On The Death Of President Garfield Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HIHJ KLKL MAMA A NONO PQPQ RSRS TUVU WXWX A YZYZ A2B2A2B2 C2YC2Y D2E2D2E2 AZAZ F2LF2L D2E2D2E2 YYYY| I | A |
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| FALLEN with autumn's falling leaf | B |
| Ere yet his summer's noon was past | C |
| Our friend our guide our trusted chief | B |
| What words can match a woe so vast | C |
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| And whose the chartered claim to speak | D |
| The sacred grief where all have part | E |
| Where sorrow saddens every cheek | D |
| And broods in every aching heart | E |
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| Yet Nature prompts the burning phrase | F |
| That thrills the hushed and shrouded hall | G |
| The loud lament the sorrowing praise | F |
| The silent tear that love lets fall | G |
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| In loftiest verse in lowliest rhyme | H |
| Shall strive unblamed the minstrel choir | I |
| The singers of the new born time | H |
| And trembling age with outworn lyre | J |
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| No room for pride no place for blame | K |
| We fling our blossoms on the grave | L |
| Pale scentless faded all we claim | K |
| This only what we had we gave | L |
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| Ah could the grief of all who mourn | M |
| Blend in one voice its bitter cry | A |
| The wail to heaven's high arches borne | M |
| Would echo through the caverned sky | A |
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| II | A |
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| O happiest land whose peaceful choice | N |
| Fills with a breath its empty throne | O |
| God speaking through thy people's voice | N |
| Has made that voice for once His own | O |
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| No angry passion shakes the state | P |
| Whose weary servant seeks for rest | Q |
| And who could fear that scowling hate | P |
| Would strike at that unguarded breast | Q |
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| He stands unconscious of his doom | R |
| In manly strength erect serene | S |
| Around him Summer spreads her bloom | R |
| He falls what horror clothes the scene | S |
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| How swift the sudden flash of woe | T |
| Where all was bright as childhood's dream | U |
| As if from heaven's ethereal bow | V |
| Had leaped the lightning's arrowy gleam | U |
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| Blot the foul deed from history's page | W |
| Let not the all betraying sun | X |
| Blush for the day that stains an age | W |
| When murder's blackest wreath was won | X |
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| III | A |
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| Pale on his couch the sufferer lies | Y |
| The weary battle ground of pain | Z |
| Love tends his pillow Science tries | Y |
| Her every art alas in vain | Z |
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| The strife endures how long how long | A2 |
| Life death seem balanced in the scale | B2 |
| While round his bed a viewless throng | A2 |
| Await each morrow's changing tale | B2 |
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| In realms the desert ocean parts | C2 |
| What myriads watch with tear filled eyes | Y |
| His pulse beats echoing in their hearts | C2 |
| His breathings counted with their sighs | Y |
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| Slowly the stores of life are spent | D2 |
| Yet hope still battles with despair | E2 |
| Will Heaven not yield when knees are bent | D2 |
| Answer O thou that hearest prayer | E2 |
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| But silent is the brazen sky | A |
| On sweeps the meteor's threatening train | Z |
| Unswerving Nature's mute reply | A |
| Bound in her adamantine chain | Z |
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| Not ours the verdict to decide | F2 |
| Whom death shall claim or skill shall save | L |
| The hero's life though Heaven denied | F2 |
| It gave our land a martyr's grave | L |
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| Nor count the teaching vainly sent | D2 |
| How human hearts their griefs may share | E2 |
| The lesson woman's love has lent | D2 |
| What hope may do what faith can bear | E2 |
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| Farewell the leaf strown earth enfolds | Y |
| Our stay our pride our hopes our fears | Y |
| And autumn's golden sun beholds | Y |
| A nation bowed a world in tears | Y |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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