The Meeting Of The Centuries Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCADEEDFGGFHIIH J KLMMNNOO B PPQRSTUU B VWPPXXYY B ZZA2A2B2B2C2C2 B HHD2D2E2E2F2F2 B G2G2H2H2WWI2J2

A CURIOUS vision on mine eyes unfurledA
In the deep night I saw or seemed to seeB
Two Centuries meet and sit down vis a visC
Across the great round table of the worldA
One with suggested sorrows in his mienD
And on his brow the furrowed lines of thoughtE
And one whose glad expectant presence broughtE
A glow and radiance from the realms unseenD
Hand clasped with hand in silence for a spaceF
The Centuries sat the sad old eyes of oneG
As grave paternal eyes regard a sonG
Gazing upon that other eager faceF
And then a voice as cadenceless and grayH
As the sea's monody in winter timeI
Mingled with tones melodious as the chimeI
Of bird choirs singing in the dawns of MayH
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THE OLD CENTURY SPEAKSJ
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By you Hope stands With me Experience walksK
Like a fair jewel in a faded boxL
In my tear rusted heart sweet pity liesM
For all the dreams that look forth from your eyesM
And those bright hued ambitions which I knowN
Must fall like leaves and perish in Time's snowN
Even as my soul's garden stands bereftO
I give you pity 'tis the one gift leftO
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THE NEW CENTURYB
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Nay nay good friend not pity but GodspeedP
Here in the morning of my life I needP
Counsel and not condolence smiles not tearsQ
To guide me through the channels of the yearsR
Oh I am blinded by the blaze of lightS
That shines upon me from the InfiniteT
Blurred is my vision by the close approachU
To unseen shores whereon the times encroachU
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THE OLD CENTURYB
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Illusion all illusion List and hearV
The Godless cannons booming far and nearW
Flaunting the flag of Unbelief with GreedP
For pilot lo the pirate age in speedP
Bears on to ruin War's most hideous crimesX
Besmirch the record of these modern timesX
Degenerate is the world I leave to youY
My happiest speech to earth will be adieuY
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THE NEW CENTURYB
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You speak as one too weary to be justZ
I hear the guns I see the greed and lustZ
The death throes of a giant evil fillA2
The air with riot and confusion IllA2
Ofttimes makes fallow ground for Good and WrongB2
Builds Right's foundation when it grows too strongB2
Pregnant with promise is the hour and grandC2
The trust you leave in my all willing handC2
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THE OLD CENTURYB
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As one who throws a flickering taper's rayH
To light departing feet my shadowed wayH
You brighten with your faith Faith makes the manD2
Alas that my poor foolish age outranD2
Its early trust in God The death of artE2
And progress follows when the world's hard heartE2
Casts out religion 'Tis the human brainF2
Men worship now and heaven to them means gainF2
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THE NEW CENTURYB
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Faith is not dead tho' priest and creed may passG2
For thought has leavened the whole unthinking massG2
And man looks now to find the God withinH2
We shall talk more of love and less of sinH2
In this new era We are drawing nearW
Unatlassed boundaries of a larger sphereW
With awe I wait till Science leads us onI2
Into the full effulgence of its dawnJ2

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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