The Reward Of Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHHJKJ FLMLNOFO PFNFLQRQ JNNNFLAL

Why do we make our musicA
Oh blind dark strings replyB
Because we dwell in a strange landC
And remember a lost skyB
We ask no leaf of the laurelD
We know what fame is worthE
But our songs break out of our winterF
As the flowers break out on the earthE
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And we dream of the unknown comradeG
In the days when we lie deadH
Who shall open our book in the sunlightI
And read as ourselves have readH
On a lonely hill by a firwoodH
With whispering seas belowJ
And murmur a song we made himK
Ages and ages agoJ
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If making his may time sweeterF
With dews of our own dead mayL
One pulse of our own dead heart stringsM
Awake in his heart that dayL
We would pray for no richer guerdonN
No praise from the careless throngO
For song is the cry of a loverF
In quest of an answering songO
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As a child might run to his eldersP
With news of an opening flowerF
We should walk with our young companionN
And talk to his heart for an hourF
As once by my own green firwoodL
And once by a Western seaQ
Thank God my own good comradesR
Have walked and talked with meQ
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Too mighty to make men sorrowJ
Too weak to heal their painN
Though they that remember the hawthornN
May find their heaven againN
We are moved by a deeper hungerF
We are bound by a stronger cordL
For love is the heart of our musicA
And love is its one rewardL

Alfred Noyes



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