The Elder's Rebuke Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CCDEFEGG CCCC HIHI CFCJ HKH CCCCCC

'Listen When your hair like mineA
Takes a tint of silver grayB
When your eyes with dimmer shineA
Watch life's bubbles float awayB
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When you young man have borne like meC
The weary weight of sixty threeC
Then shall penance sore be paidD
For those hours so wildly squanderedE
And the words that now fall deadF
On your ear be deeply ponderedE
Pondered and approved at lastG
But their virtue will be pastG
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'Glorious is the prize of DutyC
Though she be 'a serious power'C
Treacherous all the lures of BeautyC
Thorny bud and poisonous flowerC
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'Mirth is but a mad beguilingH
Of the golden gifted timeI
Love a demon meteor wilingH
Heedless feet to gulfs of crimeI
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'Those who follow earthly pleasureC
Heavenly knowledge will not leadF
Wisdom hides from them her treasureC
Virtue bids them evil speedJ
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'Vainly may their hearts repentingH
Seek for aid in future yearsK
Wisdom scorned knows no relentingH
Virtue is not won by fears '-
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Thus spake the ice blooded elder grayC
The young man scoffed as he turned awayC
Turned to the call of a sweet lute's measureC
Waked by the lightsome touch of pleasureC
Had he ne'er met a gentler teacherC
Woe had been wrought by that pitiless preacherC

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