The Master Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGHGH IJIJKDKD LGLGMHMH NONPNGNG QRQRSHSH TUTUHGHG

In sea and air in leaf and stoneA
Where er Truth s magic words are writB
Where thousands throng or rapt and loneA
Life was his book He pondered itB
Through page of earth and sun and starC
He heard the swift sweep of the SongD
Of Law and Motion streaming farC
Which seemed to sing The world is wrongD
Men passed him by They brushed asideE
The dreamer in his dreams of lawF
They laughed and left him open eyedE
Fixed on the point that no man sawF
Life is to scheme to love to playG
Strike out for plunder in the fightH
Our fathers did so answered theyG
And they have said The world is rightH
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Men took the baubles at the callI
Men rose to wealth and power and stateJ
But he the mightiest of them allI
Remained because his heart was greatJ
The fool cried Life is but a jestK
The schemer Earth is for the strongD
The thoughtless Why think for the restK
But he cried Nay The world is wrongD
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And friends declined and fortune frownedL
And hope grew dim with health s decayG
The thorns of hardship hedged him roundL
But still he toiled from day to dayG
From clue to clue from year to yearM
From law to law from light to lightH
Till came the triumph flashing clearM
The world is wrong and I am rightH
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The Laws of Life eternal trueN
Swerve not by prayer for that or thisO
A Power hath given the world to youN
And ye have made it what it isP
Why see worth perish what accrueN
Why see greed flourish day by dayG
A Power hath given the world to youN
And ye can make it what ye mayG
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No mourners wept beside his bierQ
Scant homage to his grave was broughtR
He left no wealth behind him hereQ
Only the splendour of his thoughtR
And as the brown earth heaping slowS
Shut the rude coffin from the sightH
One who had known him long agoS
Cried After all the world was rightH
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But Thought is king no clowns can bindT
And Genius in its crowning hourU
Sows deep the seed that for MankindT
Springs centuries hence to splendid flowerU
When by that lonely stone of whiteH
With heads uncovered men shall sayG
The world was wrong and he was rightH
Who died for what we reap to dayG

George Essex Evans



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