Wilfred Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BCBCC DEDEFE GHGHH IJIJJ KLKLML NONOO PQPQQ RSRSS| A | |
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| What of these tender feet | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp That have never toddled yet | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp What dances shall they beat | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp With what red vintage wet | C |
| In what wild way will they march or stray by what sly paynims met | C |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp The toil of it none may share | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp By yourself must the way be won | E |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Through fervid or frozen air | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Till the overland journey's done | E |
| And I would not take for your own dear sake one thorn from your track | F |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp my son | E |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp Go forth to your hill and dale | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Yet take in your hand from me | H |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp A staff when your footsteps fail | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp A weapon if need there be | H |
| 'Twill hum in your ear when the foeman's near athirst for the victory | H |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp In the desert of dusty death | I |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp It will point to the hidden spring | J |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Should you weary and fail for breath | I |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp It will burgeon and branch and swing | J |
| Till you sink to sleep in its shadow deep to the sound of its murmuring | J |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp You must face the general foe | K |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp A phantom pale and grim | L |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp If you flinch at his glare he'll grow | K |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And gather your strength to him | L |
| But your power will rise if you laugh in his eyes and away in a mist | M |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp he'll swim | L |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp To your freeborn soul be true | N |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Fling parchment in the fire | O |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Men's laws are null for you | N |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp For a word of Love is higher | O |
| And can you do aught when He rules your thought but follow your own desire | O |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp You will dread no pinching dearth | P |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp In the home where you love to lie | Q |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp For your floor will be good brown earth | P |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And your roof the open sky | Q |
| There'll be room for all at your festival when the heart red wine runs high | Q |
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| nbsp nbsp nbsp Joy to you joy and strife | R |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And a golden East before | S |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And the sound of the sea of life | R |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp In your ears when you reach the shore | S |
| And a hope that still with as good a will you may fight as you fought of yore | S |
John Le Gay Brereton
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