In Memory Of John And Robert Ware Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAABB CDCCDD EFEEFF GHGGHH IJIIKK LMLLMM NONNOO EPEEPP QRQQSR| No mystic charm no mortal art | A |
| Can bid our loved companions stay | B |
| The bands that clasp them to our heart | A |
| Snap in death's frost and fall apart | A |
| Like shadows fading with the day | B |
| They pass away | B |
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| The young are stricken in their pride | C |
| The old long tottering faint and fall | D |
| Master and scholar side by side | C |
| Through the dark portals silent glide | C |
| That open in life's mouldering wall | D |
| And close on all | D |
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| Our friend's our teacher's task was done | E |
| When Mercy called him from on high | F |
| A little cloud had dimmed the sun | E |
| The saddening hours had just begun | E |
| And darker days were drawing nigh | F |
| 'T was time to die | F |
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| A whiter soul a fairer mind | G |
| A life with purer course and aim | H |
| A gentler eye a voice more kind | G |
| We may not look on earth to find | G |
| The love that lingers o'er his name | H |
| Is more than fame | H |
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| These blood red summers ripen fast | I |
| The sons are older than the sires | J |
| Ere yet the tree to earth is cast | I |
| The sapling falls before the blast | I |
| Life's ashes keep their covered fires | K |
| Its flame expires | K |
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| Struck by the noiseless viewless foe | L |
| Whose deadlier breath than shot or shell | M |
| Has laid the best and bravest low | L |
| His boy all bright in morning's glow | L |
| That high souled youth he loved so well | M |
| Untimely fell | M |
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| Yet still he wore his placid smile | N |
| And trustful in the cheering creed | O |
| That strives all sorrow to beguile | N |
| Walked calmly on his way awhile | N |
| Ah breast that leans on breaking reed | O |
| Must ever bleed | O |
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| So they both left us sire and son | E |
| With opening leaf with laden bough | P |
| The youth whose race was just begun | E |
| The wearied man whose course was run | E |
| Its record written on his brow | P |
| Are brothers now | P |
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| Brothers The music of the sound | Q |
| Breathes softly through my closing strain | R |
| The floor we tread is holy ground | Q |
| Those gentle spirits hovering round | Q |
| While our fair circle joins again | S |
| Its broken chain | R |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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