Love Thou Thy Land, With Love Far-brought Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC ECCE FGGF CHHC CIIC JCCJ CKKC LCCL MNNM OCCO PCCP QCCQ RSTR CUUC VWWV XOOY CZA2C B2C2C2D2 E2CCF2 CG2G2C GH2I2G J2CCJ2 GZZG

Love thou thy land with love far broughtA
From out the storied past and usedB
Within the present but transfusedB
Thro' future time by power of thoughtA
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True love turn'd round on fixed polesC
Love that endures not sordid endsD
For English natures freemen friendsD
Thy brothers and immortal soulsC
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But pamper not a hasty timeE
Nor feed with crude imaginingsC
The herd wild hearts and feeble wingsC
That every sophister can limeE
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Deliver not the tasks of mightF
To weakness neither hide the rayG
From those not blind who wait for dayG
Tho' sitting girt with doubtful lightF
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Make knowledge circle with the windsC
But let her herald Reverence flyH
Before her to whatever skyH
Bear seed of men and growth of mindsC
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Watch what main currents draw the yearsC
Cut Prejudice against the grainI
But gentle words are always gainI
Regard the weakness of thy peersC
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Nor toil for title place or touchJ
Of pension neither count on praiseC
It grows to guerdon after daysC
Nor deal in watch words overmuchJ
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Not clinging to some ancient sawC
Not master'd by some modern termK
Not swift nor slow to change but firmK
And in its season bring the lawC
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That from Discussion's lip may fallL
With Life that working strongly bindsC
Set in all lights by many mindsC
To close the interests of allL
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For Nature also cold and warmM
And moist and dry devising longN
Thro' many agents making strongN
Matures the individual formM
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Meet is it changes should controlO
Our being lest we rust in easeC
We all are changed by still degreesC
All but the basis of the soulO
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So let the change which comes be freeP
To ingroove itself with that which fliesC
And work a joint of state that pliesC
Its office moved with sympathyP
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A saying hard to shape in actQ
For all the past of Time revealsC
A bridal dawn of thunder pealsC
Wherever Thought hath wedded FactQ
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Even now we hear with inward strifeR
A motion toiling in the gloomS
The Spirit of the years to comeT
Yearning to mix himself with LifeR
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A slow develop'd strength awaitsC
Completion in a painful schoolU
Phantoms of other forms of ruleU
New Majesties of mighty StatesC
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The warders of the growing hourV
But vague in vapor hard to markW
And round them sea and air are darkW
With great contrivances of PowerV
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Of many changes aptly join'dX
Is bodied forth the second wholeO
Regard gradation lest the soulO
Of Discord race the rising windY
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A wind to puff your idol firesC
And heap their ashes on the headZ
To shame the boast so often madeA2
That we are wiser than our siresC
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O yet if Nature's evil starB2
Drive men in manhood as in youthC2
To follow flying steps of TruthC2
Across the brazen bridge of warD2
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If New and Old disastrous feudE2
Must ever shock like armed foesC
And this be true till Time shall closeC
That Principles are rain'd in bloodF2
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Not yet the wise of heart would ceaseC
To hold his hope thro' shame and guiltG2
But with his hand against the hiltG2
Would pace the troubled land like PeaceC
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Not less tho' dogs of Faction bayG
Would serve his kind in deed and wordH2
Certain if knowledge bring the swordI2
That knowledge takes the sword awayG
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Would love the gleams of good that brokeJ2
From either side nor veil his eyesC
And if some dreadful need should riseC
Would strike and firmly and one strokeJ2
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To morrow yet would reap to dayG
As we bear blossom of the deadZ
Earn well the thrifty months nor wedZ
Raw Haste half sister to DelayG

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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