Freedom In Brazil Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEFGHGIJIJKLKL MNMOPQPQRKRKSLSTKKKK UKUKVGVG| WITH clearer light Cross of the South shine forth | A |
| In blue Brazilian skies | B |
| And thou O river cleaving half the earth | C |
| From sunset to sunrise | B |
| From the great mountains to the Atlantic waves | D |
| Thy joy's long anthem pour | E |
| Yet a few years God make them less and slaves | D |
| Shall shame thy pride no more | E |
| No fettereel feet thy shaded margins press | F |
| But all men shall walk free | G |
| Where thou the high priest of the wilderness | H |
| Hast wedded sea to sea | G |
| And thou great hearted ruler through whose mouth | I |
| The word of God is said | J |
| Once more 'Let there be light ' Son of the South | I |
| Lift up thy honored head | J |
| Wear unashamed a crown by thy desert | K |
| More than by birth thy own | L |
| Careless of watch and ward thou art begirt | K |
| By grateful hearts alone | L |
| The moaned wall and battle ship may fail | M |
| But safe shall justice prove | N |
| Stronger than greaves of brass or iron mail | M |
| The panoply of love | O |
| Crowned doubly by man's blessing and God's grace | P |
| Thy future is secure | Q |
| Who frees a people makes his statue's place | P |
| In Time's Valhalla sure | Q |
| Lo from his Neva's banks the Scythian Czar | R |
| Stretches to thee his hand | K |
| Who with the pencil of the Northern star | R |
| Wrote freedom on his land | K |
| And he whose grave is holy by our calm | S |
| And prairied Sangamon | L |
| From his gaunt hand shall drop the martyr's palm | S |
| To greet thee with 'Well done ' | T |
| And thou O Earth with smiles thy face make sweet | K |
| And let thy wail be stilled | K |
| To hear the Muse of prophecy repeat | K |
| Her promise half fulfilled | K |
| The Voice that spake at Nazareth speaks still | U |
| No sound thereof hath died | K |
| Alike thy hope and Heaven's eternal will | U |
| Shall yet be satisfied | K |
| The years are slow the vision tarrieth long | V |
| And far the end may be | G |
| But one by one the fiends of ancient wrong | V |
| Go out and leave thee free | G |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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