My Maiden Vote - (to John Fraser) Poem Rhyme Scheme

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There in my mind's eye pure it lay	A
My lodger's vote 'Twas mine to day	A
It seemed a sort of maidenhood	A
My little power for public good	A
Oh keep it uncorrupted pray	A
And when it must be given away	A
See it be given with a sense	B
Of most uncanvassed innocence	C
Alas but few there be that know't	A
How grave a thing it is to vote	A
For most men's votes are given I hear	D
Either for rhetoric or beer	E
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A young man's vote O fair estate	A
Of the great tree electorate	A
A living leaf of this great sea	A
A motive wave of empire I	F
On this stupendous wheel a fly	F
O maiden vote how pure must be	A
The party that is worthy thee	A
And thereupon my mind began	G
That perfect government to plan	G
The high millennium of man	G
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Then in my dream I saw arise	H
An England ah so fair and wise	H
An England generously great	A
No selfish island but a state	A
Upon the world's bright forehead worn	I
A mighty star of mighty morn	I
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And statesmen in that dream became	J
No tricksters of the petty aim	J
Mere speculators in the rise	H
Of programmes and of party cries	H
Expert in all those turns and tricks	K
That make this senate house of ours	L
Westminster with its lordly towers	L
The stock exchange of politics	K
But that ideal Parliament	A
Did all it said said all it meant	A
And every Minister of State	A
Was guileless as a candidate	A
	-
Statesmen no more the tinker's way	A
Mended and patched from day to day	A
Content with piecing part with part	A
But took the mighty problem whole	M
Beginning with the human heart	A
For noble rulers make in vain	N
Unselfish laws for selfish men	O
And give the whole wide world its vote	A
But who is going to give it soul	M
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And then I dreamed had come to reign	N
True peace within our land again	O
Not peace that rots the soul with ease	P
Or those ignoble 'rivalries	P
Of peace' more murderous than war	Q
But just the simple peasant peace	P
The weary world is waiting for	Q
With simple food and simple wear	R
Go lots of love and little care	R
And joy is saved from over sweet	A
By struggle not too hard to bear	R
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So dreamed I on from dream to dream	S
Till slow returning to my theme	S
Upon my vote I looked again	O
To whom was I to give it then	O
That uncorrupted maidenhood	A
My little power for public good	A
What party was there that I knew	T
That I might dare intrust it to	T
A perfect party fair and square	R
My House of Commons in the air	R
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Though called by many different names	P
Each one professed the noblest aims	P
Should all be right 'twas logical	U
That I should give my vote to all	V
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And then of parties old and new	T
Which one if only one were true	T
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The divination passed my skill	W
My maiden vote is maiden still	W

Richard Le Gallienne

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