From The Commemoration Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDDEFEFGHHHIIHHJJ KLLKDDD A AMMANNHHOPHPDDD HHQQRHHRBSBTFIIFUUDD V WXXYIZIKAAEIIEA2HSHB 2QB2QC2IC2ID2D2IIIE2 E2HF2HF2HHHF2F2EE RRB2BIIB

WASHINGTONA
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WHEN dreaming kings at odds with swift paced timeB
Would strike that banner downC
A nobler knight than ever writ or rhymeB
With fame s bright wreath did crownC
Through armed hosts bore it till it floated highD
Beyond the clouds a light that cannot dieD
Ah hero of our younger raceE
Great builder of a temple newF
Ruler who sought no lordly placeE
Warrior who sheathed the sword he drewF
Lover of men who saw afarG
A world unmarred by want or warH
Who knew the path and yet forboreH
To tread till all men should imploreH
Who saw the light and led the wayI
Where the gray would might greet the dayI
Father and leader prophet sureH
Whose will in vast works shall endureH
How shall we praise him on this day of daysJ
Great son of fame who has no need of praiseJ
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How shall we praise him Open wide the doorsK
Of the fair temple whose broad base he laidL
Through its white halls a shadowy cavalcadeL
Of heroes moves o er unresounding floorsK
Men whose brawned arms upraised these columns highD
And reared the towers that vanish in the skyD
The strong who having wrought can never dieD
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LINCOLNA
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AND lo leading a blessed host comes oneA
Who held a warring nation in his heartM
Who knew love s agony but had no partM
In love s delight whose mightly task was doneA
Through blood and tears that we might walk in joyN
And this day s rapture own no sad alloyN
Around him heirs of bliss whose bright brows wearH
Palm leaves amid their laurels ever fairH
Gaily they come as though the drumO
Beat out the call their glad hearts knew so wellP
Brothers once more dear as of yoreH
Who in a noble conflict nobly fellP
Their blood washed pure you banner in the skyD
And quenched the brands laid neath these arches highD
The brave who having fought can never dieD
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Then surging through the vastness rise once moreH
The aureoled heirs of light who onward boreH
Through darksome times and trackless realms of ruthQ
The flag of beauty and the torch of truthQ
They tore the mask from the foul face of wrongR
Even to God s mysteries they dared aspireH
High in the choir they built yon altar fireH
And filled these aisles with color and with songR
The ever young the unfallen wreathing for timeB
Fresh garlands of the seeming vanished yearsS
Faces long luminous remote sublimeB
And shining brows still dewy with our tearsT
Back with the old glad smile comes one we knewF
We bade him rear our house of joy todayI
But Beauty opened wide her starry wayI
And he passed on Bright champions of the trueF
Soldiers of peace seers singers ever blestU
From the wide ether of a loftier questU
Their winged souls throng our rites to glorifyD
The wise who having known can never dieD
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DEMOCRACYV
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FOR lo the living God doth bare his armW
No more he makes his house of clouds and gloomX
Lightly the shuttles move within his loomX
Unveiled his thunder leaps to meet the stormY
From God s right hand man takes the powers that swayI
A universe of starsZ
He bows them down he bids them go or stayI
He tames them for his warsK
He scans the burning paces of the sunA
And names the invisible orbs whose courses runA
Through the dim deeps of spaceE
He sees in dew upon a rose impearledI
The swarming legions of a monad worldI
Begin life s upward raceE
Voices of hope he hearsA2
Long dumb to his despairH
And dreams of golden yearsS
Meet for a world so fairH
For now Democracy doth wake and riseB2
From the sweet sloth of youthQ
By storms made strong by many dreams made wiseB2
He clasps the hand of TruthQ
Through the armed nations lies his path of peaceC2
The open book of knowledge in his handI
Food to the starving to the oppressed releaseC2
And love to all he bears from land to landI
Before his march the barriers fallD2
The laws grow gentle at his callD2
His glowing breath blows far awayI
The fogs that veil the coming dayI
That wondrous dayI
When earth shall sing as through the blue she rollsE2
Laden with joy for all her thronging soulsE2
Then shall want s call to sin resound no moreH
Across her teeming fields And pain shall sleepF2
Soothed by brave science with her magic loreH
And war no more shall bid the nations weepF2
Then the worn chains shall slip from man s desireH
And ever higher and higherH
His swift foot shall aspireH
Still deeper and more deepF2
His soul its watch shall keepF2
Till love shall make the world a holy placeE
Where knowledge dare unveil God s very faceE
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Not yet the angels hear life s last sweet songR
Music unutterably pure and strongR
From earth shall rise to haunt the peopled skiesB2
When the long march of timeB
Patient in birth and death in growth and blightI
Shall lead man up through happy realms of lightI
Unto his goal sublimeB

Harriet Monroe



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