To My Friends Poem Rhyme Scheme

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 20 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Letter From The Death Poet.
by Kirabo Anthony
Dark Glory Of Monarch
by Tamanna Majumdar
A Harmful Leaf
by Alhassan Kamara
Tales And Thorns
by Emmanuel Shadrach
Lost And Lonely
by Eshunson Writes
The Cup
by Emmanuel Shadrach
The Call
by Emmanuel Shadrach
Wheels
by Emmanuel Shadrach
Akinyi
by Noaharry
Let Day Come
by Gabriel T. Saah

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2414 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)

Yes my friends that happier times have been	A
Than the present none can contravene	B
That a race once lived of nobler worth	C
And if ancient chronicles were dumb	D
Countless stones in witness forth would come	D
From the deepest entrails of the earth	C
But this highly favored race has gone	E
Gone forever to the realms of night	F
We we live The moments are our own	G
And the living judge the right	F
	-
Brighter zones my friends no doubt excel	H
This the land wherein we're doomed to dwell	H
As the hardy travellers proclaim	I
But if Nature has denied us much	J
Art is yet responsive to our touch	J
And our hearts can kindle at her flame	I
If the laurel will not flourish here	K
If the myrtle is cold winter's prey	L
Yet the vine to crown us year by year	M
Still puts forth its foliage gay	L
	-
Of a busier life 'tis well to speak	N
Where four worlds their wealth to barter seek	N
On the world's great market Thames' broad stream	O
Ships in thousands go there and depart	P
There are seen the costliest works of art	P
And the earth god Mammon reigns supreme	O
But the sun his image only graves	Q
On the silent streamlet's level plain	R
Not upon the torrent's muddy waves	Q
Swollen by the heavy rain	R
	-
Far more blessed than we in northern states	S
Dwells the beggar at the angel gates	S
For he sees the peerless city Rome	T
Beauty's glorious charms around him lie	U
And a second heaven up toward the sky	U
Mounts St Peter's proud and wondrous dome	T
But with all the charms that splendor grants	V
Rome is but the tomb of ages past	W
Life but smiles upon the blooming plants	V
That the seasons round her cast	W
	-
Greater actions elsewhere may be rife	X
Than with us in our contracted life	X
But beneath the sun there's naught that's new	Y
Yet we see the great of every age	Z
Pass before us on the world's wide stage	Z
Thoughtfully and calmly in review	Y
All in life repeats itself forever	A2
Young for ay is phantasy alone	G
What has happened nowhere happened never	A2
That has never older grown	G

Friedrich Schiller

To My Friends Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Write your comment about To My Friends poem by Friedrich Schiller

Recent Interactions*

New Poems

Popular Poets