Matter For Gratitude Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDCC EFCCGGHHIII CCCCJJKKCCCCLLMM NNOO| Be pleased O Lord to take a people's thanks | A |
| That Thine avenging sword has spared our ranks | A |
| That Thou hast parted from our lips the cup | B |
| And forced our neighbors' lips to drink it up | B |
| Father of Mercies with a heart contrite | C |
| We thank Thee that Thou goest south to smite | C |
| And sparest San Francisco's loins to crack | D |
| Thy lash on Hermosillo's bleeding back | D |
| That o'er our homes Thine awful angel spread | C |
| His wings in vain and Guaymas weeps instead | C |
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| We praise Thee God that Yellow Fever here | E |
| His horrid banner has not dared to rear | F |
| Consumption's jurisdiction to contest | C |
| Her dagger deep in every second breast | C |
| Catarrh and Asthma and Congestive Chill | G |
| Attest Thy bounty and perform Thy will | G |
| These native messengers obey Thy call | H |
| They summon singly but they summon all | H |
| Not as in Mexico's impested clime | I |
| Can Yellow Jack commit recurring crime | I |
| We thank Thee that Thou killest all the time | I |
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| Thy tender mercies Father never end | C |
| Upon all heads Thy blessings still descend | C |
| Though their forms vary Here the sown seeds yield | C |
| Abundant grain that whitens all the field | C |
| There the smit corn stands barren on the plain | J |
| Thrift reaps the straw and Famine gleans in vain | J |
| Here the fat priest to the contented king | K |
| Points out the contrast and the people sing | K |
| There mothers eat their offspring Well at least | C |
| Thou hast provided offspring for the feast | C |
| An earthquake here rolls harmless through the land | C |
| And Thou art good because the chimneys stand | C |
| There templed cities sink into the sea | L |
| And damp survivors howling as they flee | L |
| Skip to the hills and hold a celebration | M |
| In honor of Thy wise discrimination | M |
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| O God forgive them all from Stoneman down | N |
| Thy smile who construe and expound Thy frown | N |
| And fall with saintly grace upon their knees | O |
| To render thanks when Thou dost only sneeze | O |
Ambrose Bierce
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