Our Poor Brethren Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CDEFGHIH JKLKMANA NOPOQRQR STUTVVFV AVWVVANA NXYXFZAZ AA2AA2B2C2AC2 D2RE2RAF2AF2 OOAOD2OFO

Our poor and penniless brethren dispersed over land and seaA
Masonic SentimentB
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They met in the festive hallC
Lamps in their brightness shoneD
And merry music and mirthE
Aided the feast of St JohnF
Men pledged the health of their QueenG
And of all the Royal bandH
The flags of a thousand yearsI
The swords of their motherlandH
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Then mid the revelry cameJ
The sound of a mournful strainK
Like a minor chord in musicL
A sweet but sad refrainK
It rose on the heated airM
Like a mourner's earnest pleaA
Our poor and penniless brethrenN
Dispersed over land and seaA
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Poor and penniless brethrenN
Scattered over the worldO
Want and misfortune and woeP
Round them fierce darts have hurledO
Wandering alone upon mountainsQ
Sick and fainting and coldR
Lying heart broken in prisonsQ
Chained in an enemy's holdR
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Dying in fields of combatS
With none to answer backT
The masonic sign of distressU
Left on the battle's trackT
Shipwrecked in foaming watersV
Clinging to broken sparsV
Dying this night of St JohnF
Mid the ocean and the starsV
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Others with hunger faint weA
Taste these rich and varied meatsV
Oppression gives them no homeW
But dark and desolate streetsV
Oh God of mercy hear usV
As we ask a boon for TheeA
For poor and penniless brethrenN
Dispersed over land and seaA
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Poor and penniless brethrenN
Ah in the Master's sightX
We all lay claim to the titleY
On this our festival nightX
Lone pilgrims journeying onF
Towards light that points aboveZ
Treading the chequered earthworksA
Till we reach the land of loveZ
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Work up to the landmark brothersA
We shall not always stayA2
The falling shadows warn usA
To work in the light of dayA2
How often our footsteps turnB2
Where a brother's form is hidC2
Oft we cast evergreen sprigsA
On a brother's coffin lidC2
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Thou who dost give to eachD2
Some appointed post to holdR
Teach us to cherish the weakE2
To give Thy silver and goldR
To guard as a soldier guardsA
Honor and Love's pure shrineF2
To give our lives for othersA
As Thou did'st for us give ThineF2
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To Masons all over the worldO
Give wisdom to work arightO
That they may gather in peaceA
Their working tools at nightO
May love's star glitter o'er eachD2
Amid darkness storm or mistO
As on this night of St JohnF
Our Blest EvangelistO

Harriet Annie Wilkins



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