Beecher Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFFE

So Beecher's dead His was a great soul tooA
Great as a giant organ is whose reedsB
Hold in them all the souls of all the creedsB
That man has ever taught and never knewA
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When on this mighty instrument He laidC
His hand Who fashioned it our common moanD
Was suppliant in its thundering The toneD
Grew more vivacious when the Devil playedC
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No more those luring harmonies we hearE
And lo already men forget the soundF
They turn retracing all the dubious groundF
O'er which it led them pigwise by the earE

Ambrose Bierce



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