The Gold Fields Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCADEDEFF| Here is a tale the North Wind sang to me | A |
| Hell hath set Mammon o'er a frozen land | B |
| Crowned him with gold put gold into his hand | B |
| And men forsake their God to bow the knee | A |
| Again unto this world old deity | A |
| Whose rule is wheresoe'er man's feet go forth | C |
| Whether they track the grim and icy North | C |
| Or Afric's scorching sweeps of sandy sea | A |
| About his throne they crawl and curse and weep | D |
| The tenfold pangs of darkness and of cold | E |
| Bite at their hearts and hound them as they creep | D |
| Thief like to catch his scattered crumbs of gold | E |
| And over all still burns God's warning scroll | F |
| What profit it if ye shall lose your soul | F |
Charles Hamilton Musgrove
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