The Politician Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCA DEDEFF

Carven in leathern mask or brazen faceA
Were I time's sculptor I would set this manB
Retreating from the truth his hawk eyes scanB
The platforms of all public thought for placeA
There wriggling with insinuating graceA
He takes poor hope and effort by the handC
And flatters with half truths and accents blandC
Till even zeal and earnest love grow baseA
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Knowing no right save power's grim right of wayD
No nobleness save life's ignoble praiseE
No future save this sordid day to dayD
He is the curse of these material daysE
Juggling with mighty wrongs and mightier liesF
This worshipper of Dagon and his fliesF

William Wilfred Campbell



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