The Old Chimaeras. Old Recipts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JKIK LMNM OPQP RHSH PJTJ UJVJ

THE old Chimaeras old receiptsA
For making happy landB
The old political beliefsC
Swam close before my handB
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The grand old communistic mythsD
In a middle state of graceE
Quite dead but not yet gone to HellF
And walking for a spaceE
-
Quite dead and looking it and yetG
All eagerness to showH
The Social Contract forgeriesI
By Chatterton RousseauH
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A hundred such as these I triedJ
And hundreds after thatK
I fitted Social TheoriesI
As one would fit a hatK
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Full many a marsh fire lured me onL
I reached at many a starM
I reached and grasped them and beholdN
The stump of a cigarM
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All through the sultry sweltering dayO
The sweat ran down my browP
The still plains heard my distant strokesQ
That have been silenced nowP
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This way and that now up now downR
I hailed full many a blowH
Alas beneath my weary armS
The thicket seemed to growH
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I take the lesson wipe my browP
And throw my axe asideJ
And sorely wearied I go homeT
In the tranquil eventideJ
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And soon the rising moon that lightsU
The eve of my defeatJ
Shall see me sitting as of yoreV
By my old master's feetJ

Robert Louis Stevenson



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