Fifty Years Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HIHJ KLKL MNMN OPOP QDQD RJRJ JSJS TUTU VWVW XYXY ZA2ZA2 B2C2B2C2 WJWJ BD2BD2 JE2JE2 F2JG2J H2JH2J I2I2I2I2 J2SJ2S JK2JK2 YL2YL2 JM2JM2 I2I2I2I2| A | |
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| O brothers mine to day we stand | B |
| Where half a century sweeps our ken | C |
| Since God through Lincoln's ready hand | B |
| Struck off our bonds and made us men | C |
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| Just fifty years a winter's day | D |
| As runs the history of a race | E |
| Yet as we look back o'er the way | D |
| How distant seems our starting place | E |
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| Look farther back Three centuries | F |
| To where a naked shivering score | G |
| Snatched from their haunts across the seas | F |
| Stood wild eyed on Virginia's shore | G |
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| Far far the way that we have trod | H |
| From heathen kraals and jungle dens | I |
| To freedmen freemen sons of God | H |
| Americans and Citizens | J |
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| A part of His unknown design | K |
| We've lived within a mighty age | L |
| And we have helped to write a line | K |
| On history's most wondrous page | L |
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| A few black bondmen strewn along | M |
| The borders of our eastern coast | N |
| Now grown a race ten million strong | M |
| An upward onward marching host | N |
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| Then let us here erect a stone | O |
| To mark the place to mark the time | P |
| A witness to God's mercies shown | O |
| A pledge to hold this day sublime | P |
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| And let that stone an altar be | Q |
| Whereon thanksgivings we may lay | D |
| Where we in deep humility | Q |
| For faith and strength renewed may pray | D |
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| With open hearts ask from above | R |
| New zeal new courage and new pow'rs | J |
| That we may grow more worthy of | R |
| This country and this land of ours | J |
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| For never let the thought arise | J |
| That we are here on sufferance bare | S |
| Outcasts asylumed 'neath these skies | J |
| And aliens without part or share | S |
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| This land is ours by right of birth | T |
| This land is ours by right of toil | U |
| We helped to turn its virgin earth | T |
| Our sweat is in its fruitful soil | U |
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| Where once the tangled forest stood | V |
| Where flourished once rank weed and thorn | W |
| Behold the path traced peaceful wood | V |
| The cotton white the yellow corn | W |
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| To gain these fruits that have been earned | X |
| To hold these fields that have been won | Y |
| Our arms have strained our backs have burned | X |
| Bent bare beneath a ruthless sun | Y |
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| That Banner which is now the type | Z |
| Of victory on field and flood | A2 |
| Remember its first crimson stripe | Z |
| Was dyed by Attucks' willing blood | A2 |
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| And never yet has come the cry | B2 |
| When that fair flag has been assailed | C2 |
| For men to do for men to die | B2 |
| That have we faltered or have failed | C2 |
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| We've helped to bear it rent and torn | W |
| Through many a hot breath'd battle breeze | J |
| Held in our hands it has been borne | W |
| And planted far across the seas | J |
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| And never yet O haughty Land | B |
| Let us at least for this be praised | D2 |
| Has one black treason guided hand | B |
| Ever against that flag been raised | D2 |
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| Then should we speak but servile words | J |
| Or shall we hang our heads in shame | E2 |
| Stand back of new come foreign hordes | J |
| And fear our heritage to claim | E2 |
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| No stand erect and without fear | F2 |
| And for our foes let this suffice | J |
| We've bought a rightful sonship here | G2 |
| And we have more than paid the price | J |
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| And yet my brothers well I know | H2 |
| The tethered feet the pinioned wings | J |
| The spirit bowed beneath the blow | H2 |
| The heart grown faint from wounds and stings | J |
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| The staggering force of brutish might | I2 |
| That strikes and leaves us stunned and daezd | I2 |
| The long vain waiting through the night | I2 |
| To hear some voice for justice raised | I2 |
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| Full well I know the hour when hope | J2 |
| Sinks dead and 'round us everywhere | S |
| Hangs stifling darkness and we grope | J2 |
| With hands uplifted in despair | S |
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| Courage Look out beyond and see | J |
| The far horizon's beckoning span | K2 |
| Faith in your God known destiny | J |
| We are a part of some great plan | K2 |
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| Because the tongues of Garrison | Y |
| And Phillips now are cold in death | L2 |
| Think you their work can be undone | Y |
| Or quenched the fires lit by their breath | L2 |
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| Think you that John Brown's spirit stops | J |
| That Lovejoy was but idly slain | M2 |
| Or do you think those precious drops | J |
| From Lincoln's heart were shed in vain | M2 |
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| That for which millions prayed and sighed | I2 |
| That for which tens of thousands fought | I2 |
| For which so many freely died | I2 |
| God cannot let it come to naught | I2 |
James Weldon Johnson
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