Victor Hugo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCCDDBEFFEGHGH GIGIGJKKJLMLNNOPL QRRQSTTSUJUVVJ UWXWJYJYAZAZ

Heart of France for a hundred yearsA
Passionate sensitive proud and strongB
Quick to throb with her hopes and fearsA
Fierce to flame with her sense of wrongB
You who hailed with a morning songB
Dream light gilding a throne of oldC
You who turned when the dream grew coldC
Singing still to the light that shoneD
Pure from Liberty's ancient throneD
Over the human throngB
You who dared in the dark eclipseE
When the pygmy heir of a giant nameF
Dimmed the face of the land with shameF
Speak the truth with indignant lipsE
Call him little whom men called greatG
Scoff at him scorn him deny himH
Point to the blood on his robe of stateG
Fling back his bribes and defy himH
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You who fronted the waves of fateG
As you faced the sea from your island homeI
Exiled yet with a soul elateG
Sending songs o'er the rolling foamI
Bidding the heart of man to waitG
For the day when all should seeJ
Floods of wrath from the frowning skiesK
Fall on an Empire founded in liesK
And France again be freeJ
You who came in the Terrible YearL
Swiftly back to your broken landM
Now to your heart a thousand times more dearL
Prayed for her sung to her fought for herN
Patiently fervently wrought for herN
Till once againO
After the storm of fear and painP
High in the heavens the star of France stood clearL
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You who knew that a man must takeQ
Good and ill with a steadfast soulR
Holding fast while the billows rollR
Over his head to the things that makeQ
Life worth living for great and smallS
Honour and pity and truthT
The heart and the hope of youthT
And the good God over allS
You to whom work was restU
Dauntless Toiler of the SeaJ
Following ever the joyful questU
Of beauty on the shores of old RomanceV
Bard of the poor of FranceV
And warrior priest of world wide charityJ
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You who loved little children bestU
Of all the poets that ever sungW
Great heart golden heartX
Old and yet ever youngW
Minstrel of libertyJ
Lover of all free winged thingsY
Now at last you are freeJ
Your soul has its wingsY
Heart of France for a hundred yearsA
Floating far in the light that never fails youZ
Over the turmoil of mortal hopes and fearsA
Victor forever victor the whole world hails youZ

Henry Van Dyke



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