In The Evil Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCBDEDDEFGFFGHIJHI HKHHKLMLLMNOPNQAHCCH KRKKRHHHHHSTSUT| The evil days have come the poor | A |
| Are made a prey | B |
| Bar up the hospitable door | C |
| Put out the fire lights point no more | C |
| The wanderer's way | B |
| For Pity now is crime the chain | D |
| Which binds our States | E |
| Is melted at her hearth in twain | D |
| Is rusted by her tears' soft rain | D |
| Close up her gates | E |
| Our Union like a glacier stirred | F |
| By voice below | G |
| Or bell of kine or wing of bird | F |
| A beggar's crust a kindly word | F |
| May overthrow | G |
| Poor whispering tremblers yet we boast | H |
| Our blood and name | I |
| Bursting its century bolted frost | J |
| Each gray cairn on the Northman's coast | H |
| Cries out for shame | I |
| Oh for the open firmament | H |
| The prairie free | K |
| The desert hillside cavern rent | H |
| The Pawnee's lodge the Arab's tent | H |
| The Bushman's tree | K |
| Than web of Persian loom most rare | L |
| Or soft divan | M |
| Better the rough rock bleak and bare | L |
| Or hollow tree which man may share | L |
| With suffering man | M |
| I hear a voice Thus saith the Law | N |
| Let Love be dumb | O |
| Clasping her liberal hands in awe | P |
| Let sweet lipped Charity withdraw | N |
| From hearth and home ' | Q |
| I hear another voice The poor | A |
| Are thine to feed | H |
| Turn not the outcast from thy door | C |
| Nor give to bonds and wrong once more | C |
| Whom God hath freed | H |
| Dear Lord between that law and Thee | K |
| No choice remains | R |
| Yet not untrue to man's decree | K |
| Though spurning its rewards is he | K |
| Who bears its pains | R |
| Not mine Sedition's trumpet blast | H |
| And threatening word | H |
| I read the lesson of the Past | H |
| That firm endurance wins at last | H |
| More than the sword | H |
| O clear eyed Faith and Patience thou | S |
| So calm and strong | T |
| Lend strength to weakness teach us how | S |
| The sleepless eyes of God look through | U |
| This night of wrong | T |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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