The Happy Warrior Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACAC DEDE FAFA GGGH FAFA GFGF

I have brought no store from the field now the day is endedA
The harvest moon is up and I bear no sheavesB
When the toilers carry the fruits hanging gold and splendidA
I have but leavesB
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When the saints pass by in the pride of their stainless raimentA
Their brave hearts high with the joy of the gifts they bringC
I have saved no whit from the sum of my daily paymentA
For offeringC
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Not there is my place where the workman his toil deliversD
I scarce can see the ground where the hero standsE
I must wait as the one poor fool in that host of giversD
With empty handsE
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There was no time lent to me that my skill might fashionF
Some work of praise some glory some thing of lightA
For the swarms of hell came on in their power and passionF
I could but fightA
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I am maimed and spent I am broken and trodden underG
With wheel and horseman the battle has swept me o'erG
And the long vain warfare has riven my heart asunderG
I can no moreH
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But my soul is still though the sundering door has hiddenF
The mirth and glitter the sound of the lighted feastA
Though the guests go in and I stand in the night unbiddenF
The worst the leastA
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My soul is still I have gotten nor fame nor treasureG
Let all men spurn me let devils and angels frownF
But the scars I bear are a guerdon of royal measureG
My stars my crownF

Violet Jacob



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