Colin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDDEFFEGE HBIIHJBKKLMNNNO OJJNN PPQRQRSSTUUVT WBWWBXYXYIZIZ| Who'll dive for the dead men now | A |
| Since Colin is gone | B |
| Who'll feel for the anguished brow | A |
| Since Colin is gone | B |
| True Feeling is not confined | C |
| To the learned or lordly mind | C |
| Nor can it be bought and sold | D |
| In exchange for an Alp of gold | D |
| For Nature that never lies | E |
| Flings back with indignant scorn | F |
| The counterfeit deed still born | F |
| In the face of the seeming wise | E |
| In the Janus face of the huckster race | G |
| Who barter her truths for lies | E |
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| Who'll wrestle with dangers dire | H |
| Since Colin is gone | B |
| Who'll fearlessly brave the maniac wave | I |
| Thoughtless of self human life to save | I |
| Unmoved by the storm fiend's ire | H |
| Who Shadrach like will walk through fire | J |
| Since Colin is gone | B |
| Or hang his life on so frail a breath | K |
| That there's but a step 'twixt life and death | K |
| For Courage is not the heritage | L |
| Of the nobly born and many a sage | M |
| Has climbed to the temple of fame | N |
| And written his deathless name | N |
| In letters of golden flame | N |
| Who on glancing down | O |
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| From his high renown | O |
| Saw his unlettered sire | J |
| Still by the old log fire | J |
| Saw the unpolished dame | N |
| And the dunghill from which he came | N |
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| Ah ye who judge the dead | P |
| By the outward lives they led | P |
| And not by the hidden worth | Q |
| Which none but God can see | R |
| Ye who would spurn the earth | Q |
| That covers such as he | R |
| Would ye but bare your hearts | S |
| Cease to play borrowed parts | S |
| And come down from your self built throne | T |
| How few from their house of glass | U |
| As the gibbering secrets pass | U |
| Would dare to fling whether serf or king | V |
| The first accusing stone | T |
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| Peace peace to his harmless dust | W |
| Since Colin is gone | B |
| We can but hope and trust | W |
| Man judgeth but God is just | W |
| Poor Colin is gone | B |
| Had he faults His heart was true | X |
| And warm as the summer's sun | Y |
| Had he failings Ay but few | X |
| 'Twas an honest race he run | Y |
| Let him rest in the poor man's grave | I |
| Ye who grant him no higher goal | Z |
| There may be a curse on the hands that gave | I |
| But not on his simple soul | Z |
Charles Sangster
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