In Exile Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAC DEDEDFGH IJIJIJKL MNMNMNOO APAPQPRR STSTSTOO UOUOUOVW

Since that day till now our life is one unbrokenA
paradise We live a true brotherly life Every eveningB
after supper we take a seat under the mighty oak and singB
our songs Extract from a letter of a RussianA
refugee in TexasC
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Twilight is here soft breezes bow the grassD
Day's sounds of various toil break slowly offE
The yoke freed oxen low the patient assD
Dips his dry nostril in the cool deep troughE
Up from the prairie the tanned herdsmen passD
With frothy pails guiding with voices roughF
Their udder lightened kine Fresh smells of earthG
The rich black furrows of the glebe send forthH
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After the Southern day of heavy toilI
How good to lie with limbs relaxed brows bareJ
To evening's fan and watch the smoke wreaths coilI
Up from one's pipe stem through the rayless airJ
So deem these unused tillers of the soilI
Who stretched beneath the shadowing oak tree stareJ
Peacefully on the star unfolding skiesK
And name their life unbroken paradiseL
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The hounded stag that has escaped the packM
And pants at ease within a thick leaved dellN
The unimprisoned bird that finds the trackM
Through sun bathed space to where his fellows dwellN
The martyr granted respite from the rackM
The death doomed victim pardoned from his cellN
Such only know the joy these exiles gainO
Life's sharpest rapture is surcease of painO
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Strange faces theirs wherethrough the Orient sunA
Gleams from the eyes and glows athwart the skinP
Grave lines of studious thought and purpose runA
From curl crowned forehead to dark bearded chinP
And over all the seal is stamped thereonQ
Of anguish branded by a world of sinP
In fire and blood through ages on their nameR
Their seal of glory and the Gentiles' shameR
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Freedom to love the law that Moses broughtS
To sing the songs of David and to thinkT
The thoughts Gabirol to Spinoza taughtS
Freedom to dig the common earth to drinkT
The universal air for this they soughtS
Refuge o'er wave and continent to linkT
Egypt with Texas in their mystic chainO
And truth's perpetual lamp forbid to waneO
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Hark through the quiet evening air their songU
Floats forth with wild sweet rhythm and glad refrainO
They sing the conquest of the spirit strongU
The soul that wrests the victory from painO
The noble joys of manhood that belongU
To comrades and to brothers In their strainO
Rustle of palms and Eastern streams one hearsV
And the broad prairie melts in mist of tearsW

Emma Lazarus



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