The Mothers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCADEDEFF

Beyond the tumult and the proud acclaimA
Beyond the circle where the glory beatsB
With withering light upon the mighty seatsB
They hear the far resounding trump of fameA
On other lips they hear the one loved nameA
In vaunting or derision and they weepC
To know that they shall never lull to sleepC
Those tired heads crowned with desolating flameA
Beyond the hot arena's baleful glowD
Beyond the towering pomp they dimly seeE
They sit and watch the fateful pageants goD
Through war's red arch or up to CalvaryE
The First Love still within their hearts impearledF
Mothers of all the masters of the worldF

Charles Hamilton Musgrove



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