The Child And The Mill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JKLK MNEN OPP OQDQ RDOD STUT VWXW YRZR A2B2C2B2 D2OE2| Better a pauper penniless asleep on the kindly | A |
| sod | B |
| Better a gipsy houseless but near to the heart | C |
| of God | B |
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| That beats for ears not dulled by the clanking | D |
| wheels of care | E |
| Better starvation and freedom hope and the good | F |
| fresh air | E |
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| Than death to the Something in him that was | G |
| born to laugh and dream | H |
| That was kin to the idle lilies and the ripples of | I |
| the stream | H |
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| For out of the dreams of childhood that careless | J |
| come and go | K |
| The boy gains strength unknowing that the Man | L |
| will prove and know | K |
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| But these fools with their lies and their dollars | M |
| their mills and their bloody hands | N |
| Who make a god of a wheel who worship their | E |
| whirring bands | N |
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| They are flinging the life of a people raw to the | O |
| brute machines | P |
| Dull eyed weary and old old in his early teens | P |
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| Stunted and stupid and twisted marred in the | O |
| mills of grief | Q |
| Can your factories fashion a Man of this thing | D |
| a Man and a Chief | Q |
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| Dumb is the heart of him now at the time when | R |
| his heart should sing | D |
| Wasters of body and brain what race will the | O |
| future bring | D |
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| What of the nation's nerve whenas swift crises | S |
| come | T |
| What of the brawn that should heave the guns on | U |
| the beck of the drum | T |
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| Thieves of body and soul who can neither think | V |
| nor feel | W |
| Swine eyed priests of little false gods of gold and | X |
| steel | W |
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| Bow to your obscene altars worship your loud | Y |
| mills then | R |
| Feed to Moloch and Baal the brawn and brains | Z |
| of men | R |
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| But silent and watchful and hidden forever over | A2 |
| all | B2 |
| The masters brood of those Mills that grind | C2 |
| exceeding small | B2 |
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| And it needs no occult art nor magic to foreshow | D2 |
| That a people who sow defeat they will reap the | O |
| thing they sow | E2 |
Don Marquis
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