The Weakling Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCABC DEFDEF GBHGBH IJGIJG KLMKLM NBONBO PQRPQR LSJLTJ UJJUJJ JNVJNV VWJVWJ GAJGAJ| I AM a weakling God who made | A |
| The still strong man made also me | B |
| The God who could the tiger plan | C |
| In his lithe splendour unafraid | A |
| A thing of flame and poetry | B |
| That Puissance made of me a Man | C |
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| The One who reared His vast design | D |
| Star atom system germ and soul | E |
| Could fashion forth this tremulous | F |
| And paltry little heart of mine | D |
| The God who could conceive the Whole | E |
| Himself blasphemed in building thus | F |
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| When I dare look the glass within | G |
| The Mene Tekel mark I see | B |
| God made this slinking stunted thing | H |
| This narrowed face this futile chin | G |
| Prisoned a soul deliberately | B |
| Neath these blunt nerves unanswering | H |
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| I see my fellows strong and proud | I |
| Lustful and splendid with desires | J |
| Secure and strenuous within | G |
| God opulently them endowed | I |
| And lit in them immortal fires | J |
| And left me scarcely strength to sin | G |
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| I watch them triumph by afar | K |
| Crashing through life with crude disdain | L |
| Theirs is a universe so wide | M |
| So keen and rich the colours are | K |
| That reach each fine responsive brain | L |
| They are the bridegrooms Life the bride | M |
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| They carry in their veins their fate | N |
| Foredoomed are they to victory | B |
| Their broad brows are a diadem | O |
| Of mastery they but await | N |
| Their long determined destiny | B |
| For at their birth Life laurelled them | O |
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| They have their chance to win to fall | P |
| The fighting chance the deathless hope | Q |
| Their fate they venture to assail | R |
| They chafe for ever at their thrall | P |
| They dare with their despair to cope | Q |
| Superbly strive superbly fail | R |
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| But I starve with a stunted brain | L |
| My vision is so mean and scant | S |
| That every hue it blurs and dulls | J |
| God branded me this brow of Cain | L |
| Put in me this heart hesitant | T |
| And lamed me with a limping pulse | J |
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| I watch them striding on they flout | U |
| Death even then my path I see | J |
| The narrow path the narrow curse | J |
| Ah wonder if I dare to doubt | U |
| If sin of mine prescribed for me | J |
| This mean and niggard universe | J |
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| The end that is upon my face | J |
| And in my wizened soul I wait | N |
| The end that I shall count for good | V |
| Yet they who pass me in the race | J |
| Left me to falter to my fate | N |
| They did not slay me when they should | V |
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| But yet He found that it was good | V |
| Ah surely in the soul of God | W |
| For me some kindly pity is | J |
| Or else I wonder how He could | V |
| Raise me a soul up from the sod | W |
| Lift me from Nothingness to this | J |
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| Yet thin weak lips and woman chin | G |
| Some unknown debt to me is paid | A |
| Some sacrifice I may not see | J |
| I expiate some other s sin | G |
| I am God s weakling He who made | A |
| The still strong man made also me | J |
Arthur Henry Adams
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