What Do Poets Want With Gold? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CCDDEEFFEEAAGGHHIIJJ KKK LMNM OOPPQQOORRSSTTT

What do poets want with goldA
Cringing slaves and cushioned easeB
Are not crusts and garments oldA
Better for their souls than theseB
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Gold is but the juggling rodC
Of a false usurping godC
Graven long ago in hellD
With a sombre stony spellD
Working in the world foreverE
Hate is not so strong to severE
Beating human heart from heartF
Soul from soul we shrink and partF
And no longer hail each otherE
With the ancient name of brotherE
Give the simple poet goldA
And his song will die of coldA
He must walk with men that reelG
On the rugged path and feelG
Every sacred soul that isH
Beating very near to hisH
Simple human careless freeI
As God made him he must beI
For the sweetest song of birdJ
Is the hidden tenor heardJ
In the dusk an even flushK
From the forest's inner hushK
Of the simple hermit thrushK
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What do poets want with loveL
Flowers that shiver out of handM
And the fervid fruits that proveN
Only bitter broken sandM
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Poets speak of passion bestO
When their dreams are undistressedO
And the sweetest songs are sungP
E'er the inner heart is stungP
Let them dream 'tis better soQ
Ever dream but never knowQ
If the their spirits once have drainedO
All that goblet crimson stainedO
Finding what they dreamed divineR
Only earthly sluggish wineR
Sooner will the warm lips paleS
And the flawless voices failS
Sooner come the drooping wingT
And the afterdays that bringT
No such songs as did the springT

Archibald Lampman



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