The Poet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACCCCCCDD BEEBFFGHGHI JI CCCCBBBKBLII CEECCCCBBBCCCC MEEMNNOCCOCCThe poet does the prophet's deeds | A |
In times of need with new life pregnant | B |
When strife and suffering are regnant | B |
His faith with light ideal leads | A |
The past its heroes round him posts | C |
He rallies now the present's hosts | C |
The future opes | C |
Before his eyes | C |
Its pictured hopes | C |
He prophesies | C |
Ever his people's forces vernal | D |
The poet frees by right eternal | D |
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He turns the people's trust to doubt | B |
Of heathendom and Moloch terror | E |
'Neath thought of God cold gray with error | E |
He sees grow green each fresh new sprout | B |
Set free these spread abroad above | F |
Bear fruit of power and of love | F |
In each man's soul | G |
And make it warm | H |
And make it whole | G |
In wrath transform | H |
Till light and courage fill the nation | I |
In | - |
life | J |
is God's best revelation | I |
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Away the kingly cloak he tears | C |
And on the people's shoulder places | C |
So it no more need make grimaces | C |
To borrowed clothes some highness wears | C |
But be itself its majesty | B |
In right of spirit dynasty | B |
In saga's light | B |
On heart and brain | K |
In men of might | B |
From its loins ta'en | L |
In will unbiased and unbroken | I |
In manly deed and bold word spoken | I |
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His songs the nation's sins chastise | C |
He hates a lie as truth's high teacher | E |
No Sunday but a weekday preacher | E |
Who suffering still the wrong defies | C |
Against false peace he plies his lance | C |
'Gainst cowardice and ignorance | C |
No bribe he knows | C |
From nation's hand | B |
Nor king's command | B |
But | B |
his | C |
way goes | C |
And when he wavers sorrow scourges | C |
His heart and free of passion purges | C |
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He is a brother of the small | M |
Of women as of all who suffer | E |
The new and weak when waves grow rougher | E |
He steers till fairer breezes fall | M |
Greater he grows without his will | N |
By deeds his calling to fulfil | N |
And near the tomb | O |
To God he sighs | C |
That soon may rise | C |
A richer bloom | O |
To deck his people's soul with flowers | C |
Of beauty far beyond his powers | C |
Bjarnstjerne Bjarnson
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