bird his hymn outpouring	D
On the branch close by	B
Recks not for the kestrel soaring	D
In the nether sky	B
Though the hawk with wings extended	N
Poises over head	O
Motionless as though suspended	N
By a viewless thread	O
See he stoops nay shooting forward	P
With the arrow's flight	Q
Swift and straight away to nor'ward	R
Sails he out of sight	Q
Onward onward thus we travel	F
Comes the goal more nigh	B
Riddle we may not unravel	F
Who shall make reply	B
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Ha Friend Ephraim saint or sinner	M
Tell me if you can	S
Tho' we may not judge the inner	M
By the outer man	S
Yet by girth of broadcloth ample	F
And by cheeks that shine	T
Surely you set no example	F
In the fasting line	T
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Could you like yon bird discov'ring	B
Fate as close at hand	U
As the kestrel o'er him hov'ring	B
Still as he did stand	U
Trusting grandly singing gaily	V
Confident and calm	W
Not one false note in your daily	V
Hymn or weekly psalm	X
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Oft your oily tones are heard in	Y
Chapel where you preach	Z
This the everlasting burden	C
Of the tale you teach	Z
We are d d our sins are deadly	V
You alone are heal'd	A2
'Twas not thus their gospel redly	V
Saints and martyrs seal'd	A2
You had seem'd more like a martyr	M
Than you seem to us	B2
To the beasts that caught a Tartar	M
Once at Ephesus	B2
Rather than the stout apostle	V
Of the Gentiles who	C2
Pagan like could cuff and wrestle	V
They'd have chosen you	C2
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Yet I ween on such occasion	C
Your dissenting voice	B2
Would have been in mild persuasion	C
Raised against their choice	B2
Man of peace and man of merit	D2
Pompous wise and grave	E2
Ephraim is it flesh or spirit	D2
You strive most to save	E2
Vain is half this care and caution	C
O'er the earthly shell	V
We can neither baffle nor shun	C
Dark plumed Azrael	V
Onward onward still we wander	M
Nearer draws the goal	V
Half the riddle's read we ponder	M
Vainly on the whole	V
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Eastward in the pink horizon	C
Fleecy hillocks shame	F2
This dim range dull earth that lies on	G2
Tinged with rosy flame	F2
Westward as a stricken giant	H2
Stoops his bloody crest	I2
And tho' vanquished frowns defiant	H2
Sinks the sun to rest	I2
Distant yet approaching quickly	V
From the shades that lurk	B
Like a black pall gathers thickly	V
Night when none may work	B
Soon our restless occupation	C
Shall have ceas'd to be	V
Units in God's vast creation	C
Ciphers what are we	V
Onward onward oh faint hearted	N
Nearer and more near	M
Has the goal drawn since we started	N
Be of better cheer	M
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Preacher all forbearance ask for	M
All are worthless found	J2
Man must aye take man to task for	M
Faults while earth goes round	J2
On this dank soil thistles muster	M
Thorns are broadcast sown	K2
Seek not figs where thistles cluster	M
Grapes where thorns have grown	K2
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Sun and rain and dew from heaven	C
Light and shade and air	M
Heat and moisture freely given	C
Thorns and thistles share	M
Vegetation rank and rotten	C
Feels the cheering ray	M
Not uncared for unforgotten	C
We too have our day	M
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Unforgotten though we cumber	M
Earth we work His will	V
Shall we sleep through night's long slumber	M
Unforgotten still	V
Onward onward toiling ever	M
Weary steps and slow	V
Doubting oft despairing never	M
To the goal we go	V
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Hark the bells on distant cattle	V
Waft across the range	L2
Through the golden tufted wattle	V
Music low and strange	L2
Like the marriage peal of fairies	B2
Comes the tinkling sound	J2
Or like chimes of sweet St Mary's	B2
On far English ground	J2
How my courser champs the snaffle	V
And with nostril spread	O
Snorts and scarcely seems to ruffle	V
Fern leaves with his tread	O
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Cool and pleasant on his haunches	B2
Blows the evening breeze	B2
Through the overhanging branches	B2
Of the wattle trees	B2
Onward to the Southern Ocean	C
Glides the breath of Spring	B
Onward with a dreary motion	C
I too glide and sing	B
Forward forward still we wander	M
Tinted hills that lie	V
In the red horizon yonder	M
Is the goal so nigh	V
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Whisper spring wind softly singing	B
Whisper in my ear	M
Respite and nepenthe bringing	B
Can the goal be near	M
Laden with the dew of vespers	B2
From the fragrant sky	V
In my ear the wind that whispers	B2
Seems to make reply	V
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Question not but live and labour	M
Till yon goal be won	C
Helping every feeble neighbour	M
Seeking help from none	C
Life is mostly froth and bubble	V
Two things stand like stone	C
Kindness in another's trouble	V
Courage in your own	C
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Courage comrades this is certain	C
All is for the best	I2
There are lights behind the curtain	C
Gentiles let us rest	I2
As the smoke rack veers to seaward	P
From the ancient clay	V
With its moral drifting leeward	P
Ends the wanderer's lay	V

Adam Lindsay Gordon

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