Hymn Of The Reformers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEF GGHH IIJJ HHHH DDIIBy the bodies and minds and souls that rot in a common sty | A |
In the city's offal holes where the dregs of its horrors lie | A |
By the prayers that bubble out but never ascend to God | B |
We swear the tyrants of earth to rout with tongue and with pen and sword | C |
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By the child that sees the light where the pestilent air stagnates | D |
And the woman worn and white who under the street lamp waits | D |
By the horror of vice that thrives in the dens of the wretched poor | E |
We swear to strike when the time arrives for all that is good and pure | F |
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By the rights that were always ours the rights that we ne'er enjoyed | G |
And the gloomy cloud that lowers on the brows of the unemployed | G |
By the struggling mothers and wives and the girls on the streets of sin | H |
We swear to strike when the time arrives for our kind and our kith and kin | H |
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By our burning hate for men who rob us of ours by right | I |
And banish to slum and stew the poor from the sun and light | I |
And the hellborn law that drives the exile o'er sea to roam | J |
We swear to strike when the time arrives for Happiness Hearth and Home | J |
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By the little of manhood left in a world of want and sin | H |
By the rift in the dark clouds reft where the light still struggles in | H |
By the love that scarce survives in a stream that is sluggish and thin | H |
We swear to work till the time arrives for ourselves and our kith and kin | H |
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The little love may dry in its stream that scarcely flows | D |
The little of manhood die and the rift in the dark clouds close | D |
And hope may vanish from earth and all that is pure and bright | I |
We swear to strike ere that time has birth with the whole of our gathered might | I |
Henry Lawson
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