The Younger Born Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBB CDDE FGFG HHH GCCIIJJKKK LLL MNOPPMQQRRRBBSS TUUVTVWW XMM YYZA2A2M BBB

The modern English speaking young girl is the astonishment of the world and the despair of the older generation Nothing like her has ever been seen or heard before Alike in drawing rooms and the amusement places of the people she defies conventions in dress speech and conduct She is bold yet not immoral She is immodest yet she is chaste She has no ideals yet she is kind and generous She is an anomaly and a paradoxA
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We are the little daughters of Time and the World his wifeB
We are not like the children born in their younger lifeB
We are marred with our mother's follies and torn with our father's strifeB
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We are the little daughters of the modern worldC
And Time her spouseD
She has brought many children to our father's houseD
Before we came when both our parents were contentE
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With simple pleasures and with quiet homely waysF
Modest and mildG
Were the fair daughters born to them in those fair daysF
Modest and mildG
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But Father Time grew restless and longed for a swifter paceH
And our mother pushed out beside him at the cost of her tender graceH
And life was no more living but just a headlong raceH
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And we are wildG
Yea wild are we the younger born of the WorldC
Into life's vortex hurledC
With the milk of our mother's breastI
We drank her own unrestI
And we learned our speech from TimeJ
Who scoffs at the things sublimeJ
Time and the World have hurried soK
They could not help their younger born to growK
We only follow follow where they goK
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They left their high ideals behind them as they ranL
There was but one goal pleasure for Woman or for ManL
And they robbed the nights of slumber to lengthen the days' brief spanL
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We are the demi virgins of the modern dayM
All evil on the earth is known to us in thoughtN
But yet we do it notO
We bare our beauteous bodies to the gaze of menP
We lure them tempt them lead them on and thenP
Lightly we turn awayM
By strong compelling passion we are never stirredQ
To us it is a wordQ
A word much used when tragic tales are toldR
We are the younger born yet we are very oldR
In understanding and our knowledge makes us boldR
Boldly we look at lifeB
Loving its stress and strifeB
And hating all conventions that may mean restraintS
Yet shunning sin's black taintS
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We know wine's tasteT
And the young maiden bloom and sweetness of our lipsU
Is often in eclipseU
Under the brown weed's stainV
Yet we are chasteT
We have no large capacity for joy or painV
But an insatiable appetite for pleasureW
We have no use for leisureW
And never learned the meaning of that word 'repose '-
Life as it goesX
Must spell excitement for us be the cost what mayM
Speeding along the wayM
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We ofttimes pause to do some generous little deedY
And fill the cup of needY
For we are kind at heartZ
Though with less heart than headA2
Unmoral not immoral when the worst is saidA2
We are the product of the modern dayM
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We are the little daughters of Time and the World his wifeB
We are not like the children born in their younger lifeB
We are marred with our mother's follies and torn with our father's strifeB

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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