Earth To The Twentieth Century Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ IKIK LMLM NOND EPEP AQAR SDDD TUTU IVIVYou cannot take from out my heart the growing | A |
The green sweet growing and the vivid thrill | B |
O Earth you cry you should be old not glowing | A |
With youth and all youth's strength and beauty still | B |
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Old and the new hopes stirring in my bosom | C |
Old and my children drawing life from me | D |
Old in my womb the tender bud and blossom | C |
Old steeped in richness and fertility | D |
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Old while the growing things call to each other | E |
In language I alone can understand | F |
How she doth nourish us this wondrous mother | E |
Who is so beautiful and strong and grand | F |
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Old while the wild things of the forest hide them | G |
In my gray coverts which no eye can trace | H |
Hunted or hurt 'tis my task to provide them | G |
Healing and soothing and a hiding place | H |
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And then my human children could you listen | I |
To secrets whispered in the stillness deep | J |
Of noonday or when night dews fall and glisten | I |
'Tis on my bosom that men laugh and weep | J |
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Some tell me moving tales of love and passion | I |
Of gladness all too great to be pent in | K |
The sweet old theme which does not change its fashion | I |
Another cries out brokenly of sin | K |
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While others filled with sorrow fain to share it | L |
Hide tear wet faces on my soft brown breast | M |
Sobbing Dear Mother Earth we cannot bear it | L |
Grim death has stolen all that we loved best | M |
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The old familiar cry of loss and sorrow | N |
I hear to day I heard it yesterday | O |
Ay and will hear in every glad to morrow | N |
That ye may bring to me O Century | D |
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I answer mourner penitent and lover | E |
With quick'ning stir with bud and leaf and sap | P |
Peace peace I say when life's brief day is over | E |
Ye shall sleep soundly in your mother's lap | P |
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The loss the longing of mankind I'm sharing | A |
The hopes the joys the laughter and the tears | Q |
And yet you think I should be old uncaring | A |
The barren worn out plaything of the years | R |
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Past centuries have not trodden out my greenness | S |
With all their marches as you well can see | D |
Nor will you bring me withered age or leanness | D |
March on what are your hundred years to me | D |
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While life and growth within me glow and flourish | T |
While in the sunshine and the falling rain | U |
I the great Mother do bring forth and nourish | T |
The springtime blossom and the harvest grain | U |
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March on O Century I am safe holden | I |
In God's right hand the garner house of truth | V |
The hand that holds the treasure rare and golden | I |
Of life and sweetness and eternal youth | V |
Jean Blewett
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