Howard At Atlanta Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEDADFDGGAGGCCC ADEDCGDGHGIGEDAJEGCJ DAKALEGEAGCGEGDG| RIGHT in the track where Sherman | A |
| Ploughed his red furrow | B |
| Out of the narrow cabin | A |
| Up from the cellar's burrow | B |
| Gathered the little black people | C |
| With freedom newly dowered | D |
| Where beside their Northern teacher | E |
| Stood the soldier Howard | D |
| He listened and heard the children | A |
| Of the poor and long enslav d | D |
| Reading the words of Jesus | F |
| Singing the songs of David | D |
| Behold the dumb lips speaking | G |
| The blind eyes seeing | G |
| Bones of the Prophet's vision | A |
| Warmed into being | G |
| Transformed he saw them passing | G |
| Their new life's portal | C |
| Almost it seemed the mortal | C |
| Put on the immortal | C |
| No more with the beasts of burden | A |
| No more with stone and clod | D |
| But crowned with glory and honor | E |
| In the image of God | D |
| There was the human chattel | C |
| Its manhood taking | G |
| There in each dark brown statue | D |
| A soul was waking | G |
| The man of many battles | H |
| With tears his eyelids pressing | G |
| Stretched over those dusky foreheads | I |
| His one armed blessing | G |
| And he said 'Who hears can never | E |
| Fear for or doubt you | D |
| What shall I tell the children | A |
| Up North about you ' | J |
| Then ran round a whisper a murmur | E |
| Some answer devising | G |
| And a little boy stood up 'General | C |
| Tell'em we're rising ' | J |
| O black boy of Atlanta | D |
| But half was spoken | A |
| The slave's chain and the master's | K |
| Alike are broken | A |
| The one curse of the races | L |
| Held both in tether | E |
| They are rising all are rising | G |
| The black and white together | E |
| O brave men and fair women | A |
| Ill comes of hate and scorning | G |
| Shall the dark faces only | C |
| Be turned to morning | G |
| Make Time your sole avenger | E |
| All healing all redressing | G |
| Meet Fate half way and make it | D |
| A joy and blessing | G |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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