Programme Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EFF GGHH IIJJ FFKK LLMM NNOO PPQQ RRSS TTU IIVW XXYY ZZA2A2 B2B2BB C2C2D2D2 TTE2E2 UUF2F2

READER gentle if so beA
Such still live and live for meA
Will it please you to be toldB
What my tenscore pages holdB
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Here are verses that in spiteC
Of myself I needs must writeC
Like the wine that oozes firstD
When the unsqueezed grapes have burstD
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Here are angry lines 'too hard '-
Says the soldier battle scarredE
Could I smile his scars awayF
I would blot the bitter layF
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Written with a knitted browG
Read with placid wonder nowG
Throbbed such passion in my heartH
Did his wounds once really smartH
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Here are varied strains that singI
All the changes life can bringI
Songs when joyous friends have metJ
Songs the mourner's tears have wetJ
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See the banquet's dead bouquetF
Fair and fragrant in its dayF
Do they read the selfsame linesK
He that fasts and he that dinesK
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Year by year like milestones placedL
Mark the record Friendship tracedL
Prisoned in the walls of timeM
Life has notched itself in rhymeM
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As its seasons slid alongN
Every year a notch of songN
From the June of long agoO
When the rose was full in blowO
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Till the scarlet sage has comeP
And the cold chrysanthemumP
Read but not to praise or blameQ
Are not all our hearts the sameQ
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For the rest they take their chanceR
Some may pay a passing glanceR
Others well they served a turnS
Wherefore written would you learnS
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Not for glory not for pelfT
Not be sure to please myselfT
Not for any meaner endsU
Always 'by request of friends '-
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Here's the cousin of a kingI
Would I do the civil thingI
Here 's the first born of a queenV
Here 's a slant eyed MandarinW
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Would I polish off JapanX
Would I greet this famous manX
Prince or Prelate Sheik or ShahY
Figaro gi and Figaro laY
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Would I just this once complyZ
So they teased and teased till IZ
Be the truth at once confessedA2
Wavered yielded did my bestA2
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Turn my pages never mindB2
If you like not all you findB2
Think not all the grains are goldB
Sacramento's sand banks holdB
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Every kernel has its shellC2
Every chime its harshest bellC2
Every face its weariest lookD2
Every shelf its emptiest bookD2
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Every field its leanest sheafT
Every book its dullest leafT
Every leaf its weakest lineE2
Shall it not be so with mineE2
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Best for worst shall make amendsU
Find us keep us leave us friendsU
Till perchance we meet againF2
Benedicite AmenF2

Oliver Wendell Holmes



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