Mortality Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCC DDAA EFGG AAHI JJCC KKLL MMNN OOPP QRMM SSTT PPUU VVWW XXYY ZZBB

Job iii Ecclesiastes iA
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Oh why should the spirit of mortal be proudB
Like a swift fleeting meteor a fast flying cloudB
A flash of the lightning a break of the waveC
He passes from life to his rest in the graveC
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The leaves of the oak and the willow shall fadeD
Be scattered around and together be laidD
And the young and the old the low and the highA
Shall molder to dust and together shall lieA
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The infant a mother attended and lovedE
The mother that infant's affection who provedF
The husband that mother and infant who blessedG
Each all are away to their dwelling of restG
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The maid on whose cheek on whose brow in whose eyeA
Shone beauty and pleasure her triumphs are byA
And the memory of those who loved her and praisedH
Are alike from the minds of the living erasedI
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The hand of the king that the sceptre hath borneJ
The brow of the priest that the mitre hath wornJ
The eye of the sage and the heart of the braveC
Are hidden and lost in the depths of the graveC
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The peasant whose lot was to sow and to reapK
The herdsman who climbed with his goats up the steepK
The beggar who wandered in search of his breadL
Have faded away like the grass that we treadL
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The saint who enjoyed the communion of HeavenM
The sinner who dared to remain unforgivenM
The wise and the foolish the guilty and justN
Have quietly mingled their bones in the dustN
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So the multitude goes like the flower or the weedO
That withers away to let others succeedO
So the multitude comes even those we beholdP
To repeat every tale that has often been toldP
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For we are the same that our fathers have beenQ
We see the same sights that our fathers have seenR
We drink the same stream we feel the same sunM
And run the same course that our fathers have runM
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The thoughts we are thinking our fathers would thinkS
From the death we are shrinking our fathers would shrinkS
To the life we are clinging they also would clingT
But it speeds from us all like a bird on the wingT
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They loved but the story we cannot unfoldP
They scorned but the heart of the haughty is coldP
They grieved but no wail from their slumber will comeU
They joyed but the tongue of their gladness is dumbU
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They died aye they died we things that are nowV
That walk on the turf that lies over their browV
And make in their dwellings a transient abodeW
Meet the things that they met on their pilgrimage roadW
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Yea hope and despondency pleasure and painX
Are mingled together in sunshine and rainX
And the smile and the tear the song and the dirgeY
Still follow each other like surge upon surgeY
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'Tis the wink of an eye 'tis the draught of a breathZ
From the blossom of health to the paleness of deathZ
From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroudB
Oh why should the spirit of mortal be proudB

William Knox



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