Hikmet Name. - Book Of Proverbs. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC DDAA EE FFGG AAAA A AH IH I AAAA JAJ A JA G KG K A G GA KK KK L AL A B LB L J M JM N GN G B N NB O A AO B AB A| Call on the present day and night for nought | A |
| Save what by yesterday was brought | A |
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| THE sea is flowing ever | B |
| The land retains it never | B |
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| BE stirring man while yet the day is clear | C |
| The night when none can work fast Draweth near | C |
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| WHEN the heavy laden sigh | D |
| Deeming help and hope gone by | D |
| Oft with healing power is heard | A |
| Comfort fraught a kindly word | A |
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| How vast is mine inheritance how glorious and sublime | E |
| For time mine own possession is the land I till is time | E |
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| UNWARY saith ne'er lived a man more true | F |
| The deepest heart the highest head he knew | F |
| In ev'ry place and time thou'lt find availing | G |
| Uprightness judgment kindliness unfailing | G |
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| THOUGH the bards whom the Orient sun bath bless'd | A |
| Are greater than we who dwell in the west | A |
| Yet in hatred of those whom our equals we find | A |
| In this we're not in the least behind | A |
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| WOULD we let our envy burst | A |
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| Feed its hunger fully first | A |
| To keep our proper place | H |
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| We'll show our bristles more | I |
| With hawks men all things chase | H |
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| Except the savage boar | I |
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| BY those who themselves more bravely have fought | A |
| A hero's praise will be joyfully told | A |
| The worth of man can only be taught | A |
| By those who have suffer'd both heat and cold | A |
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| WHEREFORE is truth so far from our eyes | J |
| Buried as though in a distant land | A |
| None at the proper moment are wise | J |
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| Could they properly understand | A |
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| Truth would appear in her own sweet guise | J |
| Beauteous gentle and close at hand | A |
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| WHY these inquiries make | G |
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| Where charity may flow | K |
| Cast in the flood thy cake | G |
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| Its eater who will know | K |
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| ONCE when I a spider had kill'd | A |
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| Then methought wast right or wrong | G |
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| That we both to these times should belong | G |
| This had God in His goodness willed | A |
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| MOTLEY this congregation is for lo | K |
| At the communion kneel both friend and foe | K |
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| IF the country I'm to show | K |
| Thou must on the housetop go | K |
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| A MAN with households twain | L |
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| Ne'er finds attention meet | A |
| A house wherein two women reign | L |
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| Is ne'er kept clean and neat | A |
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| BLESS thou dread Creator | B |
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| Bless this humble fane | L |
| Man may build them greater | B |
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| More they'll not contain | L |
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| LET this house's glory rise | J |
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| Handed to far ages down | M |
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| And the son his honour prize | J |
| As the father his renown | M |
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| O'ER the Mediterranean sea | N |
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| Proudly hath the Orient sprung | G |
| Who loves Hafis and knows him he | N |
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| Knows what Caldron hath sung | G |
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| IF the ass that bore the Saviour | B |
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| Were to Mecca driven he | N |
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| Would not alter but would be | N |
| Still an ass in his behavior | B |
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| THE flood of passion storms with fruitless strife | O |
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| 'Gainst the unvanquished solid land | A |
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| It throws poetic pearls upon the strand | A |
| And thus is gain'd the prize of life | O |
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| WHEN so many minstrels there are | B |
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| How it pains me alas to know it | A |
| Who from the earth drives poetry far | B |
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| Who but the poet | A |
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