Japan,'old And New Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHJKLK MNONPQRQ STUTVWIW XYZYA2CEC ZB2C2B2CHD2H E2F2G2F2H2MI2M J2K2AK2L2M2L2M2 F2QN2QO2I2P2I2 OQ2R2Q2S2HOH T2U2OU2V2W2OW2 OOGOOOX2O SOY2OOOZ2O V2OOOA3X2RX2 OOKOB3C3H2C3 D3OOOE3TF3T OG3EG3OHOH OWGWH3EFEThe son of a Japanese lord am I | A |
A Prince of the olden time | B |
My hair is white though black as night | C |
In my youth and early prime | B |
And again and again I ask myself | D |
As the past I sadly scan | E |
Are we better or worse Was it blessing or curse | F |
That foreigners brought Japan | E |
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It is barely two score years and ten | G |
Since the epoch making day | H |
When a foreign fleet through the summer heat | I |
Came sailing up our bay | H |
Still ring in my ears my father's words | J |
As we watched it breast the waves | K |
If strangers land on Nippon's strand | L |
We may one day be their slaves | K |
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But the strangers landed and asked for trade | M |
And a permanent Open Door | N |
And we deemed it best to grant the West | O |
A foothold on our shore | N |
Their slaves in truth we have not become | P |
Yet who can fail to find | Q |
That Japan obeys in a thousand ways | R |
The will of the western mind | Q |
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We sent our sons across the seas | S |
To learn from the Western Powers | T |
Their modes of life and their modes of strife | U |
And have made them largely ours | T |
But before all else have we learned from them | V |
That our first great aim must be | W |
To possess a fleet that can defeat | I |
All rivals on the sea | W |
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Hence all that the West hath yet devised | X |
For the slaughter of men en masse | Y |
We have copied or bought and have stopped at naught | Z |
To make our fleet first class | Y |
And lest this might not quite suffice | A2 |
Should an enemy come in sight | C |
We have made each man throughout Japan | E |
A soldier trained to fight | C |
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But alas for the change that hath been wrought | Z |
In the millions in our fields | B2 |
For the costly ships take from their lips | C2 |
The food that the harvest yields | B2 |
They were always poor but their load was light | C |
Compared with their load to day | H |
For thousands of hands that worked the lands | D2 |
Are drafted now away | H |
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And sad are the scenes in the sphere of Art | E2 |
In which we had won such fame | F2 |
The fingers left are not so deft | G2 |
As they were when the strangers came | F2 |
For then we toiled for Beauty's sake | H2 |
And by time were we never paid | M |
But now we have sold our art for gold | I2 |
And the western market's trade | M |
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I never look at the goods now sent | J2 |
So worthless do they seem | K2 |
Without a sigh for the standard high | A |
Which prevailed in the old regime | K2 |
When even the hilt of a Daimio's sword | L2 |
Was a work of months or years | M2 |
And the highest reward for a triumph scored | L2 |
Was praise from the artist's peers | M2 |
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No the soul of my people is not the same | F2 |
It was formerly sweet and kind | Q |
And happiness reigned in hearts restrained | N2 |
By an unspoiled gentle mind | Q |
But now the lusts of the outer world | O2 |
For power and lands and gold | I2 |
Our sons deprave till they madly crave | P2 |
What others have and hold | I2 |
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We have borrowed many things from the West | O |
But one have we left alone | Q2 |
Of its Christian creed we had no need | R2 |
And have thus far kept our own | Q2 |
For each of its numerous sects affirms | S2 |
That it has the only way | H |
And that all the rest should be suppressed | O |
For they lead mankind astray | H |
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But worse than the claims of rival sects | T2 |
And the war of clashing creeds | U2 |
Is the gulf heaven wide which we descried | O |
Between their words and deeds | U2 |
For He whose sacred name they bear | V2 |
Was known as the Prince of Peace | W2 |
And what He taught in practice wrought | O |
Would cause all wars to cease | W2 |
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They say with truth that we used to fight | O |
For our Lords on sea and coast | O |
But our soldiers then were as one to ten | G |
Not a permanent armored host | O |
Nor do we claim to obey the God | O |
They worship in the West | O |
But since they do is it not true | X2 |
That they mock at His first behest | O |
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His words were Love your enemies | S |
And never a hostile act | O |
To friend or foe should Christians show | Y2 |
By whomsoever attacked | O |
But they are really the best prepared | O |
To attack and to resist | O |
And the Kaiser who prays is the Kaiser who says | Z2 |
Go Strike with the mailed fist | O |
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We look abroad and everywhere | V2 |
The spirit of Christ is dead | O |
Men call Him Lord but they draw the sword | O |
In defiance of what He said | O |
And the haughty white skinned Christian race | A3 |
Hates men of a different hue | X2 |
And robs and slays in a thousand ways | R |
With excuses ever new | X2 |
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In the North and South in the East and West | O |
In vain do the natives plead | O |
By the Congo's waves are countless graves | K |
Where the Paleface gluts his greed | O |
And China's fate looms dark and grim | B3 |
As its people note the means | C3 |
That Christians take when gold's at stake | H2 |
From the Rand to the Philippines | C3 |
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We have had to choose between the rule | D3 |
Of the Sermon on the Mount | O |
And the brutal fact that nations act | O |
With an eye to their bank account | O |
And we see that the only way to shun | E3 |
The clutch of the Western Powers | T |
Is to learn to kill with Christian skill | F3 |
And to make their weapons ours | T |
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For we will not like the others bend | O |
Our necks to the white man's yoke | G3 |
And poor Japan to her latest man | E |
Will answer stroke with stroke | G3 |
So I watch to night a solemn sight | O |
On the breast of the moonlit bay | H |
As our gallant host for a hostile coast | O |
Prepares to sail away | H |
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It is life or death for my native land | O |
And I fear I may never see | W |
Those ships again with their noble men | G |
Return from victory | W |
And well I know in my heart of hearts | H3 |
As the past I sadly scan | E |
That we are worse and it was a curse | F |
That foreigners brought Japan | E |
John L. Stoddard
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