Others Save With Fear Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGGHH IIJJKKLM NNOOMMPP QQRRSSMM GTUUVVWW XXYYZZA2A2 MMB2B2B2B2C2C2

Some men there are who stand so straightA
So equipoised that others' fateA
Seems to depend on their behestB
And useless all our every questB
To gain perfection or renownC
Unless we touch the flowing gownC
Of these high priests whose shadows fallD
Within themselves if fall at allD
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Others are not as straight as theseE
But more like rough and gnarled treesE
But little beauty they displayF
Shadows they cast across the wayF
And from them men with scorning turnG
Or if they speak their accents burnG
Like capsicum on chafed skinH
And leave a smarting wound withinH
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Once noble men when turned asideI
By fleshly lust or sinful prideI
Each one becomes a broken bellJ
On which the angry fiends of hellJ
Ring out their discord harsh and loudK
As if with demon powers endowedK
Colossal once through grace they wereL
Colossal still though cleft and bareM
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On northern rocks is often seenN
The impress of some southern sheenN
The brightness of a warmer bloomO
Unknown to winter's frost and gloomO
The fossil flower of epoch fairM
Has left its lasting impress thereM
So in some men whose hearts are coldP
You find a trace of days of oldP
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While we deplore the Arctic chillQ
The frigid heart the ice bound willQ
We must admire the fossil traceR
Still seen of early days of graceR
Hiding from sight as best we canS
The traces of the fallen manS
We feast our eyes upon the fairM
Though fossil lines that linger thereM
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How to restore is our concernG
As we o'er their declensions mournT
Can such dire ruin be repairedU
Only if God's strong arm be baredU
But we must do a brother's partV
And try to thaw the frozen heartV
Not by the fire of wrath aboveW
But by the melting coals of loveW
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As bullets smooth are farther shotX
Because rough angles they have notX
So gentle ways and loving speechY
Are sure the erring heart to reachY
While jagged deeds and words unkindZ
Like pebbles rough much friction findZ
They fall before they reach the goalA2
And seldom help the needy soulA2
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To truth be loyal but take a careM
That with true zeal tact have a shareM
The lightning when it strikes the treeB2
Runs with the grain as oft you seeB2
Those who at angling are adeptsB2
Choose well their bait and guard their stepsB2
So if you would the sinner gainC2
Bait well your hook or mark the grainC2

Joseph Horatio Chant



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