Alain-s Choice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED AFGFHAIA AJCJAKHK CLCLAMCM LNANOPCP CAAAAJQJ ARARSAGA| By the side of a silvery streamlet | A |
| That flowed through meadows green | B |
| Lay a youth on the verge of manhood | A |
| And a boy of fair sixteen | B |
| And the elder spake of the future | C |
| That bright before them lay | D |
| With its hopes full of golden promise | E |
| For some sure distant day | D |
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| And he vowed as his dark eye kindled | A |
| He would climb the heights of fame | F |
| And conquer with mind or weapon | G |
| A proud undying name | F |
| On the darling theme long dwelling | H |
| Bright fabrics did he build | A |
| Which the hope in his ardent bosom | I |
| With splendor helped to gild | A |
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| At length he paused then questioned | A |
| Brother thou dost not speak | J |
| In the vague bright page of the future | C |
| To read dost thou never seek | J |
| Then the other smiled and answered | A |
| Of that am I thinking now | K |
| And the crown which I too am striving | H |
| To win my ambitious brow | K |
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| What a crown Thou hast spirit brother | C |
| Say of laurels will it be | L |
| Thy choice the life of a soldier | C |
| Undaunted joyous free | L |
| Though by wind and sun undarkened | A |
| Is thy blooming boyish face | M |
| To thy choice thou lt do all honor | C |
| For tis worthy of thy race | M |
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| Am I wrong Well tis more likely | L |
| With thy love of ancient lore | N |
| Thou would st choose the scholar s garland | A |
| Not laurels wet with gore | N |
| I ll not chide tis surely noble | O |
| By mere simple might of pen | P |
| To rule with master power | C |
| The minds of thy fellow men | P |
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| But still shook his head the younger | C |
| What unguessed thy secret yet | A |
| Ha I know now what thou seekest | A |
| To deck thy curls of jet | A |
| Bright buds and he laughing scattered | A |
| Blossoms on brow and cheek | J |
| Pleasure s wreath of smiting flowers | Q |
| Is the crown that thou dost seek | J |
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| Not so of all that were vainest | A |
| Tis a crown immortal rare | R |
| Here on earth I must strive to win it | A |
| But brother I ll wear it there | R |
| And he raised to the blue sky o er him | S |
| Eyes filled with tender thought | A |
| Who shall doubt that to him was given | G |
| The glorious crown he sought | A |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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