The Poor Can Feed The Birds Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABA CDC EFE GHG IJI KLK MNM EFE AFA IFI

Ragged unheeded stooping meanly shodA
The poor pass to the pond not far awayB
The spires go up to GodA
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Shyly they come from the unpainted laneC
Coats have they made of old unhappinessD
That keeps in every painC
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The rich have fear perchance their God is dimE
Tis with the hope of stored up happinessF
They build the spires to HimE
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The rich go out in clattering pomp and dareG
In the most holy places to insultH
The deep Benevolence thereG
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But tis the poor who make the loving wordsI
Slowly they stoop it is a SacramentJ
The poor can feed the birdsI
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Old it is old this scattering of the breadK
Deep as forgiveness or the tears that goL
Out somewhere to the deadK
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The feast of love the love that is the cureM
For all indignities it reigns it callsN
It chains us to the pureM
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Seldom they speak of God He is too dimE
So without thought of after happinessF
They feed the birds for HimE
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The rich men walk not here on the green sodA
But they have builded towers the timorousF
That still go up to GodA
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Still will the poor go out with loving wordsI
In the long need the need for happinessF
The poor can feed the birdsI

John Shaw Neilson



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