Good Cheer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DDEFFE GGHIIJ KKLMML NNHOOJ PPQRRQ PPQSSQ PPLTTL UUQVVQ PPQWWQ PPQXYZA2Q B2PB2 C2ZUC2 D2D2PPPP PB2CCE2PPE2 F2F2C2PPC2

So let these songs their story tellA
To all who in the Northland dwellA
Since many friends request itB
That Finland's folk with them belongC
In the wide realm of Northern songC
I grateful must attest itB
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I send these songs and now I findD
Most of them have riot what my mindD
Has deepest borne and favoredE
Some are too hasty some too briefF
Some long in stock have come to griefF
Some with raw youth are flavoredE
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I lived far more than e'er I sangG
Thought ire and mirth unceasing rangG
Around me where I guestedH
To be where loud life's battles callI
For me was well nigh more than allI
My pen on page arrestedJ
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What's true and strong has growing roomK
And will perhaps eternal bloomK
Without black ink's salvationL
And he will be who least it plannedM
But in life's surging dared to standM
The best bard for his nationL
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I heard once of a Spanish feastN
Within the ring a rustic beastN
A horse to fight was fatedH
In came a tiger from his cageO
Who walked about his foe to gaugeO
And crouching down then waitedJ
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The people clapped and laughed and cheeredP
The tiger sprang the horse uprearedP
But none could see him bleedingQ
The tiger tumbling shrinks and backsR
Before the horse's rustic whacksR
Lies on his head naught heedingQ
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Then men and women hooted hissedP
With glaring eyes and clench d fistP
Out o'er the balcony bendingQ
With shouts the tiger's heart they teaseS
Their thirst for blood soon to appeaseS
To onset new him sendingQ
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The people clapped and laughed and cheeredP
The tiger sprang the horse uprearedP
No blood to see was givenL
For fortune held the horse too dearT
To him the tiger could not nearT
In flying curves hoof drivenL
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To say who won I will not tryU
For lo this rustic horse am IU
And on the conflict's goingQ
The city though where it occursV
And where it cheers and laughter stirsV
Is known without my showingQ
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I fight but have no hate or spiteP
From what I love draw gladness brightP
My right to wrath reservingQ
It is my blood my soul that goesW
In every line of all my blowsW
And guides their course unswervingQ
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But as I stand here now to dayP
Nor grudge nor vengeance can me swayP
To think that foes I'm facingQ
So in return some friendship giveX
To one who for theY
causeZ
would liveA2
With love the North embracingQ
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But first my poet path shall beB2
With veneration untoP
theeB2
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Who fill'st the North with wonderC2
In wrath thou dawn didst prophesyZ
Behind the North's dark morning skyU
That lightnings shook and thunderC2
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Then milder thou by sea and slopeD2
The fount of saga faith and hopeD2
Mad'st flow for every peasantP
Now from the snow years' mountain sideP
Thou seest with time's returning tideP
Thine own high image presentP
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ToP
theeB2
then in whose spring of songC
Finland's 'the thousand lakes' belongC
And sound their thrilling sorrowE2
Our Northern soul forever heardP
Keeps watch and ward in poet's wordP
'Gainst Eastern millions' morrowE2
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But when I stand in our own homeF2
One greets me from the starry domeF2
With wealth of light and powerC2
There shines he HENRIK WERGELANDP
Out over Norway's pallid strandP
In memory's clear hourC2

Bjarnstjerne Bjarnson



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