Freedom Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDB EFCCEF GHIIGH JKCCJG IILLII MIIIMI NICCNI IIIIII IIDDII OIIIOI LIIILI

Out of the heart of the city begottenA
Of the labour of men and their manifold handsB
Whose souls that were sprung from the earth in her morningC
No longer regard or remember her warningC
Whose hearts in the furnace of care have forgottenD
Forever the scent and the hue of her landsB
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Out of the heat of the usurer's holdE
From the horrible crash of the strong man's feetF
Out of the shadow were pity is dyingC
Out of the clamour where beauty is lyingC
Dead in the depth of the struggle for goldE
Out of the din and the glare of the streetF
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Into the arms of our mother we comeG
Our broad strong mother the innocent earthH
Mother of all things beautiful blamelessI
Mother of hopes that her strength makes tamelessI
Where the voices of grief and of battle are dumbG
And the whole world laughs with the light of her mirthH
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Over the fields where the cool winds sweepJ
Black with the mould and brown with the loamK
Where the thin green spears of the wheat are appearingC
And the high ho shouts from the smoky clearingC
Over the widths where the cloud shadows creepJ
Over the fields and the fallows we comeG
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Over the swamps with their pensive noisesI
Where the burnished cup of the marigold gleamsI
Skirting the reeds where the quick winds shiverL
On the swelling breast of the dimpled riverL
And the blue of the king fisher hangs and poisesI
Watching a spot by the edge of the streamsI
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By the miles of the fences warped and dyedM
With the white hot noons and their withering firesI
Where the rough bees trample the creamy bosomsI
Of the hanging tufts of the elder blossomsI
And the spiders weave and the grey snakes hideM
In the crannied gloom of the stones and the briersI
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Over the meadow land sprouting with thistleN
Where the humming wings of the blackbirds passI
Where the hollows are banked with the violets floweringC
And the long limbed pendulous elms are toweringC
Where the robins are loud with their voluble whistleN
And the ground sparrow scurries away through the grassI
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Where the restless bobolink loiters and woosI
Down in the hollows and over the swellsI
Dropping in and out of the shadowsI
Sprinkling his music about the meadowsI
Whistles and little checks and coosI
And the tinkle of glassy bellsI
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Into the dim woods full of the tombsI
Of the dead trees soft in their sepulchresI
Where the pensive throats of the shy birds hiddenD
Pipe to us strangely entering unbiddenD
And tenderly still in the tremulous gloomsI
The trilliums scatter their white winged starsI
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Up to the hills where our tired hearts restO
Loosen and halt and regather their dreamsI
Up to the hills where the winds restore usI
Clearing our eyes to the beauty before usI
Earth with the glory of life on her breastO
Earth with the gleam of her cities and streamsI
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Here we shall commune with her and no otherL
Care and the battle of life shall ceaseI
Men her degenerate children behind usI
Only the might of her beauty shall bind usI
Full of rest as we gaze on the face of our motherL
Earth in the health and the strength of her peaceI

Archibald Lampman



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