Despair Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFFFGG HHIIJKII LLHHLLHH AAMMFFNN OOHHLLHH| No rest not one day in the seven for me | A |
| Not one from the maddening yoke to be free | A |
| Not one to escape from the boss on the prowl | B |
| His sinister glance and his furious growl | B |
| The cry of the foreman the smell of the shop | C |
| To feel for one moment the manacles drop | C |
| 'Tis rest then you want and you fain would forget | D |
| To rest and oblivion they'll carry you yet | D |
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| The flow'rs and the trees will have withered ere long | E |
| The last bird already is ending his song | E |
| And soon will be leafless and shadeless the bow'rs | F |
| I long oh I long for the perfume of flow'rs | F |
| To feel for a moment ere stripped are the trees | F |
| In meadow lands open the breath of the breeze | F |
| You long for the meadow lands breezy and fair | G |
| O soon enough others will carry you there | G |
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| The rivulet sparkles with heavenly light | H |
| The wavelets they glisten with diamonds bedight | H |
| Oh but for a moment to leap in the stream | I |
| And play in the waters that ripple and gleam | I |
| My body is weakened with terrible toil | J |
| The bath would refresh me renew me the while | K |
| You dream of a bath in the shimmering stream | I |
| 'Twill come when forever is ended your dream | I |
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| The sweatshop is smoky and gloomy and mean | L |
| I strive oh how vainly I strive to be clean | L |
| All day I am covered with grime and with dirt | H |
| You'd laugh but I long for a spotless white shirt | H |
| For life that is noble 'tis needful I ween | L |
| To work as a man should and still be as clean | L |
| So now 'tis your wish all in white to be dressed | H |
| In white they will robe you and lay you to rest | H |
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| The woods they are cool and the woods they are free | A |
| To dream and to wander how sweet it would be | A |
| The birds their eternal glad holiday keep | M |
| With song that enchants you and lulls you to sleep | M |
| 'Tis hot here and close and the din will not cease | F |
| I long for the forest its coolth and its peace | F |
| Ay cool you will soon be and not only cool | N |
| But cold as no forest can make you O Fool | N |
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| I long for a friend who will comfort and cheer | O |
| And fill me with courage when sorrow is near | O |
| A comrade of treasures the rarest and best | H |
| Who gives to existence its crown and its crest | H |
| And I am an orphan and I am alone | L |
| No friend or companion to call me his own | L |
| Companions a plenty they're numberless too | H |
| They're swarming already and waiting for you | H |
Morris Rosenfeld
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