Persia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEFGFGHIHI JKJKLMLM NOPOQRQR SDSDTUTU GIGIVPVP WNWNCOCO XKYKZHZH A2B2A2QC2RC2R

I am writing this song at the closeA
Of a beautiful day of the springB
In a dell where the daffodil growsC
By a grove of the glimmering wingB
From glades where a musical wordD
Comes ever from luminous fallE
I send you the song of a birdD
That I wish to be dear to you allE
I have given my darling the nameF
Of a land at the gates of the dayG
Where morning is always the sameF
And spring never passes awayG
With a prayer for a lifetime of lightH
I christened her Persia you seeI
And I hope that some fathers to nightH
Will kneel in the spirit with meI
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She is only commencing to lookJ
At the beauty in which she is setK
And forest and flower and brookJ
To her are all mysteries yetK
I know that to many my wordsL
Will seem insignificant thingsM
But you who are mothers of birdsL
Will feel for the father who singsM
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For all of you doubtless have beenN
Where sorrows are many and wildO
And you know what a beautiful sceneP
Of this world can be made by a childO
I am sure if they listen to thisQ
Sweet women will quiver and longR
To tenderly stoop to and kissQ
The Persia I ve put in a songR
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And I m certain the critic will pauseS
And excuse for the sake of my birdD
My sins against critical lawsS
The slips in the thought and the wordD
And haply some dear little faceT
Of his own to his mind will occurU
Some Persia who brightens his placeT
And I ll be forgiven for herU
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A life that is turning to greyG
Has hardly been happy you seeI
But the rose that has dropped on my wayG
Is morning and music to meI
Yea she that I hold by the handV
Is changing white winter to greenP
And making a light of the landV
All fathers will know what I meanP
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All women and men who have knownW
The sickness of sorrow and sinN
Will feel having babes of their ownW
My verse and the pathos thereinN
For that must be touching which showsC
How a life has been led from the wildO
To a garden of glitter and roseC
By the flower like hand of a childO
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She is strange to this wonderful sphereX
One summer and winter have setK
Since God left her radiance hereY
Her sweet second year is not yetK
The world is so lovely and newZ
To eyes full of eloquent lightH
And sisters I m hoping that youZ
Will pray for my Persia to nightH
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For I who have suffered so muchA2
And know what the bitterness isB2
Am sad to think sorrow must touchA2
Some day even darlings like thisQ
But sorrow is part of this lifeC2
And therefore a father doth longR
For the blessing of mother and wifeC2
On the bird he has put in a songR

Henry Kendall



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