Charity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE FGFH IJIJ KLKL MHMH NONO PQPR SLLL LLLL LTLT LULU VWVW XWXY LLLL

'Lo I am Charity ' she criesA
'Who waketh up before the dayB
While yet asleep all nature liesA
God bids me rise and go my way 'C
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How fair her glorious features shineD
Whereon the hand of God hath setE
An angel's attributes divineD
With all a woman's sweetness metE
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Above the old man's couch of woeF
She bows her forehead pure and evenG
There's nothing fairer here belowF
There's nothing grander up in heavenH
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Than when caressingly she standsI
The cold hearts wakening 'gain their beatJ
And holds within her holy handsI
The little children's naked feetJ
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To every den of want and toilK
She goes and leaves the poorest fedL
Leaves wine and bread and genial oilK
And hopes that blossom in her treadL
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And fire too beautiful bright fireM
That mocks the glowing dawn begunH
Where having set the blind old sireM
He dreams he's sitting in the sunH
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Then over all the earth she runsN
And seeks in the cold mists of lifeO
Those poor forsaken little onesN
Who droop and weary in the strifeO
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Ah most her heart is stirred for themP
Whose foreheads wrapped in mists obscureQ
Still wear a triple diademP
The young the innocent the poorR
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And they are better far than weS
And she bestows a worthier meedL
For with the loaf of charityL
She gives the kiss that children needL
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She gives and while they wondering eatL
The tear steeped bread by love suppliedL
She stretches round them in the streetL
Her arm that passers push asideL
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If with raised head and step alertL
She sees the rich man stalking byT
She touches his embroidered skirtL
And gently shows them where they lieT
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She begs for them of careless crowdL
Of earnest brows and narrow heartsU
That when it hears her cry aloudL
Turns like the ebb tide and departsU
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O miserable he who singsV
Some strain impure whose numbers fallW
Along the cruel wind that bringsV
Death to some child beneath his wallW
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O strange and sad and fatal thingX
When in the rich man's gorgeous hallW
The huge fire on the hearth doth flingX
A light on some great festivalY
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To see the drunkard smile in stateL
In purple wrapt with myrtle crownedL
While Jesus lieth at the gateL
With only rags to wrap him roundL

Victor Marie Hugo



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