England, My England Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDDDCBC EBECCCCCBC FBFCGGGCB HBICJJJCBC KBKCIILCBC

What have I done for youA
England my EnglandB
What is there I would not doA
England my ownC
With your glorious eyes austereD
As the Lord were walking nearD
Whispering terrible things and dearD
As the Song on your bugles blownC
EnglandB
Round the world on your bugles blownC
-
Where shall the watchful sunE
England my EnglandB
Match the master work you've doneE
England my ownC
When shall he rejoice agenC
Such a breed of mighty menC
As come forward one to tenC
To the Song on your bugles blownC
EnglandB
Down the years on your bugles blownC
-
Ever the faith enduresF
England my EnglandB
'Take and break us we are yoursF
England my ownC
Life is good and joy runs highG
Between English earth and skyG
Death is death but we shall dieG
To the Song on your bugles blownC
EnglandB
To the stars on your bugles blown '-
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They call you proud and hardH
England my EnglandB
You with worlds to watch and wardI
England my ownC
You whose mail'd hand keeps the keysJ
Of such teeming destiniesJ
You could know nor dread nor easeJ
Were the Song on your bugles blownC
EnglandB
Round the Pit on your bugles blownC
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Mother of Ships whose mightK
England my EnglandB
Is the fierce old Sea's delightK
England my ownC
Chosen daughter of the LordI
Spouse in Chief of the ancient SwordI
There 's the menace of the WordL
In the Song on your bugles blownC
EnglandB
Out of heaven on your bugles blownC

William Ernest Henley



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