My Library Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCC BCBCDDD CECEFFF CCCCGGG HIHIJJJ CECEKKK LMLMNNN OHOHPPP CJCJFFF QRQRSSS TCTCBBB| Shrine of my mind my Library | A |
| Each morn I greet thee with delight | B |
| When soul refreshed I bring to thee | A |
| The benediction of the night | B |
| Encompassed by thy sheltering walls | C |
| 'Mid books whose interest enthralls | C |
| Life's shadow from my spirit falls | C |
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| Behold above the wooded height | B |
| The sun god's glittering disk appears | C |
| And at a bound its flood of light | B |
| The intervening valley clears | C |
| Enveloped in its noiseless tide | D |
| Each castle on the mountain side | D |
| Stands forth in splendor glorified | D |
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| How welcome are the yellow waves | C |
| That through the eastern windows pour | E |
| And with a warmth my nature craves | C |
| Transmute to gold the polished floor | E |
| Then mount to gild my desk my chair | F |
| And e'en the spotless paper there | F |
| Which soon my written thought must bear | F |
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| In serried ranks around me rise | C |
| Two thousand tried and trusty friends | C |
| Instructive famous witty wise | C |
| Each gladly his assistance lends | C |
| To suit at will my varying mood | G |
| But none that aid will e'er intrude | G |
| Or break unsought my solitude | G |
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| Some speak of problems of the soul | H |
| Profound insoluble sublime | I |
| Some tell of Law's supreme control | H |
| And some retrace through distant time | I |
| The evolution of mankind | J |
| And in its ever broadening mind | J |
| A hope for future triumphs find | J |
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| A few the noble deeds rehearse | C |
| Of heroes famed in peace or war | E |
| While many in inspiring verse | C |
| Show heights to which the soul may soar | E |
| But all with serious thoughts are filled | K |
| And some hold truths from life distilled | K |
| Whose power my heart hath often thrilled | K |
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| By such companions cheered and blest | L |
| How vapid seems the listless throng | M |
| Of those who tortured by unrest | L |
| Find life too dull and days too long | M |
| And idly frittering time away | N |
| As scandal mongers rend and slay | N |
| The friends they dined with yesterday | N |
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| My Library to thee I turn | O |
| As turns the needle toward the pole | H |
| And feel my heart within me yearn | O |
| For all thou offerest to the soul | H |
| Why should I join in feverish haste | P |
| The crowd for which I have no taste | P |
| The precious boon of life to waste | P |
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| Yet not as an austere recluse | C |
| Still less as one who hates mankind | J |
| Do I thy peaceful precincts choose | C |
| But as a student who can find | J |
| No joys in Vanity's gay Fair | F |
| That for an instant can compare | F |
| With those thou askest me to share | F |
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| Moreover welcome as the sun | Q |
| Are friends whose love I prize and hold | R |
| Their visits I would never shun | Q |
| To them my heart grows never cold | R |
| And whether they have wealth or fame | S |
| Or bear a plain or titled name | S |
| To me will always be the same | S |
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| Nor am I ever quite alone | T |
| When thus ensconced among my books | C |
| A kindred mind there meets my own | T |
| And with me toward the sunset looks | C |
| With blazing logs the hearth is bright | B |
| A treasured volume is in sight | B |
| Hence to the outer world good night | B |
John L. Stoddard
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