The Masters Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCACA DEDEFGFG AHAHIAIA AAAA JKJKLALA MLMLNANA OAOAIPIP KQKQ| Oh Masters you who rule the world | A |
| Will you not wait with me awhile | B |
| When swords are sheathed and sails are furled | A |
| And all the fields with harvest smile | B |
| I would not waste your time for long | C |
| I ask you but when you are tired | A |
| To read how by the weak the strong | C |
| Are weighed and worshipped and desired | A |
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| When weary of the Mart the Loom | D |
| The Withering house the Riffle blocks | E |
| The Barrack square the Engine room | D |
| The pick axe ringing on the rocks | E |
| When tents are pitched and work is done | F |
| While restful twilight broods above | G |
| By fresh lit lamp or dying sun | F |
| See in my songs how women love | G |
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| We shared your lonely watch by night | A |
| We knew you faithful at the helm | H |
| Our thoughts went with you through the fight | A |
| That saved a soul or wrecked a realm | H |
| Ah how our hearts leapt forth to you | I |
| In pride and joy when you prevailed | A |
| And when you died serene and true | I |
| We wept in silence when you failed | A |
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| Oh brain that did not gain the gold | A |
| Oh arm that could not wield the sword | A |
| Here is the love that is not sold | A |
| Here are the hearts to hail you Lord | A |
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| You played and lost the game What then | J |
| The rules are harsh and hard we know | K |
| You still Oh brothers are the men | J |
| Whom we in secret reverence so | K |
| Your work was waste Maybe your share | L |
| Lay in the hour you laughed and kissed | A |
| Who knows but what your son shall wear | L |
| The laurels that his father missed | A |
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| Ay you who win and you who lose | M |
| Whether you triumph or despair | L |
| When your returning footsteps choose | M |
| The homeward track our love is there | L |
| For since the world is ordered thus | N |
| To you the fame the stress the sword | A |
| We can but wait until to us | N |
| You give yourselves for our reward | A |
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| To Whaler's deck and Coral beach | O |
| To lonely Ranch and Frontier Fort | A |
| Beyond the narrow bounds of speech | O |
| I lay the cable of my thought | A |
| I fain would send my thanks to you | I |
| Though who am I to give you praise | P |
| Since what you are and work you do | I |
| Are lessons for our easier ways | P |
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| 'Neath alien stars your camp fires glow | K |
| I know you not your tents are far | Q |
| My hope is but in song to show | K |
| How honoured and dear you are | Q |
Laurence Hope (adela Florence Cory Nicolson)
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