Poem Delivered On The Fourteenth Anniversary Of California's Admission Into The Union, Septemb Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE FFGGHHIIJJKL MMNNOO PPQQRRSS TTUUVVWWXXNN YYZZA2A2B2B2C2C2D2E2 ZZ A2A2F2F2UUF2G2FFH2H2 EEZZC2I2A2A2

We meet in peace though from our native EastA
The sun that sparkles on our birthday feastA
Glanced as he rose on fields whose dews were redB
With darker tints than those Aurora spreadB
Though shorn his rays his welcome disk concealedC
In the dim smoke that veiled each battlefieldC
Still striving upward in meridian prideD
He climbed the walls that East and West divideD
Saw his bright face flashed back from golden sandE
And sapphire seas that lave the Western landE
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Strange was the contrast that such scenes discloseF
From his high vantage o'er eternal snowsF
There War's alarm the brazen trumpet ringsG
Here his love song the mailed cicala singsG
There bayonets glitter through the forest gladesH
Here yellow cornfields stack their peaceful bladesH
There the deep trench where Valor finds a graveI
Here the long ditch that curbs the peaceful waveI
There the bold sapper with his lighted trainJ
Here the dark tunnel and its stores of gainJ
Here the full harvest and the wain's advanceK
There the Grim Reaper and the ambulanceL
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With scenes so adverse what mysterious bondM
Links our fair fortunes to the shores beyondM
Why come we here last of a scattered foldN
To pour new metal in the broken mouldN
To yield our tribute stamped with Caesar's faceO
To Caesar stricken in the market placeO
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Ah love of country is the secret tieP
That joins these contrasts 'neath one arching skyP
Though brighter paths our peaceful steps exploreQ
We meet together at the Nation's doorQ
War winds her horn and giant cliffs go downR
Like the high walls that girt the sacred townR
And bares the pathway to her throbbing heartS
From clustered village and from crowded martS
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Part of God's providence it was to foundT
A Nation's bulwark on this chosen groundT
Not Jesuit's zeal nor pioneer's unrestU
Planted these pickets in the distant WestU
But He who first the Nation's fate forecastV
Placed here His fountains sealed for ages pastV
Rock ribbed and guarded till the coming timeW
Should fit the people for their work sublimeW
When a new Moses with his rod of steelX
Smote the tall cliffs with one wide ringing pealX
And the old miracle in record toldN
To the new Nation was revealed in goldN
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Judge not too idly that our toils are meanY
Though no new levies marshal on our greenY
Nor deem too rashly that our gains are smallZ
Weighed with the prizes for which heroes fallZ
See where thick vapor wreathes the battle lineA2
There Mercy follows with her oil and wineA2
Or where brown Labor with its peaceful charmB2
Stiffens the sinews of the Nation's armB2
What nerves its hands to strike a deadlier blowC2
And hurl its legions on the rebel foeC2
Lo for each town new rising o'er our StateD2
See the foe's hamlet waste and desolateE2
While each new factory lifts its chimney tallZ
Like a fresh mortar trained on Richmond's wallZ
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For this O brothers swings the fruitful vineA2
Spread our broad pastures with their countless kineA2
For this o'erhead the arching vault springs clearF2
Sunlit and cloudless for one half the yearF2
For this no snowflake e'er so lightly pressedU
Chills the warm impulse of our mother's breastU
Quick to reply from meadows brown and sereF2
She thrills responsive to Spring's earliest tearG2
Breaks into blossom flings her loveliest roseF
Ere the white crocus mounts Atlantic snowsF
And the example of her liberal creedH2
Teaches the lesson that to day we heedH2
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Thus ours the lot with peaceful generous handE
To spread our bounty o'er the suffering landE
As the deep cleft in Mariposa's wallZ
Hurls a vast river splintering in its fallZ
Though the rapt soul who stands in awe belowC2
Sees but the arching of the promised bowI2
Lo the far streamlet drinks its dews unseenA2
And the whole valley wakes a brighter greenA2

Bret Harte



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