Is Life Worth Living? Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Is life worth living Yes so long	A
As Spring revives the year	B
And hails us with the cuckoo's song	A
To show that she is here	C
So long as May of April takes	D
In smiles and tears farewell	E
And windflowers dapple all the brakes	D
And primroses the dell	E
While children in the woodlands yet	F
Adorn their little laps	G
With ladysmock and violet	H
And daisy chain their caps	G
While over orchard daffodils	I
Cloud shadows float and fleet	J
And ousel pipes and laverock trills	I
And young lambs buck and bleat	J
So long as that which bursts the bud	J
And swells and tunes the rill	K
Makes springtime in the maiden's blood	J
Life is worth living still	K
	-
Life not worth living Come with me	L
Now that through vanishing veil	M
Shimmers the dew on lawn and lea	L
And milk foams in the pail	M
Now that June's sweltering sunlight bathes	I
With sweat the striplings lithe	N
As fall the long straight scented swathes	I
Over the crescent scythe	O
Now that the throstle never stops	I
His self sufficing strain	P
And woodbine trails festoon the copse	I
And eglantine the lane	P
Now rustic labour seems as sweet	J
As leisure and blithe herds	I
Wend homeward with unweary feet	J
Carolling like the birds	I
Now all except the lover's vow	Q
And nightingale is still	K
Here in the twilight hour allow	Q
Life is worth living still	K
	-
When Summer lingering half forlorn	R
On Autumn loves to lean	S
And fields of slowly yellowing corn	R
Are girt by woods still green	S
When hazel nuts wax brown and plump	T
And apples rosy red	J
And the owlet hoots from hollow stump	T
And the dormouse makes its bed	J
When crammed are all the granary floors	I
And the Hunter's moon is bright	J
And life again is sweet indoors	I
And logs again alight	J
Aye even when the houseless wind	J
Waileth through cleft and chink	U
And in the twilight maids grow kind	J
And jugs are filled and clink	U
When children clasp their hands and pray	V
Be done Thy heavenly will ''	-
Who doth not lift his voice and say	V
Life is worth living still''	K
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Is life worth living Yes so long	A
As there is wrong to right	J
Wail of the weak against the strong	A
Or tyranny to fight	J
Long as there lingers gloom to chase	I
Or streaming tear to dry	W
One kindred woe one sorrowing face	I
That smiles as we draw nigh	W
Long as at tale of anguish swells	I
The heart and lids grow wet	J
And at the sound of Christmas bells	I
We pardon and forget	J
So long as Faith with Freedom reigns	I
And loyal Hope survives	I
And gracious Charity remains	I
To leaven lowly lives	I
While there in one untrodden tract	J
For Intellect or Will	K
And men are free to think and act	J
Life is worth living still	K
	-
Not care to live while English homes	I
Nestle in English trees	I
And England's Trident Sceptre roams	I
Her territorial seas	I
Not live while English songs are sung	X
Wherever blows the wind	J
And England's laws and England's tongue	X
Enfranchise half mankind	J
So long as in Pacific main	P
Or on Atlantic strand	J
Our kin transmit the parent strain	P
And love the Mother Land	J
So long as in this ocean Realm	Y
Victoria and her Line	Z
Retain the heritage of the helm	Y
By loyalty divine	Z
So long as flashes English steel	K
And English trumpets shrill	K
He is dead already who doth not feel	K
Life is worth living still	K

Alfred Austin

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