The Vanities Of Life Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Vanity of vanities all is vanity SolomonA
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What are life's joys and gainsB
What pleasures crowd its waysC
That man should take such painsB
To seek them all his daysC
Sift this untoward strifeD
On which thy mind is bentE
See if this chaff of lifeD
Is worth the trouble spentE
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Is pride thy heart's desireF
Is power thy climbing aimG
Is love thy folly's fireF
Is wealth thy restless gameG
Pride power love wealth and allH
Time's touchstone shall destroyI
And like base coin prove allH
Vain substitutes for joyI
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Dost think that pride exaltsJ
Thyself in other's eyesK
And hides thy folly's faultsJ
Which reason will despiseK
Dost strut and turn and strideL
Like walking weathercocksK
The shadow by thy sideL
Becomes thy ape and mocksK
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Dost think that power's disguiseK
Can make thee mighty seemM
It may in folly's eyesK
But not in worth's esteemM
When all that thou canst askN
And all that she can giveO
Is but a paltry maskN
Which tyrants wear and liveP
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Go let thy fancies rangeQ
And ramble where they mayR
View power in every changeQ
And what is the displayR
The country magistrateS
The meanest shade in powerF
To rulers of the stateS
The meteors of an hourF
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View all and mark the endT
Of every proud extremeM
Where flattery turns a friendT
And counterfeits esteemM
Where worth is aped in showU
That doth her name purloinV
Like toys of golden glowU
That's sold for copper coinV
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Ambition's haughty nodW
With fancies may deceiveX
Nay tell thee thou'rt a godW
And wilt thou such believeX
Go bid the seas be dryY
Go hold earth like a ballH
Or throw thy fancies byY
For God can do it allH
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Dost thou possess the dowerZ
Of laws to spare or killA2
Call it not heavenly powerF
When but a tyrant's willA2
Know what a God will doB2
And know thyself a foolC2
Nor tyrant like pursueB2
Where He alone should ruleC2
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O put away thy prideL
Or be ashamed of powerF
That cannot turn asideL
The breeze that waves a flowerF
Or bid the clouds be stillA2
Though shadows they can braveD2
Thy poor power mocking willA2
Then make not man a slaveD2
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Dost think when wealth is wonA
Thy heart has its desireF
Hold ice up to the sunA
And wax before the fireF
Nor triumph oer the reignE2
Which they so soon resignF2
In this world's ways they gainE2
Insurance safe as thineF2
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Dost think life's peace secureG2
In house and in landH2
Go read the fairy lureG2
To twist a cord in sandH2
Lodge stones upon the skyY
Hold water in a sieveO
Nor give such tales the lieY
And still thine own believeX
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Whoso with riches dealsK
And thinks peace bought and soldI2
Will find them slipping eelsK
That slide the firmest holdI2
Though sweet as sleep with healthJ2
Thy lulling luck may beK2
Pride may oerstride thy wealthJ2
And check prosperityK2
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Dost think that beauty's powerF
Life sweetest pleasure givesK
Go pluck the summer flowerF
And see how long it livesK
Behold the rays glide onL2
Along the summer plainE2
Ere thou canst say 'they're gone '-
And measure beauty's reignE2
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Look on the brightest eyeY
Nor teach it to be proudM2
View but the clearest skyY
And thou shalt find a cloudM2
Nor call each face ye meetN2
An angel's cause it's fairO2
But look beneath your feetN2
And think of what they areP2
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Who thinks that love doth liveP
In beauty's tempting showU
Shall find his hopes ungiveP
And melt in reason's thawQ2
Who thinks that pleasure liesK
In every fairy bowerF
Shall oft to his surpriseK
Find poison in the flowerF
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Dost lawless passions graspR2
Judge not thou deal'st in joyI
Its flowers but hide the aspR2
Thy revels to destroyI
Who trusts an harlot's smileS2
And by her wiles are ledT2
Plays with a sword the whileS2
Hung dropping oer his headT2
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Dost doubt my warning songU2
Then doubt the sun gives lightV2
Doubt truth to teach thee wrongU2
And wrong alone as rightV2
And live as lives the knaveP
Intrigue's deceiving guestW2
Be tyrant or be slaveP
As suits thy ends the bestW2
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Or pause amid thy toilsK
For visions won and lostX2
And count the fancied spoilsK
If eer they quit the costY2
And if they still possessK
Thy mind as worthy thingsK
Plat straws with bedlam BessK
And call them diamond ringsK
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Thy folly's past adviceK
Thy heart's already wonA
Thy fall's above all priceK
So go and be undoneA
For all who thus preferF
The seeming great for smallH
Shall make wine vinegarF
And sweetest honey gallH
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Wouldst heed the truths I singZ2
To profit wherewithalH
Clip folly's wanton wingZ2
And keep her within callH
I've little else to giveP
What thou canst easy tryY
The lesson how to liveP
Is but to learn to dieY

John Clare



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