Birthday Of Daniel Webster Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE DFDF GHGH DIDI DJDJ DKDK LMLM NINO KPKP QAQA RSRS NTNT DIDN CUCU DVDV

JANUARYA
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WHEN life hath run its largest roundB
Of toil and triumph joy and woeC
How brief a storied page is foundB
To compass all its outward showC
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The world tried sailor tires and droopsD
His flag is rent his keel forgotE
His farthest voyages seem but loopsD
That float from life's entangled knotE
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But when within the narrow spaceD
Some larger soul hath lived and wroughtF
Whose sight was open to embraceD
The boundless realms of deed and thoughtF
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When stricken by the freezing blastG
A nation's living pillars fallH
How rich the storied page how vastG
A word a whisper can recallH
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No medal lifts its fretted faceD
Nor speaking marble cheats your eyeI
Yet while these pictured lines I traceD
A living image passes byI
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A roof beneath the mountain pinesD
The cloisters of a hill girt plainJ
The front of life's embattled linesD
A mound beside the heaving mainJ
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These are the scenes a boy appearsD
Set life's round dial in the sunK
Count the swift arc of seventy yearsD
His frame is dust his task is doneK
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Yet pause upon the noontide hourL
Ere the declining sun has laidM
His bleaching rays on manhood's powerL
And look upon the mighty shadeM
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No gloom that stately shape can hideN
No change uncrown its brow behold II
Dark calm large fronted lightning eyedN
Earth has no double from its mouldO
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Ere from the fields by valor wonK
The battle smoke had rolled awayP
And bared the blood red setting sunK
His eyes were opened on the dayP
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His land was but a shelving stripQ
Black with the strife that made it freeA
He lived to see its banners dipQ
Their fringes in the Western seaA
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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 diedN
When life's full cycle was completeT
Put off his robes of power and prideN
And laid them at his Master's feetT
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His rest is by the storm swept wavesD
Whom life's wild tempests roughly trieI
Whose heart was like the streaming eavesD
Of ocean throbbing at his sideN
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Death's cold white hand is like the snowC
Laid softly on the furrowed hillU
It hides the broken seams belowC
And leaves the summit brighter stillU
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In vain the envious tongue upbraidsD
His name a nation's heart shall keepV
Till morning's latest sunlight fadesD
On the blue tablet of the deepV

Oliver Wendell Holmes



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