To The Reformers Of England Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCEFGFGHIJIKLKL IMINIIIIIIIIOCOCPQPQ RSRSJIJITUTVWXWXYIYI| GOD bless ye brothers in the fight | A |
| Ye 're waging now ye cannot fail | B |
| For better is your sense of right | A |
| Than king craft's triple mail | B |
| Than tyrant's law or bigot's ban | C |
| More mighty is your simplest word | D |
| The free heart of an honest man | C |
| Than crosier or the sword | E |
| Go let your blinded Church rehearse | F |
| The lesson it has learned so well | G |
| It moves not with its prayer or curse | F |
| The gates of heaven or hell | G |
| Let the State scaffold rise again | H |
| Did Freedom die when Russell died | I |
| Forget ye how the blood of Vane | J |
| From earth's green bosom cried | I |
| The great hearts of your olden time | K |
| Are beating with you full and strong | L |
| All holy memories and sublime | K |
| And glorious round ye throng | L |
| The bluff bold men of Runnymede | I |
| Are with ye still in times like these | M |
| The shades of England's mighty dead | I |
| Your cloud of witnesses | N |
| The truths ye urge are borne abroad | I |
| By every wind and every tide | I |
| The voice of Nature and of God | I |
| Speaks out upon your side | I |
| The weapons which your hands have found | I |
| Are those which Heaven itself has wrought | I |
| Light Truth and Love your battle ground | I |
| The free broad field of Thought | I |
| No partial selfish purpose breaks | O |
| The simple beauty of your plan | C |
| Nor lie from throne or altar shakes | O |
| Your steady faith in man | C |
| The languid pulse of England starts | P |
| And bounds beneath your words of power | Q |
| The beating of her million hearts | P |
| Is with you at this hour | Q |
| O ye who with undoubting eyes | R |
| Through present cloud and gathering storm | S |
| Behold the span of Freedom's skies | R |
| And sunshine soft and warm | S |
| Press bravely onward not in vain | J |
| Your generous trust in human kind | I |
| The good which bloodshed could not gain | J |
| Your peaceful zeal shall find | I |
| Press on the triumph shall be won | T |
| Of common rights and equal laws | U |
| The glorious dream of Harrington | T |
| And Sidney's good old cause | V |
| Blessing the cotter and the crown | W |
| Sweetening worn Labor's bitter cup | X |
| And plucking not the highest down | W |
| Lifting the lowest up | X |
| Press on and we who may not share | Y |
| The toil or glory of your fight | I |
| May ask at least in earnest prayer | Y |
| God's blessing on the right | I |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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