The Englishman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFG HIJIFEF KHLHMENO

Born in the flesh and bred in the boneA
Some of us harbour stillB
A New World pride and we flaunt or hideC
The Spirit of Bunker HillB
We claim our place as a separate raceD
Or a self created clanE
Till there comes a day when we like to sayF
'We are kin of the Englishman 'G
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For under the front that seems so coldH
And the voice that is wont to stormI
We are certain to find a big broad mindJ
And a heart that is soft and warmI
And he carries his woes in a lordly wayF
As only the great souls canE
And it makes us glad when in truth we sayF
We are kin of the Englishman '-
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He slams his door in the face of the worldK
If he thinks the world too boldH
He will even curse but he opens his purseL
To the poor and the sick and the oldH
He is slow in giving to woman the voteM
And slow to put up her fanE
But he gives her room in the hour of doomN
And dies like an EnglishmanO

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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