Progress Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CCCC CDCD EFEF GHGH ICJC CKCK LMLM NHOH PHLH QNQO LCLCThe Master stood upon the mount and taught | A |
He saw a fire in his disciples eyes | B |
The old law they said is wholly come to naught | A |
Behold the new world rise | B |
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Was it the Lord then said with scorn ye saw | C |
The old law observed by Scribes and Pharisees | C |
I say unto you see ye keep that law | C |
More faithfully than these | C |
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Too hasty heads for ordering worlds alas | C |
Think not that I to annul the law have will d | D |
No jot no tittle from the law shall pass | C |
Till all hath been fulfill d | D |
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So Christ said eighteen hundred years ago | E |
And what then shall be said to those to day | F |
Who cry aloud to lay the old world low | E |
To clear the new world s way | F |
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Religious fervours ardour misapplied | G |
Hence hence they cry ye do but keep man blind | H |
But keep him self immersed preoccupied | G |
And lame the active mind | H |
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Ah from the old world let some one answer give | I |
Scorn ye this world their tears their inward cares | C |
I say unto you see that your souls live | J |
A deeper life than theirs | C |
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Say ye The spirit of man has found new roads | C |
And we must leave the old faiths and walk therein | K |
Leave then the Cross as ye have left carved gods | C |
But guard the fire within | K |
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Bright else and fast the stream of life may roll | L |
And no man may the other s hurt behold | M |
Yet each will have one anguish his own soul | L |
Which perishes of cold | M |
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Here let that voice make end then let a strain | N |
From a far lonelier distance like the wind | H |
Be heard floating through heaven and fill again | O |
These men s profoundest mind | H |
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Children of men the unseen Power whose eye | P |
For ever doth accompany mankind | H |
Hath looked on no religion scornfully | L |
That men did ever find | H |
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Which has not taught weak wills how much they can | Q |
Which has not fall n on the dry heart like rain | N |
Which has not cried to sunk self weary man | Q |
Thou must be born again | O |
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Children of men not that your age excel | L |
In pride of life the ages of your sires | C |
But that you think clear feel deep bear fruit well | L |
The Friend of man desires | C |
Matthew Arnold
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