The Pine Tree Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGGHHIIJCKK LLAA| LIFT again the stately emblem on the Bay State's rusted shield | A |
| Give to Northern winds the Pine Tree on our banner's tattered field | A |
| Sons of men who sat in council with their Bibles round the board | B |
| Answering England's royal missive with a firm 'Thus saith the Lord ' | C |
| Rise again for home and freedom set the battle in array | D |
| What the fathers did of old time we their sons must do to day | D |
| Tell us not of banks and tariffs cease your paltry pedler cries | E |
| Shall the good State sink her honor that your gambling stocks may rise | E |
| Would ye barter man for cotton That your gains may sum up higher | F |
| Must we kiss the feet of Moloch pass our children through the fire | F |
| Is the dollar only real God and truth and right a dream | G |
| Weighed against your lying ledgers must our manhood kick the beam | G |
| O my God for that free spirit which of old in Boston town | H |
| Smote the Province House with terror struck the crest of Andros down | H |
| For another strong voiced Adams in the city's streets to cry | I |
| 'Up for God and Massachusetts Set your feet on Mammon's lie | I |
| Perish banks and perish traffic spin your cotton's latest pound | J |
| But in Heaven's name keep your honor keep the heart o' the Bay State sound ' | C |
| Where's the man for Massachusetts Where's the voice to speak her free | K |
| Where's the hand to light up bonfires from her mountains to the sea | K |
| Beats her Pilgrim pulse no longer Sits she dumb in her despair | L |
| Has she none to break the silence Has she none to do and dare | L |
| O my God for one right worthy to lift up her rushed shield | A |
| And to plant again the Pine Tree in her banner's tattered field | A |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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