Midnight-september 19, 1881 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DADA EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLMN OPOP QRQR RSRS RTRT URUR RHRH VWVW XYXY ZA2ZA2 B2C2B2C2DEATH OF PRESIDENT GARFIELD | A |
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ONCE in a lifetime we may see the veil | B |
Tremble and lift that hides symbolic things | C |
The Spirit's vision when the senses fail | B |
Sweeps the weird meaning that the outlook brings | C |
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Deep in the midst of turmoil it may be | D |
A crowded street a forum or a field | A |
The soul inverts the telescope to see | D |
To day's event in future's years revealed | A |
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Back from the present let us look at Rome | E |
Behold what Cato meant what Brutus said | F |
Hark the Athenians welcome Cimon home | E |
How clear they are those glimpses of the dead | F |
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But we hard toilers we who plan and weave | G |
Through common days the web of common life | H |
What word alas shall teach us to receive | G |
The mystic meaning of our peace and strife | H |
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Whence comes our symbol Surely God must speak | I |
No less than He can make us heed or pause | J |
Self seekers we too busy or too weak | I |
To search beyond our daily lives and laws | J |
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From things occult our earth turned eyes rebel | K |
No sound of Destiny can reach our ears | L |
We have no time for dreaming Hark a knell | M |
A knell at midnight All the nation hears | N |
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A second grievous throb The dreamers wake | O |
The merchant's soul forgets his goods and ships | P |
The weary workmen from their slumbers break | O |
The women raise their eyes with quivering lips | P |
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The miner rests upon his pick to hear | Q |
The printer's type stops midway from the case | R |
The solemn sound has reached the roysterer's ear | Q |
And brought the shame and sorrow to his face | R |
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Again it booms O Mystic Veil upraise | R |
Behold 'tis lifted On the darkness drawn | S |
A picture lined with light The people's gaze | R |
Prom sea to sea beholds it till the dawn | S |
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A death bed scene a sinking sufferer lies | R |
Their chosen ruler crowned with love and pride | T |
Around his counselors with streaming eyes | R |
His wife heart broken kneeling by his side | T |
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Death's shadow holds her it will pass too soon | U |
She weeps in silence bitterest of tears | R |
He wanders softly Nature's kindest boon | U |
And as he murmurs all the country hears | R |
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For him the pain is past the struggle ends | R |
His cares and honors fade his younger life | H |
In peaceful Mentor conies with dear old friends | R |
His mother's arms take home his dear young wife | H |
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He stands among the students tall and strong | V |
And teaches truths republican and grand | W |
He moves ah pitiful he sweeps along | V |
O'er fields of carnage leading his command | W |
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He speaks to crowded faces round him surge | X |
Thousands and millions of excited men | Y |
He hears them cheer sees some vast light emerge | X |
Is borne as on a tempest then ah then | Y |
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The fancies fade the fever's work is past | Z |
A deepened pang then recollection's thrill | A2 |
He feels the faithful lips that kiss their last | Z |
His heart beats once in answer and is still | A2 |
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The curtain falls but hushed as if afraid | B2 |
The people wait tear stained with heaving breast | C2 |
'Twill rise again they know when he is laid | B2 |
With Freedom in the Capitol at rest | C2 |
John Boyle O'reilly
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