Fitz-greene Halleck Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK ALAL MMMM NMNM MMMM KOKO PCPC ALAL QOQO RSRS| AT THE UNVEILING OF HIS STATUE | A |
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| Among their graven shapes to whom | B |
| Thy civic wreaths belong | C |
| O city of his love make room | B |
| For one whose gift was song | C |
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| Not his the soldier's sword to wield | D |
| Nor his the helm of state | E |
| Nor glory of the stricken field | D |
| Nor triumph of debate | E |
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| In common ways with common men | F |
| He served his race and time | G |
| As well as if his clerkly pen | F |
| Had never danced to rhyme | G |
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| If in the thronged and noisy mart | H |
| The Muses found their son | I |
| Could any say his tuneful art | H |
| A duty left undone | I |
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| He toiled and sang and year by year | J |
| Men found their homes more sweet | K |
| And through a tenderer atmosphere | J |
| Looked down the brick walled street | K |
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| The Greek's wild onset gall Street knew | A |
| The Red King walked Broadway | L |
| And Alnwick Castle's roses blew | A |
| From Palisades to Bay | L |
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| Fair City by the Sea upraise | M |
| His veil with reverent hands | M |
| And mingle with thy own the praise | M |
| And pride of other lands | M |
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| Let Greece his fiery lyric breathe | N |
| Above her hero urns | M |
| And Scotland with her holly wreathe | N |
| The flower he culled for Burns | M |
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| Oh stately stand thy palace walls | M |
| Thy tall ships ride the seas | M |
| To day thy poet's name recalls | M |
| A prouder thought than these | M |
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| Not less thy pulse of trade shall beat | K |
| Nor less thy tall fleets swim | O |
| That shaded square and dusty street | K |
| Are classic ground through him | O |
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| Alive he loved like all who sing | P |
| The echoes of his song | C |
| Too late the tardy meed we bring | P |
| The praise delayed so long | C |
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| Too late alas Of all who knew | A |
| The living man to day | L |
| Before his unveiled face how few | A |
| Make bare their locks of gray | L |
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| Our lips of praise must soon be dumb | Q |
| Our grateful eyes be dim | O |
| O brothers of the days to come | Q |
| Take tender charge of him | O |
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| New hands the wires of song may sweep | R |
| New voices challenge fame | S |
| But let no moss of years o'ercreep | R |
| The lines of Halleck's name | S |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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