Our Country; - Or, - A Century Of Progress Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEGEHEH IJKJLMLM EJEJNONO PEPEEQEQ ERERNENE STSTEEEE EUEUCVCV EWEWXJXJ URURNAMA| Over the waves of the Western sea | A |
| Led by the hand of Hope she came | B |
| The beautiful Angel of Liberty | A |
| When the sky was red with the sunset's flame | B |
| Came to a rocky and surf beat shore | C |
| Lone and wintry and stern and wild | D |
| The waves behind her and wastes before | C |
| And the Angel of Liberty pausing smiled | D |
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| Here O Sister shall be our rest | E |
| Softly she sang and the waters shone | F |
| While a mellower radiance flushed the west | E |
| Lingering mountain and vale upon | G |
| Sweetly the murmurous melody blent | E |
| With flow of rivers and woodland song | H |
| And wandering breezes that singing went | E |
| Joyously wafted the notes along | H |
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| Acadia lifted her mist wreathed brow | I |
| Westerly gazing with eager eye | J |
| And lakes that sat in the sunset glow | K |
| Flashed back upon her in glad reply | J |
| On with every murmuring stream | L |
| On with every wandering breeze | M |
| Floated the strain through the New World's dream | L |
| Till it died on the far Pacific seas | M |
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| Many a season came and went | E |
| Many a changeful year sped by | J |
| Many a forest its proud head bent | E |
| Many a valley looked up to the sky | J |
| Patient Labor and bold Emprise | N |
| Art Invention Science Skill | O |
| Each for each 'neath those northern skies | N |
| Toiled together with earnest will | O |
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| Up the mountain and down the glen | P |
| And far away to the level West | E |
| Hosts of dauntless unwearied men | P |
| Onward ever with firm foot pressed | E |
| The blue axe gleamed in the wintry light | E |
| And forests melted like mist away | Q |
| Through virgin soils went the ploughshare bright | E |
| And harvests brightened the summer day | Q |
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| Learning gathered around her feet | E |
| Listening crowds of aspiring youth | R |
| Meek Religion with accents sweet | E |
| Guided her vot'ries in ways o' truth | R |
| Countless church spires pierced the skies | N |
| Countless temples of Science wooed | E |
| To thought's arena of high emprise | N |
| An eager emulous multitude | E |
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| White sails dotted the waters blue | S |
| Hamlets smiled amid valleys green | T |
| Populous cities sprang and grew | S |
| Where swamp and wilderness erst were seen | T |
| Fleet as the tempest the iron steed | E |
| Shook the hills with his thunderous tread | E |
| From shore to shore with the lightning's speed | E |
| Couriers electric man's errands sped | E |
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| Then kindred States that had stood apart | E |
| Stretched to each other fraternal hands | U |
| And each to all with a loyal heart | E |
| Bound themselves with enduring bands | U |
| Then the Angel of Liberty smiled once more | C |
| Softly singing O Lands well done | V |
| And the strains were wafted from shore to shore | C |
| To the far off climes of the setting sun | V |
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| Here O Sister shall be our rest | E |
| Again the beautiful Angel sung | W |
| Long oh long shall these climes be blessed | E |
| Free and fetterless brave and young | W |
| If only loyal to Him who reigns | X |
| Over all nations the Lord Most High | J |
| Monarch of Heaven's serene domains | X |
| Ruler of all things below the sky | J |
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| Bow to His service O young bright lands | U |
| Give Him the bloom of your joyous youth | R |
| Lift to Him alway adoring hands | U |
| Worship Him ever in love and truth | R |
| So shall ye still as the glad years rise | N |
| Ever more stable and glorious be | A |
| Heir of all loftiest destinies | M |
| HOPE OF HUMANITY HOME OF THE FREE | A |
Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)
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