Willie's Question Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK LMLM N O BLBL CPCP QRQR A STST UMUM VCVC WXWY ZA2ZA2 LKLK A LB2LB2 A BCBC O C2D2C2D2 E2EE2E F2G2F2G2 H2OH2O N A UI2UI2 O J2WJ2W K2L2K2M2 EEEE A EMEM O EH2EH2 PWPW EPEP N2O2N2O2 B2P2B2P2 H2 A MPMP B2Q2B2R2 O ES2ES2 EMEM A S2T2S2T2 O WH2WH2 A M2EM2E O T2U2T2V2 A CMCM O L2EM2E O WE A WE O EMEM A CECE S2KS2K A W2X2W2X2 O WEWE S2KS2K H2 A Y2S2VS2 O CW2CW2 A EEEE EWEW J2H2 O J2H2 EZ2 A EZ2 A3PA3P O I2WX2W ECEC EWEW EEEE H2O2H2O2 W2H2W2H2| Willie speaks | A |
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| Is it wrong the wish to be great | B |
| For I do wish it so | C |
| I have asked already my sister Kate | B |
| She says she does not know | C |
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| Yestereve at the gate I stood | D |
| Watching the sun in the west | E |
| When I saw him look so grand and good | D |
| It swelled up in my breast | E |
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| Next from the rising moon | F |
| It stole like a silver dart | G |
| In the night when the wind began his tune | F |
| It woke with a sudden start | G |
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| This morning a trumpet blast | H |
| Made all the cottage quake | I |
| It came so sudden and shook so fast | H |
| It blew me wide awake | I |
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| It told me I must make haste | J |
| And some great glory win | K |
| For every day was running to waste | J |
| And at once I must begin | K |
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| I want to be great and strong | L |
| I want to begin to day | M |
| But if you think it very wrong | L |
| I will send the wish away | M |
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| II | N |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| Wrong to wish to be great | B |
| No Willie it is not wrong | L |
| The child who stands at the high closed gate | B |
| Must wish to be tall and strong | L |
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| If you did not wish to grow | C |
| I should be a sorry man | P |
| I should think my boy was dull and slow | C |
| Nor worthy of his clan | P |
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| You are bound to be great my boy | Q |
| Wish and get up and do | R |
| Were you content to be little my joy | Q |
| Would be little enough in you | R |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| Papa papa I'm so glad | S |
| That what I wish is right | T |
| I will not lose a chance to be had | S |
| I'll begin this very night | T |
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| I will work so hard at school | U |
| I will waste no time in play | M |
| At my fingers' ends I'll have every rule | U |
| For knowledge is power they say | M |
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| I would be a king and reign | V |
| But I can't be that and so | C |
| Field marshal I'll be I think and gain | V |
| Sharp battles and sieges slow | C |
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| I shall gallop and shout and call | W |
| Waving my shining sword | X |
| Artillery cavalry infantry all | W |
| Hear and obey my word | Y |
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| Or admiral I will be | Z |
| Wherever the salt wave runs | A2 |
| Sailing fighting over the sea | Z |
| With flashing and roaring guns | A2 |
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| I will make myself hardy and strong | L |
| I will never never give in | K |
| I am so glad it is not wrong | L |
| At once I will begin | K |
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| The Father speaks | A |
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| Fighting and shining along | L |
| All for the show of the thing | B2 |
| Any puppet will mimic the grand and strong | L |
| If you pull the proper string | B2 |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| But indeed I want to be great | B |
| I should despise mere show | C |
| The thing I want is the glory state | B |
| Above the rest you know | C |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| The harder you run that race | C2 |
| The farther you tread that track | D2 |
| The greatness you fancy before your face | C2 |
| Is the farther behind your back | D2 |
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| To be up in the heavens afar | E2 |
| Miles above all the rest | E |
| Would make a star not the greatest star | E2 |
| Only the dreariest | E |
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| That book on the highest shelf | F2 |
| Is not the greatest book | G2 |
| If you would be great it must be in yourself | F2 |
| Neither by place nor look | G2 |
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| The Highest is not high | H2 |
| By being higher than others | O |
| To greatness you come not a step more nigh | H2 |
| By getting above your brothers | O |
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| III | N |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| I meant the boys at school | U |
| I did not mean my brother | I2 |
| Somebody first is there the rule | U |
| It must be me or another | I2 |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| Oh Willie it's all the same | J2 |
| They are your brothers all | W |
| For when you say Hallowed be thy name | J2 |
| Whose Father is it you call | W |
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| Could you pray for such rule to him | K2 |
| Do you think that he would hear | L2 |
| Must he favour one in a greedy whim | K2 |
| Where all are his children dear | M2 |
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| It is right to get up and do | E |
| But why outstrip the rest | E |
| Why should one of the many be one of the few | E |
| Why should you think to be best | E |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| Then how am I to be great | E |
| I know no other way | M |
| It would be folly to sit and wait | E |
| I must up and do you say | M |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| I do not want you to wait | E |
| For few before they die | H2 |
| Have got so far as begin to be great | E |
| The lesson is so high | H2 |
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| I will tell you the only plan | P |
| To climb and not to fall | W |
| He who would rise and be greater than | P |
| He is must be servant of all | W |
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| Turn it each way in your mind | E |
| Try every other plan | P |
| You may think yourself great but at length you'll find | E |
| You are not even a man | P |
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| Climb to the top of the trees | N2 |
| Climb to the top of the hill | O2 |
| Get up on the crown of the sky if you please | N2 |
| You'll be a small creature still | O2 |
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| Be admiral poet or king | B2 |
| Let praises fill both your ears | P2 |
| Your soul will be but a windmill thing | B2 |
| Blown round by its hopes and fears | P2 |
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| IV | H2 |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| Then put me in the way | M |
| For you papa are a man | P |
| What thing shall I do this very day | M |
| Only be sure I can | P |
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| I want to know I am willing | B2 |
| Let me at least have a chance | Q2 |
| Shall I give the monkey boy my shilling | B2 |
| I want to serve at once | R2 |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| Give all your shillings you might | E |
| And hurt your brothers the more | S2 |
| He only can serve his fellows aright | E |
| Who goes in at the little door | S2 |
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| We must do the thing we must | E |
| Before the thing we may | M |
| We are unfit for any trust | E |
| Till we can and do obey | M |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| I will try more and more | S2 |
| I have nothing now to ask | T2 |
| Obedience I know is the little door | S2 |
| Now set me some hard task | T2 |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| No Willie the father of all | W |
| Teacher and master high | H2 |
| Has set your task beyond recall | W |
| Nothing can set it by | H2 |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| What is it father dear | M2 |
| That he would have me do | E |
| I'd ask himself but he's not near | M2 |
| And so I must ask you | E |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| Me 'tis no use to ask | T2 |
| I too am one of his boys | U2 |
| But he tells each boy his own plain task | T2 |
| Listen and hear his voice | V2 |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| Father I'm listening so | C |
| To hear him if I may | M |
| His voice must either be very low | C |
| Or very far away | M |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| It is neither hard to hear | L2 |
| Nor hard to understand | E |
| It is very low but very near | M2 |
| A still small strong command | E |
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| Willie answers | O |
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| I do not hear it at all | W |
| I am only hearing you | E |
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| The Father speaks | A |
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| Think is there nothing great or small | W |
| You ought to go and do | E |
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| Willie answers | O |
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| Let me think I ought to feed | E |
| My rabbits I went away | M |
| In such a hurry this morning Indeed | E |
| They've not had enough to day | M |
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| The Father speaks | A |
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| That is his whisper low | C |
| That is his very word | E |
| You had only to stop and listen and so | C |
| Very plainly you heard | E |
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| That duty's the little door | S2 |
| You must open it and go in | K |
| There is nothing else to do before | S2 |
| There is nowhere else to begin | K |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| But that's so easily done | W2 |
| It's such a trifling affair | X2 |
| So nearly over as soon as begun | W2 |
| For that he can hardly care | X2 |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| You are turning from his call | W |
| If you let that duty wait | E |
| You would not think any duty small | W |
| If you yourself were great | E |
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| The nearest is at life's core | S2 |
| With the first you all begin | K |
| What matter how little the little door | S2 |
| If it only let you in | K |
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| V | H2 |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| Papa I am come again | Y2 |
| It is now three months and more | S2 |
| That I've tried to do the thing that was plain | V |
| And I feel as small as before | S2 |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| Your honour comes too slow | C |
| How much then have you done | W2 |
| One foot on a mole heap would you crow | C |
| As if you had reached the sun | W2 |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| But I cannot help a doubt | E |
| Whether this way be the true | E |
| The more I do to work it out | E |
| The more there comes to do | E |
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| And yet were all done and past | E |
| I should feel just as small | W |
| For when I had tried to the very last | E |
| 'Twas my duty after all | W |
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| It is only much the same | J2 |
| As not being liar or thief | H2 |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| One who tried it found even with shame | J2 |
| That of sinners he was the chief | H2 |
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| My boy I am glad indeed | E |
| You have been finding the truth | Z2 |
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| Willie speaks | A |
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| But where's the good I shall never speed | E |
| Be one whit greater in sooth | Z2 |
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| If duty itself must fail | A3 |
| And that be the only plan | P |
| How shall my scarce begun duty prevail | A3 |
| To make me a mighty man | P |
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| The Father answers | O |
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| Ah Willie what if it were | I2 |
| Quite another way to fall | W |
| What if the greatness itself lie there | X2 |
| In knowing that you are small | W |
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| In seeing the good so good | E |
| That you feel poor weak and low | C |
| And hungrily long for it as for food | E |
| With an endless need to grow | C |
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| The man who was lord of fate | E |
| Born in an ox's stall | W |
| Was great because he was much too great | E |
| To care about greatness at all | W |
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| Ever and only he sought | E |
| The will of his Father good | E |
| Never of what was high he thought | E |
| But of what his Father would | E |
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| You long to be great you try | H2 |
| You feel yourself smaller still | O2 |
| In the name of God let ambition die | H2 |
| Let him make you what he will | O2 |
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| Who does the truth is one | W2 |
| With the living Truth above | H2 |
| Be God's obedient little son | W2 |
| Let ambition die in love | H2 |
George Macdonald
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