A Parting Health - To J. L. Motley Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GHII JKEE LLMM NNOO| Yes we knew we must lose him though friendship may claim | A |
| To blend her green leaves with the laurels of fame | A |
| Though fondly at parting we call him our own | B |
| 'T is the whisper of love when the bugle has blown | B |
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| As the rider that rests with the spur on his heel | C |
| As the guardsman that sleeps in his corselet of steel | C |
| As the archer that stands with his shaft on the string | D |
| He stoops from his toil to the garland we bring | D |
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| What pictures yet slumber unborn in his loom | E |
| Till their warriors shall breathe and their beauties shall bloom | E |
| While the tapestry lengthens the life glowing dyes | F |
| That caught from our sunsets the stain of their skies | F |
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| In the alcoves of death in the charnels of timid | G |
| Where flit the gaunt spectres of passion and crime | H |
| There are triumphs untold there are martyrs unsung | I |
| There are heroes yet silent to speak with his tongue | I |
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| Let us hear the proud story which time has bequeathed | J |
| From lips that are warm with the freedom they breathed | K |
| Let him summon its tyrants and tell us their doom | E |
| Though he sweep the black past like Van Tromp with his broom | E |
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| The dream flashes by for the west winds awake | L |
| On pampas on prairie o'er mountain and lake | L |
| To bathe the swift bark like a sea girdled shrine | M |
| With incense they stole from the rose and the pine | M |
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| So fill a bright cup with the sunlight that gushed | N |
| When the dead summer's jewels were trampled and crushed | N |
| THE TRUE KNIGHT OF LEARNING the world holds him dear | O |
| Love bless him Joy crown him God speed his career | O |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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