Shakespeare Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCD E FGFGHI JK JKLL MNMNOO CPCPQQ LOLOOO RSRSTT UVUVO WXWXOO YZYZA2A2 OOOOB2B2| TERCENTENNIAL CELEBRATION | A |
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| APRIL | B |
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| 'Who claims our Shakespeare from that realm unknown | C |
| Beyond the storm vexed islands of the deep | D |
| Where Genoa's roving mariner was blown | C |
| Her twofold Saint's day let our England keep | D |
| Shall warring aliens share her holy task ' | - |
| The Old World echoes ask | E |
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| O land of Shakespeare ours with all thy past | F |
| Till these last years that make the sea so wide | G |
| Think not the jar of battle's trumpet blast | F |
| Has dulled our aching sense to joyous pride | G |
| In every noble word thy sons bequeathed | H |
| The air our fathers breathed | I |
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| War wasted haggard panting from the strife | J |
| We turn to other days and far off lands | K |
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| Live o'er in dreams the Poet's faded life | J |
| Come with fresh lilies in our fevered hands | K |
| To wreathe his bust and scatter purple flowers | L |
| Not his the need but ours | L |
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| We call those poets who are first to mark | M |
| Through earth's dull mist the coming of the dawn | N |
| Who see in twilight's gloom the first pale spark | M |
| While others only note that day is gone | N |
| For him the Lord of light the curtain rent | O |
| That veils the firmament | O |
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| The greatest for its greatness is half known | C |
| Stretching beyond our narrow quadrant lines | P |
| As in that world of Nature all outgrown | C |
| Where Calaveras lifts his awful pines | P |
| And cast from Mariposa's mountain wall | Q |
| Nevada's cataracts fall | Q |
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| Yet heaven's remotest orb is partly ours | L |
| Throbbing its radiance like a beating heart | O |
| In the wide compass of angelic powers | L |
| The instinct of the blindworm has its part | O |
| So in God's kingliest creature we behold | O |
| The flower our buds infold | O |
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| With no vain praise we mock the stone carved name | R |
| Stamped once on dust that moved with pulse and breath | S |
| As thinking to enlarge that amplest fame | R |
| Whose undimmed glories gild the night of death | S |
| We praise not star or sun in these we see | T |
| Thee Father only thee | T |
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| Thy gifts are beauty wisdom power and love | U |
| We read we reverence on this human soul | V |
| Earth's clearest mirror of the light above | U |
| Plain as the record on thy prophet's scroll | V |
| When o'er his page the effluent splendors poured | O |
| Thine own 'Thus saith the Lord ' | - |
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| This player was a prophet from on high | W |
| Thine own elected Statesman poet sage | X |
| For him thy sovereign pleasure passed them by | W |
| Sidney's fair youth and Raleigh's ripened age | X |
| Spenser's chaste soul and his imperial mind | O |
| Who taught and shamed mankind | O |
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| Therefore we bid our hearts' Te Deum rise | Y |
| Nor fear to make thy worship less divine | Z |
| And hear the shouted choral shake the skies | Y |
| Counting all glory power and wisdom thine | Z |
| For thy great gift thy greater name adore | A2 |
| And praise thee evermore | A2 |
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| In this dread hour of Nature's utmost need | O |
| Thanks for these unstained drops of freshening dew | O |
| Oh while our martyrs fall our heroes bleed | O |
| Keep us to every sweet remembrance true | O |
| Till from this blood red sunset springs new born | B2 |
| Our Nation's second morn | B2 |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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