More Ways Than One Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCDEFEFGHGHIJKJ LMLMNONOPQPQERER STSTUEUEVWWWXWXW KYIYWZWZA2B2A2B2WC2W C2 GD2GD2E2F2G2F2H2WH2W WI2WI2 TBTBWJ2WJ2K2WK2WL2TL 2T M2N2M2N2O2P2O2P2Q2WQ 2WTBTB R2WR2WWWWWWWWWWWWWWW WWWWWWHWHWS2T2S2T2| From Arthur Selwyn's Note book | A |
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| More Ways Than One | B |
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| I was present one day | C |
| Where both layman and priest | D |
| Worshipped God in a way | C |
| That was startling at least | D |
| Over thirty in place | E |
| On the stage in a row | F |
| As is often the case | E |
| At a minstrelsy show | F |
| In a uniform clad | G |
| Was each one of them seen | H |
| And a banjo they had | G |
| And a loud tambourine | H |
| And they sung and they shouted | I |
| Their spasmodic joys | J |
| Just as if they ne'er doubted | K |
| That God loved a noise | J |
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| And their phrases though all | L |
| Not deficient in points | M |
| A grammarian would call | L |
| Rather weak in the joints | M |
| And the aspirate sound | N |
| Was adroitly misused | O |
| And The Language all round | N |
| Was assaulted and bruised | O |
| While the tunes that they sung | P |
| In bewildering throngs | Q |
| Had been married when young | P |
| To hilarious songs | Q |
| And the folks in that place | E |
| Who this loud racket made | R |
| Were not bounded by race | E |
| Or condition or shade | R |
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| Now I love my own meeting | S |
| My own cosy pew | T |
| While mentally greeting | S |
| Friends quietly true | T |
| And the Gospel dispensed | U |
| With a dignified grace | E |
| Born of reason clear sensed | U |
| And a faith firm of place | E |
| I love the trained voices | V |
| That float down the aisles | W |
| Till the whole church rejoices | W |
| With God's sweetest smiles | W |
| Have no sneer understood | X |
| For the rest when I say | W |
| I had rather get good | X |
| In a civilized way | W |
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| So this meeting had grated | K |
| Somewhat on my heart | Y |
| And ere long I had waited | I |
| I thought to depart | Y |
| But a young man arose | W |
| Looking sin drenched and grim | Z |
| As if rain storms of woes | W |
| Had descended on him | Z |
| No such face you'd discern | A2 |
| In a leisurely search | B2 |
| If you took a chance turn | A2 |
| Through a civilized church | B2 |
| But his words though not choice | W |
| To my feelings came nigh | C2 |
| There was growth in his voice | W |
| There was hope in his eye | C2 |
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| And he said I'm a lad | G |
| With a life full of blame | D2 |
| Every step has been bad | G |
| Every hour was a shame | D2 |
| And for drink I would pawn | E2 |
| All within my control | F2 |
| From the clothes I had on | G2 |
| To my heart and my soul | F2 |
| I have drank the foul stuff | H2 |
| In my parents' hot tears | W |
| I have done crime enough | H2 |
| For a hundred black years | W |
| But I came to this place | W |
| For the help that I craved | I2 |
| I have seen Jesus's face | W |
| And I know I am saved | I2 |
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| Then a man rose to view | T |
| When this youngster was done | B |
| And he said This is true | T |
| That young man is my son | B |
| He was drunk every day | W |
| And such terror would make | J2 |
| That I spurned him away | W |
| From my house like a snake | J2 |
| We have suffered the worst | K2 |
| That can come from heart fears | W |
| He is sober the first | K2 |
| I have seen him for years | W |
| I am full of such joy | L2 |
| As I never yet knew | T |
| And now Robert my boy | L2 |
| Home is open to you | T |
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| You may go home with me | M2 |
| Or may run on before | N2 |
| You've a glittering key | M2 |
| That will open the door | N2 |
| Your mother is there | O2 |
| Praying for you e'en now | P2 |
| There is snow in her hair | O2 |
| There is pain on her brow | P2 |
| And when you have kissed her | Q2 |
| The old fashioned way | W |
| There's a brother and sister | Q2 |
| Who've longed for this day | W |
| And whatever can befriend you | T |
| On earth shall be done | B |
| May God's blessing attend you | T |
| My son oh my son | B |
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| Then the banjo struck in | R2 |
| And the tambourine jingled | W |
| There rose such a din | R2 |
| That my blood fairly tingled | W |
| The vocalists screamed | W |
| Till quite red in the face | W |
| But somehow it all seemed | W |
| Not at all out of place | W |
| Now denouements immense | W |
| Do riot somehow take hold | W |
| Or dramatic events | W |
| Reach my heart as of old | W |
| But my smiles could not hide | W |
| The fast gathering tears | W |
| And I cheered laughed and cried | W |
| As I had not for years | W |
| And I thought Not amiss | W |
| Are this tumult and shout | W |
| Folks who save men like this | W |
| Know what they are about | W |
| You who fight with God's sword | W |
| For the good of your kind | W |
| You can never afford | W |
| To leave these men behind | W |
| If these women I've seen | H |
| Should be pelted or cursed | W |
| I would step in between | H |
| I would take the blow first | W |
| They who draw souls above | S2 |
| From the depths lowest down | T2 |
| Will not fail of God's love | S2 |
| Or to shine in His crown | T2 |
William Mckendree Carleton
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