There Is No God, The Wicked Sayeth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEGEEEHIEIJKIK AILIMNONPQRQ

There is no God the wicked saithA
And truly it's a blessingB
For what He might have done with usC
It's better only guessingB
There is no God a youngster thinksD
or really if there may beE
He surely did not mean a manF
Always to be a babyE
There is no God or if there isG
The tradesman thinks 'twere funnyE
If He should take it ill in meE
To make a little moneyE
Whether there be the rich man saysH
It matters very littleI
For I and mine thank somebodyE
Are not in want of victualI
Some others also to themselvesJ
Who scarce so much as doubt itK
Think there is none when they are wellI
And do not think about itK
But country folks who live beneathA
The shadow of the steepleI
The parson and the parson's wifeL
And mostly married peopleI
Youths green and happy in first loveM
So thankful for illusionN
And men caught out in what the worldO
Calls guilt in first confusionN
And almost everyone when ageP
Disease or sorrows strike himQ
Inclines to think there is a GodR
Or something very like HimQ

Arthur Hugh Clough



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