England Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCC DEDEFFF GHGHIII JKJKLLL MNOPQQQ RSTSUUU VWXWYYY EJEJZZZ A2B2A2C2LLL D2BD2BAAAA

Shall we but turn from braggart prideA
Our race to cheapen and defameB
Before the world to wail to chideA
And weakness as with vaunting claimB
Ere the hour strikes to abdicateC
The steadfast spirit that made us greatC
And rail with scolding tongues at fateC
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If England's heritage indeedD
Be lost be traded quite awayE
For fatted sloth and fevered greedD
If inly rotting we decayE
Suffer we then what doom we mustF
But silent as befits the dustF
Of them whose chastisement was justF
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But rather England rally thouG
Whatever breathes of faith that stillH
Within thee keeps the undying vowG
And dedicates the constant willH
For such yet lives if not amongI
The boasters or the loud of tongueI
Who cry that England's knell is rungI
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The faint of heart the small of brainJ
In thee but their own image findK
Beyond such thoughts as these containJ
A mightier Presence is enshrinedK
Nor meaner than their birthright grownL
Shall these thy latest sons be shownL
So thou but use them for thine ownL
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By those great spirits burning highM
In our home's heaven that shall be starsN
To shine when all is historyO
And rumour of old idle warsP
By all those hearts which proudly bledQ
To make this rose of England redQ
The living the triumphant deadQ
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By all who suffered and stood fastR
That Freedom might the weak upholdS
And in men's ways of wreck and wasteT
Justice her awful flower unfoldS
By all who out of grief and wrongU
In passion's art of noble songU
Made Beauty to our speech belongU
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By those adventurous ones who wentV
Forth overseas and self exiledW
Sought from far isle and continentX
Another England in the wildW
For whom no drums beat yet they foughtY
Alone in courage of a thoughtY
Which an unbounded future wroughtY
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Yea and yet more by those to dayE
Who toil and serve for naught of gainJ
That in thy purer glory theyE
May melt their ardour and their painJ
By these and by the faith of theseZ
The faith that glorifies and freesZ
Thy lands call on thee and thy seasZ
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If thou hast sinned shall we forsakeA2
Thee or the less account us thineB2
Thy sores thy shames on us we takeA2
Flies not for us thy famed ensignC2
Be ours to cleanse and to atoneL
No man this burden bears aloneL
England our best shall be thine ownL
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Lift up thy cause into the lightD2
Put all the factious lips to shameB
Our loves our faiths our hopes uniteD2
And strike into a single flameB
Whatever from without betideA
O purify the soul of prideA
In us thy slumbers cast asideA
And of thy sons be justifiedA

Robert Laurence Binyon



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