The Discipline Of Wisdom Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDCDCD

Rich labour is the struggle to be wiseA
While we make sure the struggle cannot ceaseB
Else better were it in some bower of peaceB
Slothful to swing contending with the fliesA
You point at Wisdom fixed on lofty skiesA
As mid barbarian hordes a sculptured GreeceB
She falls To live and shine she grows her fleeceB
Is shorn and rubs with follies and with liesA
So following her your hewing may attainC
The right to speak unto the mute and shunD
That sly temptation of the illumined brainC
Deliveries oracular self spunD
Who sweats not with the flock will seek in vainC
To shed the words which are ripe fruit of sunD

George Meredith



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