Paraphrases From Scripture. Matt. Vii. 12 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFFGGHHHHIIJJ KKGGLMNNOOPPQQRRNNNN SSMM| Whatsoever ye would that men should do to you do ye even so to them | A |
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| Precept divine to earth in mercy given | B |
| O sacred rule of action worthy heaven | B |
| Whose pitying love ordain'd the bless'd command | C |
| To bind our nature in a firmer band | C |
| Enforce each human suff'rer's strong appeal | D |
| And teach the selfish breast what others feel | D |
| Wert thou the guide of life mankind might know | E |
| A soft exemption from the worst of woe | E |
| No more the powerful would the weak oppress | F |
| But tyrants learn the luxury to bless | F |
| No more would slav'ry bind a hopeless train | G |
| Of human victims in her galling chain | G |
| Mercy the hard the cruel heart would move | H |
| To soften mis'ry by the deeds of Jove | H |
| And av'rice from his hoarded treasures give | H |
| Unask'd the liberal boon that want might live | H |
| The impious tongue of falshood then would cease | I |
| To blast with dark suggestions virtue's peace | I |
| No more would spleen or passion banish rest | J |
| And plant a pang in fond affection's breast | J |
| By one harsh word one alter'd look destroy | K |
| Her peace and wither every op'ning joy | K |
| Scarce can her tongue the captious wrong explain | G |
| The slight offence which gives so deep a pain | G |
| Th' affected ease that slights her starting tear | L |
| The words whose coldness kills from lips so dear | M |
| The hand she loves alone can point the dart | N |
| Whose hidden sting could wound no other heart | N |
| These of all pains the sharpest we endure | O |
| The breast which now inflicts would spring to cure | O |
| No more deserted genius then would fly | P |
| To breathe in solitude his hopeless sigh | P |
| No more would Fortune's partial smile debase | Q |
| The spirit rich in intellectual grace | Q |
| Who views unmov'd from scenes where pleasures bloom | R |
| The flame of genius sunk in mis'ry's gloom | R |
| The soul heav'n form'd to soar by want deprest | N |
| Nor heeds the wrongs that pierce a kindred breast | N |
| Thou righteous Law whose clear and useful light | N |
| Sheds on the mind a ray divinely bright | N |
| Condensing in one rule whate'er the sage | S |
| Has proudly taught in many a labour'd page | S |
| Bid every heart thy hallow'd voice revere | M |
| To justice sacred and to nature dear | M |
Helen Maria Williams
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