Ode To The Philistines Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAACDEFEFDD GAAAHH IAIAJJ AAAAKK ALALMM NONOAA PAPADD AKAKQQ ADADDD

In an age of Mammon and GreedA
In an age of Humbug and CantB
Where Speech is greater than DeedA
In the reign of the sycophantA
Let us turn from the shameless lips that babble of things DivineC
And shout to the God we know not the Song of the PhilistineD
All hail as you gather and passE
From the mansion and counting houseF
Men with a front of brassE
Men with the soul of a mouseF
Men with the mark of the beast scored as deep on your brows uncleanD
As erst on the brows that quailed neath the scourge of the NazareneD
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Six days shalt thou swindle and lieG
On the seventh tho it soundeth oddA
In the odour of sanctityA
Thou shalt offer the Lord thy GodA
A threepenny bit a doze a start and an unctuous smileH
And a hurried prayer to prosper another six days of guileH
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You have judged by the rich man s ruleI
You have treated your thinkers as dustA
You have honoured the braggart and foolI
Whilst Genius has starved on a crustA
For all that you ask to fit what you call a man for a placeJ
Is a shallow heart a noisy tongue thick hide and a brazen faceJ
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You have sold your daughters for goldA
You have sold your honour for naughtA
And your creed is easily toldA
All things can be offered and boughtA
And you thank the good Lord God in your pews on your bended kneesK
That you live in a cultured age and do cultured things like theseK
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In an age too enlightened and goodA
To call any wrong by its nameL
Millions are crying for foodA
Millions are living in shameL
Millions of human hearts as God knows if he sees and feelsM
Lie bound by the System s chains neath the crunch of the System s wheelsM
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You are slaves to custom and vogueN
You are timid to speak or to moveO
You have worshipped the monied rogueN
You are walled in your narrow grooveO
And the men with the noblest hearts who have aimed at the Highest GoodA
You have trampled them under your feet unheard and misunderstoodA
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For the spirit of old remainsP
That nailed the Christ to the treeA
That brought Galileo to chainsP
And Bruno to tragedyA
For the Philistine altereth not unchanged since the world beganD
He has hindered the march of progress and murdered the thinking manD
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Take heed in your sordid prideA
Take heed in your purse born easeK
For far o er the world and wideA
Grows something greater than theseK
And the throb of the vexed world s heart no system shall cramp in thrallQ
Till the joy and sorrow of each be the joy and sorrow of allQ
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Lo whoever shall stand and fightA
With the tongue or the brain or the penD
For a larger measure of RightA
For the mass of his fellow menD
He is nearer the unknown God than the chiefs of a priestly lineD
His life is a deeper prayer than the cant of the PhilistineD

George Essex Evans



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