A Song For Peace And Honour Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCDBAEEA FGHGHFIJJA KLBMB NMLN OJJJJOPDQP JRSRSJTJJU VWPWPVJXXJ YZUZUYJBBJ JVKVKJA2OOA2 B2VC2VC2B2HCCHTO THE QUEEN | A |
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LADY and Queen for whom our laurels twine | B |
Upon whose head the glories of our land | C |
In one immortal diadem are met | D |
Embodied England in whose woman hand | C |
The sceptre of Imperial sway is set | D |
Receive this song of mine | B |
For you are England and her bays grow green | A |
To deck your brow your goodness lends her grace | E |
And in our hearts your face is as Her face | E |
The Mother Country is the Mother Queen | A |
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We men of England children of her might | F |
With all our Mother's record roll of glory | G |
Great with her greatness noble by her name | H |
Drank with our mothers' milk our Mother's story | G |
And in our veins the splendour of her fame | H |
Made strong our blood and bright | F |
And to her absent sons her name has been | I |
Familiar music heard in distant lands | J |
Heart of our heart and sinews of our hands | J |
England our Mother our Mistress and our Queen | A |
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Out of the thunderous echoes of the past | K |
Through the gold dust of centuries we hear | L |
Her voice 'O children of a royal line | B |
Sons of her heart whom England holdeth dear | M |
Mine was the Past make ye the future mine | B |
All glorious to the last ' | - |
And as we hear her cowards grow to men | N |
And men to heroes and the voice of fear | M |
Is as a whisper in a deaf man's ear | L |
And the dead past is quick in us again | N |
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Her robe is woven of glory and renown | O |
Hers are the golden laden Argosies | J |
And lordship of the wild and watery ways | J |
Her flag is blown across the utmost seas | J |
Dead nations built her throne and kingdoms blaze | J |
For jewels in her crown | O |
Her Empire like a girdle doth enfold | P |
The world her feet upon her foes are set | D |
She wears the steel wrought blood bright amulet | Q |
Won by her children in the days of old | P |
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Yet in a treasury of such gems as these | J |
Which power and sovereignty and kingship fill | R |
To the vast limit of the circling sun | S |
England our Mother in her heart holds still | R |
As her most precious jewel save only one | S |
The priceless pearl of peace | J |
Peace plucked from out the very heart of war | T |
Through the long agony of strenuous years | J |
Made pure by blood and sanctified by tears | J |
A pearl to lie where England's treasures are | U |
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O peaceful English lanes all white with may | V |
O English meadows where the grass grows tall | W |
O red roofed village field and farm and fold | P |
Where the long shadows of the elm trees fall | W |
On the wide pastures which the sun calls gold | P |
And twilit dew calls gray | V |
These are the home the happy cradle place | J |
Of every man who has our English tongue | X |
Sprung from those loins from which our sires have sprung | X |
Heirs of the glory of our mighty race | J |
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Brothers we hold the pearl of priceless worth | Y |
Shall Peace our pearl by us be cast aside | Z |
Is it not more to us than all things are | U |
Nay Peace is precious as the world is wide | Z |
But England's honour is more precious far | U |
Than all the heavens and earth | Y |
Were honour outcast from her supreme place | J |
Our pearl of Peace no more a pearl would shine | B |
But trampled under foot of cowards and swine | B |
Rot in the mire of a deserved disgrace | J |
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Know then O ye our brothers over sea | J |
We will not cast our pearl of Peace away | V |
But holding it we wait and if at last | K |
The whole world came against us in array | V |
If all our glory into darkness passed | K |
Our Empire ceased to be | J |
Yet should we still have chosen the better part | A2 |
Though in the dust our kingdoms were cast down | O |
Though lost were every jewel in our crown | O |
We still should wear our jewel in our heart | A2 |
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So for our Mother's honour if it must | B2 |
Let Peace be lost but lost the worthier way | V |
Not trampled down but given for her sake | C2 |
Who forged of many an iron yesterday | V |
The golden song that gold tongued fame shall wake | C2 |
When we are dust in dust | B2 |
For brotherhood and strife and praise and blame | H |
And all the world even to our very land | C |
Weighed in the balance are as a grain of sand | C |
Against the honour of our English name | H |
Edith Nesbit
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