To Men Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEAA FFGG HHII JJKK LLMM NNOO PPQQ RRGG SSTT UUVV| Sirs when you pity us I say | A |
| You waste your pity Let it stay | A |
| Well corked and stored upon your shelves | B |
| Until you need it for yourselves | B |
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| We do appreciate God's thought | C |
| In forming you before He brought | C |
| Us into life His art was crude | D |
| But oh so virile in its rude | D |
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| Large elemental strength and then | E |
| He learned His trade in making men | E |
| Learned how to mix and mould the clay | A |
| And fashion in a finer way | A |
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| How fine that skilful way can be | F |
| You need but lift your eyes to see | F |
| And we are glad God placed you there | G |
| To lift your eyes and find us fair | G |
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| Apprentice labour though you were | H |
| He made you great enough to stir | H |
| The best and deepest depths of us | I |
| And we are glad he made you thus | I |
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| Ay we are glad of many things | J |
| God strung our hearts with such fine strings | J |
| The least breath movces them and we hear | K |
| Music where silence greets your ear | K |
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| We suffer so but women's souls | L |
| Like violet powder dropped on coals | L |
| Give forth their best in anguish Oh | M |
| The subtle secrets that we know | M |
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| Of joy in sorrow strange delights | N |
| Of ecstasy in pain filled nights | N |
| And mysteries of gain in loss | O |
| Known but to Christ upon the Cross | O |
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| Our tears are pitiful to you | P |
| Look how the heaven reflecting dew | P |
| Dissolves its life in tears The sand | Q |
| Meanwhile lies hard upon the strand | Q |
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| How could your pity find a place | R |
| For us the mothers of the race | R |
| Men may be fathers unaware | G |
| So poor the title is you wear | G |
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| But mothers Who that crown adorns | S |
| Knows all its mingled blooms and thorns | S |
| And she whose feet that path hath trod | T |
| Has walked upon the heights with God | T |
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| No offer us not pity's cup | U |
| There is no looking down or up | U |
| Between us eye looks straight in eye | V |
| Born equals so we live and die | V |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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