From The Commemoration Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDDEFEFGHHHIIHHJJ KLLKDDD A AMMANNHHOPHPDDD HHQQRHHRBSBTFIIFUUDD V WXXYIZIKAAEIIEA2HSHB 2QB2QC2IC2ID2D2IIIE2 E2HF2HF2HHHF2F2EE RRB2BIIB| WASHINGTON | A |
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| WHEN dreaming kings at odds with swift paced time | B |
| Would strike that banner down | C |
| A nobler knight than ever writ or rhyme | B |
| With fame s bright wreath did crown | C |
| Through armed hosts bore it till it floated high | D |
| Beyond the clouds a light that cannot die | D |
| Ah hero of our younger race | E |
| Great builder of a temple new | F |
| Ruler who sought no lordly place | E |
| Warrior who sheathed the sword he drew | F |
| Lover of men who saw afar | G |
| A world unmarred by want or war | H |
| Who knew the path and yet forbore | H |
| To tread till all men should implore | H |
| Who saw the light and led the way | I |
| Where the gray would might greet the day | I |
| Father and leader prophet sure | H |
| Whose will in vast works shall endure | H |
| How shall we praise him on this day of days | J |
| Great son of fame who has no need of praise | J |
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| How shall we praise him Open wide the doors | K |
| Of the fair temple whose broad base he laid | L |
| Through its white halls a shadowy cavalcade | L |
| Of heroes moves o er unresounding floors | K |
| Men whose brawned arms upraised these columns high | D |
| And reared the towers that vanish in the sky | D |
| The strong who having wrought can never die | D |
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| LINCOLN | A |
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| AND lo leading a blessed host comes one | A |
| Who held a warring nation in his heart | M |
| Who knew love s agony but had no part | M |
| In love s delight whose mightly task was done | A |
| Through blood and tears that we might walk in joy | N |
| And this day s rapture own no sad alloy | N |
| Around him heirs of bliss whose bright brows wear | H |
| Palm leaves amid their laurels ever fair | H |
| Gaily they come as though the drum | O |
| Beat out the call their glad hearts knew so well | P |
| Brothers once more dear as of yore | H |
| Who in a noble conflict nobly fell | P |
| Their blood washed pure you banner in the sky | D |
| And quenched the brands laid neath these arches high | D |
| The brave who having fought can never die | D |
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| Then surging through the vastness rise once more | H |
| The aureoled heirs of light who onward bore | H |
| Through darksome times and trackless realms of ruth | Q |
| The flag of beauty and the torch of truth | Q |
| They tore the mask from the foul face of wrong | R |
| Even to God s mysteries they dared aspire | H |
| High in the choir they built yon altar fire | H |
| And filled these aisles with color and with song | R |
| The ever young the unfallen wreathing for time | B |
| Fresh garlands of the seeming vanished years | S |
| Faces long luminous remote sublime | B |
| And shining brows still dewy with our tears | T |
| Back with the old glad smile comes one we knew | F |
| We bade him rear our house of joy today | I |
| But Beauty opened wide her starry way | I |
| And he passed on Bright champions of the true | F |
| Soldiers of peace seers singers ever blest | U |
| From the wide ether of a loftier quest | U |
| Their winged souls throng our rites to glorify | D |
| The wise who having known can never die | D |
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| DEMOCRACY | V |
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| FOR lo the living God doth bare his arm | W |
| No more he makes his house of clouds and gloom | X |
| Lightly the shuttles move within his loom | X |
| Unveiled his thunder leaps to meet the storm | Y |
| From God s right hand man takes the powers that sway | I |
| A universe of stars | Z |
| He bows them down he bids them go or stay | I |
| He tames them for his wars | K |
| He scans the burning paces of the sun | A |
| And names the invisible orbs whose courses run | A |
| Through the dim deeps of space | E |
| He sees in dew upon a rose impearled | I |
| The swarming legions of a monad world | I |
| Begin life s upward race | E |
| Voices of hope he hears | A2 |
| Long dumb to his despair | H |
| And dreams of golden years | S |
| Meet for a world so fair | H |
| For now Democracy doth wake and rise | B2 |
| From the sweet sloth of youth | Q |
| By storms made strong by many dreams made wise | B2 |
| He clasps the hand of Truth | Q |
| Through the armed nations lies his path of peace | C2 |
| The open book of knowledge in his hand | I |
| Food to the starving to the oppressed release | C2 |
| And love to all he bears from land to land | I |
| Before his march the barriers fall | D2 |
| The laws grow gentle at his call | D2 |
| His glowing breath blows far away | I |
| The fogs that veil the coming day | I |
| That wondrous day | I |
| When earth shall sing as through the blue she rolls | E2 |
| Laden with joy for all her thronging souls | E2 |
| Then shall want s call to sin resound no more | H |
| Across her teeming fields And pain shall sleep | F2 |
| Soothed by brave science with her magic lore | H |
| And war no more shall bid the nations weep | F2 |
| Then the worn chains shall slip from man s desire | H |
| And ever higher and higher | H |
| His swift foot shall aspire | H |
| Still deeper and more deep | F2 |
| His soul its watch shall keep | F2 |
| Till love shall make the world a holy place | E |
| Where knowledge dare unveil God s very face | E |
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| Not yet the angels hear life s last sweet song | R |
| Music unutterably pure and strong | R |
| From earth shall rise to haunt the peopled skies | B2 |
| When the long march of time | B |
| Patient in birth and death in growth and blight | I |
| Shall lead man up through happy realms of light | I |
| Unto his goal sublime | B |
Harriet Monroe
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