A Brother In Need Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGGF GGGGHIHHI JGJGGGGGG K KGDGDDG GIGILJLLJ MDMDGNGGN OGOGKGKKG

NOW rallying once if ne'er againA
With flag at half mast flownB
A people in dire need and strainC
Mans Tyra's bastionD
-
Betrayed in danger's hour betrayedE
Before the stress of strifeF
Was this the meaning that it hadG
That clasp of hands at AxelstadG
Which gave the North new lifeF
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The words that seemed as if they rushedG
From deepest heart springs outG
Were phrases then the freshet gushedG
And now is fall'n the droughtG
The tree that promised rich in bloomH
Mid festal sun and showerI
Stands wind stript in the louring gloomH
A cross to mark young Norway's tombH
The first dark testing hourI
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They were but Judas kisses liesJ
In fatal wreaths enwoundG
The cheers of Norway's sons and criesJ
Towards the beach of SoundG
What passed that time we watched them meetG
'Twixt Norse and Danish lordG
Oh nothing only to repeatG
King Gustav's play at Stockholm's seatG
With the Twelfth Charles' swordG
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'A people doomed whose knell is rungK
Betrayed by every friend '-
Is the book closed and the song sungK
Is this our Denmark's endG
Who set the craven colophonD
While Germans seized the holdG
And o'er the last Dane lying proneD
Old Denmark's tattered flag was thrownD
With doubly crimsoned foldG
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But thou my brother Norsemen setG
Beyond the war storm's powerI
Because thou knewest to forgetG
Fair words in danger's hourI
Flee from thy homes of ancient fameL
Go chase a new sunriseJ
Pursue oblivion and for shameL
Disguise thee in a stranger's nameL
To hide from thine own eyesJ
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Each wind that sighs from Danish wavesM
Through Norway's woods of pineD
Of thy pale lips an answer cravesM
Where wast thou brother mineD
I fought for both a deadly fightG
In vain to spy thy prowN
O'er belt and fiord I strained my sightG
My fatherland with graves grew whiteG
My brother where wast thouN
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It was a dream Arise awakeO
To do a nation's deedG
Each to his post swift counsel takeO
A brother is in needG
A nobler song may yet be sungK
Danes Danes keep Tyra's holdG
And o'er a Northern era youngK
And rich in hope be proudly flungK
The red flag's tattered foldG

Henrik Johan Ibsen



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