Edward Everett - "our First Citizen" Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Winter's cold drift lies glistening o'er his breast	A
For him no spring shall bid the leaf unfold	B
What Love could speak by sudden grief oppressed	A
What swiftly summoned Memory tell is told	B
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Even as the bells in one consenting chime	C
Filled with their sweet vibrations all the air	D
So joined all voices in that mournful time	C
His genius wisdom virtues to declare	D
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What place is left for words of measured praise	E
Till calm eyed History with her iron pen	F
Grooves in the unchanging rock the final phrase	E
That shapes his image in the souls of men	F
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Yet while the echoes still repeat his name	G
While countless tongues his full orbed life rehearse	H
Love by his beating pulses taught will claim	G
The breath of song the tuneful throb of verse	H
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Verse that in ever changing ebb and flow	I
Moves like the laboring heart with rush and rest	A
Or swings in solemn cadence sad and slow	I
Like the tired heaving of a grief worn breast	A
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This was a mind so rounded so complete	J
No partial gift of Nature in excess	K
That like a single stream where many meet	J
Each separate talent counted something less	K
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A little hillock if it lonely stand	L
Holds o'er the fields an undisputed reign	M
While the broad summit of the table land	L
Seems with its belt of clouds a level plain	M
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Servant of all his powers that faithful slave	N
Unsleeping Memory strengthening with his toils	O
To every ruder task his shoulder gave	N
And loaded every day with golden spoils	O
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Order the law of Heaven was throned supreme	P
O'er action instinct impulse feeling thought	Q
True as the dial's shadow to the beam	P
Each hour was equal to the charge it brought	Q
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Too large his compass for the nicer skill	R
That weighs the world of science grain by grain	M
All realms of knowledge owned the mastering will	R
That claimed the franchise of its whole domain	M
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Earth air sea sky the elemental fire	S
Art history song what meanings lie in each	T
Found in his cunning hand a stringless lyre	U
And poured their mingling music through his speech	T
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Thence flowed those anthems of our festal days	E
Whose ravishing division held apart	V
The lips of listening throngs in sweet amaze	E
Moved in all breasts the selfsame human heart	V
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Subdued his accents as of one who tries	W
To press some care some haunting sadness down	X
His smile half shadow and to stranger eyes	W
The kingly forehead wore an iron crown	X
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He was not armed to wrestle with the storm	Y
To fight for homely truth with vulgar power	S
Grace looked from every feature shaped his form	Y
The rose of Academe the perfect flower	S
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Such was the stately scholar whom we knew	Z
In those ill days of soul enslaving calm	A2
Before the blast of Northern vengeance blew	Z
Her snow wreathed pine against the Southern palm	A2
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Ah God forgive us did we hold too cheap	B2
The heart we might have known but would not see	C2
And look to find the nation's friend asleep	B2
Through the dread hour of her Gethsemane	Z
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That wrong is past we gave him up to Death	D2
With all a hero's honors round his name	G
As martyrs coin their blood he coined his breath	D2
And dimmed the scholar's in the patriot's fame	G
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So shall we blazon on the shaft we raise	E
Telling our grief our pride to unborn years	E2
He who had lived the mark of all men's praise	E
Died with the tribute of a Nation's tears	F2

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