Brother Jonathan's Lament Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KKBB LLMM CCLL NNOOSHE has gone she has left us in passion and pride | A |
Our stormy browed sister so long at our side | A |
She has torn her own star from our firmament's glow | B |
And turned on her brother the face of a foe | B |
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Oh Caroline Caroline child of the sun | C |
We can never forget that our hearts have been one | C |
Our foreheads both sprinkled in Liberty's name | D |
From the fountain of blood with the finger of flame | D |
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You were always too ready to fire at a touch | E |
But we said She is hasty she does not mean much | E |
We have scowled when you uttered some turbulent threat | F |
But Friendship still whispered Forgive and forget | F |
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Has our love all died out Have its altars grown cold | G |
Has the curse come at last which the fathers foretold | G |
Then Nature must teach us the strength of the chain | H |
That her petulant children would sever in vain | H |
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They may fight till the buzzards are gorged with their spoil | I |
Till the harvest grows black as it rots in the soil | I |
Till the wolves and the catamounts troop from their caves | J |
And the shark tracks the pirate the lord of the waves | J |
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In vain is the strife When its fury is past | K |
Their fortunes must flow in one channel at last | K |
As the torrents that rush from the mountains of snow | B |
Roll mingled in peace through the valleys below | B |
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Our Union is river lake ocean and sky | L |
Man breaks not the medal when God cuts the die | L |
Though darkened with sulphur though cloven with steel | M |
The blue arch will brighten the waters will heal | M |
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Oh Caroline Caroline child of the sun | C |
There are battles with Fate that can never be won | C |
The star flowering banner must never be furled | L |
For its blossoms of light are the hope of the world | L |
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Go then our rash sister afar and aloof | N |
Run wild in the sunshine away from our roof | N |
But when your heart aches and your feet have grown sore | O |
Remember the pathway that leads to our door | O |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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