Birthday Of Daniel Webster (january 18, 1856) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD CECE FGFG CHCH CICI CJCJ KLKL MHMN JOJO PQPQ RSRS MTMT CHCM BUBU CVCV

When life hath run its largest roundA
Of toil and triumph joy and woeB
How brief a storied page is foundA
To compass all its outward showB
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The world tried sailor tires and droopsC
His flag is rent his keel forgotD
His farthest voyages seem but loopsC
That float from life's entangled knotD
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But when within the narrow spaceC
Some larger soul hath lived and wroughtE
Whose sight was open to embraceC
The boundless realms of deed and thoughtE
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When stricken by the freezing blastF
A nation's living pillars fallG
How rich the storied page how vastF
A word a whisper can recallG
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No medal lifts its fretted faceC
Nor speaking marble cheats your eyeH
Yet while these pictured lines I traceC
A living image passes byH
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A roof beneath the mountain pinesC
The cloisters of a hill girt plainI
The front of life's embattled linesC
A mound beside the heaving mainI
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These are the scenes a boy appearsC
Set life's round dial in the sunJ
Count the swift arc of seventy yearsC
His frame is dust his task is doneJ
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Yet pause upon the noontide hourK
Ere the declining sun has laidL
His bleaching rays on manhood's powerK
And look upon the mighty shadeL
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No gloom that stately shape can hideM
No change uncrown its brow behold IH
Dark calm large fronted lightning eyedM
Earth has no double from its mouldN
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Ere from the fields by valor wonJ
The battle smoke had rolled awayO
And bared the blood red setting sunJ
His eyes were opened on the dayO
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His land was but a shelving stripP
Black with the strife that made it freeQ
He lived to see its banners dipP
Their fringes in the Western seaQ
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The boundless prairies learned his nameR
His words the mountain echoes knewS
The Northern breezes swept his fameR
From icy lake to warm bayouS
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In toil he lived in peace he diedM
When life's full cycle was completeT
Put off his robes of power and prideM
And laid them at his Master's feetT
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His rest is by the storm swept wavesC
Whom life's wild tempests roughly trieH
Whose heart was like the streaming eavesC
Of ocean throbbing at his sideM
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Death's cold white hand is like the snowB
Laid softly on the furrowed hillU
It hides the broken seams belowB
And leaves the summit brighter stillU
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In vain the envious tongue upbraidsC
His name a nation's heart shall keepV
Till morning's latest sunlight fadesC
On the blue tablet of the deepV

Oliver Wendell Holmes



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