Willie Pennington Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFFFGAHAIJK

They called me the weakling the simpletonA
For my brothers were strong and beautifulB
While I the last child of parents who had agedC
Inherited only their residue of powerD
But they my brothers were eaten upE
In the fury of the flesh which I had notF
Made pulp in the activity of the senses which I had notF
Hardened by the growth of the lusts which I had notF
Though making names and riches for themselvesG
Then I the weak one the simpletonA
Resting in a little corner of lifeH
Saw a vision and through me many saw the visionA
Not knowing it was through meI
Thus a tree sprangJ
From me a mustard seedK

Edgar Lee Masters



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