A Reformer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE FGHGIJIJ KLKLMEME NOPOEJEJ ODQDDRDR ESETUDUD VWOWXYZY| When I was young my heart elate | A |
| With ardent notions warm | B |
| I thirsted to inaugurate | C |
| A spirit of reform | B |
| The universe was all awry | D |
| Philosophy despite | E |
| And mundane things disjointed I | D |
| Was bound to set aright | E |
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| My mind conceived a million plans | F |
| For Hope was brave and strong | G |
| But dared not with unaided hands | H |
| Combat a giant wrong | G |
| So with caress I sought to coax | I |
| Those who had humored me | J |
| In infancy the dear old folks | I |
| And gain their sympathy | J |
| - | |
| But quarreling with extant laws | K |
| They would have deemed a shame | L |
| Who clung to error just because | K |
| Their fathers did the same | L |
| I sought in Pleasure's gilded halls | M |
| Where grace and beauty stirred | E |
| At revelry's impetuous calls | M |
| To make my projects heard | E |
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| Then turned to stately palaces | N |
| Of luxury and ease | O |
| Where wealth's absorbing object was | P |
| The master's whim to please | O |
| And spoke of evils unredressed | E |
| Of danger yet to be | J |
| They only answered like the rest | E |
| But what is that to me | J |
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| And even pious devotees | O |
| Whom sacred walls immure | D |
| Condemned me as by feeble praise | Q |
| What more could I endure | D |
| Down by the stream so pure and clear | D |
| That sunbeams paused to drink | R |
| In loneliness and grief sincere | D |
| I pressed its grassy brink | R |
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| Thick darkness seemed to veil the day | E |
| Beyond a realm of tears | S |
| Utopia's land of promise lay | E |
| And not till later years | T |
| I learned this lesson that to win | U |
| Results from labor sure | D |
| Reformers always must begin | U |
| Among the lowly poor | D |
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| For they whose lot privation is | V |
| And whose delights are few | W |
| Whose aggregate of miseries | O |
| Is want of something new | W |
| The measure of whose happiness | X |
| Is but an empty cup | Y |
| For every novelty will press | Z |
| Alert to fill it up | Y |
Hattie Howard
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