Freedom Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDB EFCCEF GHIIGH JKCCJG IILLII MIIIMI NICCNI IIIIII IIDDII OIIIOI LIIILIOut of the heart of the city begotten | A |
Of the labour of men and their manifold hands | B |
Whose souls that were sprung from the earth in her morning | C |
No longer regard or remember her warning | C |
Whose hearts in the furnace of care have forgotten | D |
Forever the scent and the hue of her lands | B |
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Out of the heat of the usurer's hold | E |
From the horrible crash of the strong man's feet | F |
Out of the shadow were pity is dying | C |
Out of the clamour where beauty is lying | C |
Dead in the depth of the struggle for gold | E |
Out of the din and the glare of the street | F |
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Into the arms of our mother we come | G |
Our broad strong mother the innocent earth | H |
Mother of all things beautiful blameless | I |
Mother of hopes that her strength makes tameless | I |
Where the voices of grief and of battle are dumb | G |
And the whole world laughs with the light of her mirth | H |
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Over the fields where the cool winds sweep | J |
Black with the mould and brown with the loam | K |
Where the thin green spears of the wheat are appearing | C |
And the high ho shouts from the smoky clearing | C |
Over the widths where the cloud shadows creep | J |
Over the fields and the fallows we come | G |
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Over the swamps with their pensive noises | I |
Where the burnished cup of the marigold gleams | I |
Skirting the reeds where the quick winds shiver | L |
On the swelling breast of the dimpled river | L |
And the blue of the king fisher hangs and poises | I |
Watching a spot by the edge of the streams | I |
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By the miles of the fences warped and dyed | M |
With the white hot noons and their withering fires | I |
Where the rough bees trample the creamy bosoms | I |
Of the hanging tufts of the elder blossoms | I |
And the spiders weave and the grey snakes hide | M |
In the crannied gloom of the stones and the briers | I |
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Over the meadow land sprouting with thistle | N |
Where the humming wings of the blackbirds pass | I |
Where the hollows are banked with the violets flowering | C |
And the long limbed pendulous elms are towering | C |
Where the robins are loud with their voluble whistle | N |
And the ground sparrow scurries away through the grass | I |
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Where the restless bobolink loiters and woos | I |
Down in the hollows and over the swells | I |
Dropping in and out of the shadows | I |
Sprinkling his music about the meadows | I |
Whistles and little checks and coos | I |
And the tinkle of glassy bells | I |
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Into the dim woods full of the tombs | I |
Of the dead trees soft in their sepulchres | I |
Where the pensive throats of the shy birds hidden | D |
Pipe to us strangely entering unbidden | D |
And tenderly still in the tremulous glooms | I |
The trilliums scatter their white winged stars | I |
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Up to the hills where our tired hearts rest | O |
Loosen and halt and regather their dreams | I |
Up to the hills where the winds restore us | I |
Clearing our eyes to the beauty before us | I |
Earth with the glory of life on her breast | O |
Earth with the gleam of her cities and streams | I |
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Here we shall commune with her and no other | L |
Care and the battle of life shall cease | I |
Men her degenerate children behind us | I |
Only the might of her beauty shall bind us | I |
Full of rest as we gaze on the face of our mother | L |
Earth in the health and the strength of her peace | I |
Archibald Lampman
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