Life's Slacker Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCC EFEGHIHI HJHJKCKC CCCCCCCC

The saddest sort of death to dieA
Would be to quit the game called lifeB
And know beneath the gentle skyA
You'd lived a slacker in the strifeB
That nothing men on earth would findC
To mark the spot that you had filledD
That you must go and leave behindC
No patch of soil your hands had tilledC
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I know no greater shame than thisE
To feel that yours were empty yearsF
That after death no man would missE
Your presence in this vale of tearsG
That you had breathed the fragrant airH
And sat by kindly fires that burnI
And in earth's riches had a shareH
But gave no labor in returnI
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Yet some men die this way nor careH
They enter and they leave life's doorJ
And at the end their record's bareH
The world's no better than beforeJ
A few false tears are shed and thenK
In busy service they're forgotC
We have no time to mourn for menK
Who lived on earth but served it notC
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A man in perfect peace to dieC
Must leave some mark of toil behindC
Some building towering to the skyC
Some symbol that his heart was kindC
Some roadway where strange feet may treadC
That out of gratitude he madeC
He cannot bravely look aheadC
Unless his debt to life is paidC

Edgar Albert Guest



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