Willie's Question Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Willie speaksA
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Is it wrong the wish to be greatB
For I do wish it soC
I have asked already my sister KateB
She says she does not knowC
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Yestereve at the gate I stoodD
Watching the sun in the westE
When I saw him look so grand and goodD
It swelled up in my breastE
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Next from the rising moonF
It stole like a silver dartG
In the night when the wind began his tuneF
It woke with a sudden startG
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This morning a trumpet blastH
Made all the cottage quakeI
It came so sudden and shook so fastH
It blew me wide awakeI
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It told me I must make hasteJ
And some great glory winK
For every day was running to wasteJ
And at once I must beginK
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I want to be great and strongL
I want to begin to dayM
But if you think it very wrongL
I will send the wish awayM
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The Father answersO
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Wrong to wish to be greatB
No Willie it is not wrongL
The child who stands at the high closed gateB
Must wish to be tall and strongL
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If you did not wish to growC
I should be a sorry manP
I should think my boy was dull and slowC
Nor worthy of his clanP
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You are bound to be great my boyQ
Wish and get up and doR
Were you content to be little my joyQ
Would be little enough in youR
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Willie speaksA
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Papa papa I'm so gladS
That what I wish is rightT
I will not lose a chance to be hadS
I'll begin this very nightT
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I will work so hard at schoolU
I will waste no time in playM
At my fingers' ends I'll have every ruleU
For knowledge is power they sayM
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I would be a king and reignV
But I can't be that and soC
Field marshal I'll be I think and gainV
Sharp battles and sieges slowC
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I shall gallop and shout and callW
Waving my shining swordX
Artillery cavalry infantry allW
Hear and obey my wordY
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Or admiral I will beZ
Wherever the salt wave runsA2
Sailing fighting over the seaZ
With flashing and roaring gunsA2
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I will make myself hardy and strongL
I will never never give inK
I am so glad it is not wrongL
At once I will beginK
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The Father speaksA
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Fighting and shining alongL
All for the show of the thingB2
Any puppet will mimic the grand and strongL
If you pull the proper stringB2
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Willie speaksA
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But indeed I want to be greatB
I should despise mere showC
The thing I want is the glory stateB
Above the rest you knowC
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The Father answersO
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The harder you run that raceC2
The farther you tread that trackD2
The greatness you fancy before your faceC2
Is the farther behind your backD2
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To be up in the heavens afarE2
Miles above all the restE
Would make a star not the greatest starE2
Only the dreariestE
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That book on the highest shelfF2
Is not the greatest bookG2
If you would be great it must be in yourselfF2
Neither by place nor lookG2
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The Highest is not highH2
By being higher than othersO
To greatness you come not a step more nighH2
By getting above your brothersO
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Willie speaksA
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I meant the boys at schoolU
I did not mean my brotherI2
Somebody first is there the ruleU
It must be me or anotherI2
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The Father answersO
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Oh Willie it's all the sameJ2
They are your brothers allW
For when you say Hallowed be thy nameJ2
Whose Father is it you callW
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Could you pray for such rule to himK2
Do you think that he would hearL2
Must he favour one in a greedy whimK2
Where all are his children dearM2
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It is right to get up and doE
But why outstrip the restE
Why should one of the many be one of the fewE
Why should you think to be bestE
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Willie speaksA
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Then how am I to be greatE
I know no other wayM
It would be folly to sit and waitE
I must up and do you sayM
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The Father answersO
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I do not want you to waitE
For few before they dieH2
Have got so far as begin to be greatE
The lesson is so highH2
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I will tell you the only planP
To climb and not to fallW
He who would rise and be greater thanP
He is must be servant of allW
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Turn it each way in your mindE
Try every other planP
You may think yourself great but at length you'll findE
You are not even a manP
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Climb to the top of the treesN2
Climb to the top of the hillO2
Get up on the crown of the sky if you pleaseN2
You'll be a small creature stillO2
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Be admiral poet or kingB2
Let praises fill both your earsP2
Your soul will be but a windmill thingB2
Blown round by its hopes and fearsP2
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Willie speaksA
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Then put me in the wayM
For you papa are a manP
What thing shall I do this very dayM
Only be sure I canP
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I want to know I am willingB2
Let me at least have a chanceQ2
Shall I give the monkey boy my shillingB2
I want to serve at onceR2
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The Father answersO
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Give all your shillings you mightE
And hurt your brothers the moreS2
He only can serve his fellows arightE
Who goes in at the little doorS2
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We must do the thing we mustE
Before the thing we mayM
We are unfit for any trustE
Till we can and do obeyM
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Willie speaksA
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I will try more and moreS2
I have nothing now to askT2
Obedience I know is the little doorS2
Now set me some hard taskT2
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The Father answersO
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No Willie the father of allW
Teacher and master highH2
Has set your task beyond recallW
Nothing can set it byH2
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Willie speaksA
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What is it father dearM2
That he would have me doE
I'd ask himself but he's not nearM2
And so I must ask youE
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The Father answersO
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Me 'tis no use to askT2
I too am one of his boysU2
But he tells each boy his own plain taskT2
Listen and hear his voiceV2
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Willie speaksA
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Father I'm listening soC
To hear him if I mayM
His voice must either be very lowC
Or very far awayM
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The Father answersO
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It is neither hard to hearL2
Nor hard to understandE
It is very low but very nearM2
A still small strong commandE
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Willie answersO
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I do not hear it at allW
I am only hearing youE
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The Father speaksA
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Think is there nothing great or smallW
You ought to go and doE
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Willie answersO
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Let me think I ought to feedE
My rabbits I went awayM
In such a hurry this morning IndeedE
They've not had enough to dayM
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The Father speaksA
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That is his whisper lowC
That is his very wordE
You had only to stop and listen and soC
Very plainly you heardE
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That duty's the little doorS2
You must open it and go inK
There is nothing else to do beforeS2
There is nowhere else to beginK
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Willie speaksA
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But that's so easily doneW2
It's such a trifling affairX2
So nearly over as soon as begunW2
For that he can hardly careX2
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The Father answersO
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You are turning from his callW
If you let that duty waitE
You would not think any duty smallW
If you yourself were greatE
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The nearest is at life's coreS2
With the first you all beginK
What matter how little the little doorS2
If it only let you inK
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Willie speaksA
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Papa I am come againY2
It is now three months and moreS2
That I've tried to do the thing that was plainV
And I feel as small as beforeS2
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The Father answersO
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Your honour comes too slowC
How much then have you doneW2
One foot on a mole heap would you crowC
As if you had reached the sunW2
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Willie speaksA
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But I cannot help a doubtE
Whether this way be the trueE
The more I do to work it outE
The more there comes to doE
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And yet were all done and pastE
I should feel just as smallW
For when I had tried to the very lastE
'Twas my duty after allW
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It is only much the sameJ2
As not being liar or thiefH2
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The Father answersO
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One who tried it found even with shameJ2
That of sinners he was the chiefH2
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My boy I am glad indeedE
You have been finding the truthZ2
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Willie speaksA
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But where's the good I shall never speedE
Be one whit greater in soothZ2
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If duty itself must failA3
And that be the only planP
How shall my scarce begun duty prevailA3
To make me a mighty manP
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The Father answersO
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Ah Willie what if it wereI2
Quite another way to fallW
What if the greatness itself lie thereX2
In knowing that you are smallW
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In seeing the good so goodE
That you feel poor weak and lowC
And hungrily long for it as for foodE
With an endless need to growC
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The man who was lord of fateE
Born in an ox's stallW
Was great because he was much too greatE
To care about greatness at allW
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Ever and only he soughtE
The will of his Father goodE
Never of what was high he thoughtE
But of what his Father wouldE
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You long to be great you tryH2
You feel yourself smaller stillO2
In the name of God let ambition dieH2
Let him make you what he willO2
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Who does the truth is oneW2
With the living Truth aboveH2
Be God's obedient little sonW2
Let ambition die in loveH2

George Macdonald



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