Frances E. W. Harper

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Going East Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JKLK MNON CPQP RSTS USCS VBWB XYZY A2XXX XXB2X

She came from the East a fair young brideA
With a light and a bounding heartB
To find in the distant West a homeC
With her husband to make a startB
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He builded his cabin far awayD
Where the prairie flower bloomed wildE
Her love made lighter all his toilF
And joy and hope around him smiledE
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She plied her hands to life's homely tasksG
And helped to build his fortunes upH
While joy and grief like bitter and sweetI
Were mingled and mixed in her cupH
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He sowed in his fields of golden grainJ
All the strength of his manly primeK
Nor music of birds nor brooks nor beesL
Was as sweet as the dollar's chimeK
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She toiled and waited through weary yearsM
For the fortune that came at lengthN
But toil and care and hope deferredO
Had stolen and wasted her strengthN
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The cabin changed to a stately homeC
Rich carpets were hushing her treadP
But light was fading from her eyeQ
And the bloom from her cheek had fledP
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Slower and heavier grew her stepR
While his gold and his gains increasedS
But his proud domain had not the charmT
Of her humble home in the EastS
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Within her eye was a restless lightU
And a yearning that never ceasedS
A longing to see the dear old homeC
She had left in the distant EastS
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A longing to clasp her mother's handV
And nestle close to her heartB
And to feel the heavy cares of lifeW
Like the sun kissed shadows departB
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Her husband was adding field to fieldX
And new wealth to his golden storeY
And little thought the shadow of deathZ
Was entering in at his doorY
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He had no line to sound the depthsA2
Of her tears repressed and unshedX
Nor dreamed 'mid plenty a human heartX
Could be starving but not for breadX
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The hungry heart was stilled at lastX
Its restless baffled yearning ceasedX
A lonely man sat by the bierB2
Of a corpse that was going EastX

Frances E. W. Harper



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