A Legend Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDECCCFGHCIJKLCMC NLCOPQRSCTFUVWRXUYZC TA2B2CUC2UD2E2F2G2H2

He walked alone beside the lonely seaA
The slanting sunbeams fell upon his faceB
His shadow fluttered on the pure white sandsC
Like the weary wing of a soundless prayerD
And He was oh so beautiful and fairD
Brown sandals on His feet His face downcastE
As if He loved the earth more than the heav'nsC
His face looked like His Mother's only hersC
Had not those strange serenities and stirsC
That paled or flushed His olive cheeks and browF
He wore the seamless robe His Mother madeG
And as He gathered it about His breastH
The wavelets heard a sweet and gentle voiceC
Murmur Oh My Mother the white sands feltI
The touch of tender tears He wept the whileJ
He walked beside the sea He took His sandals offK
To bathe His weary feet in the pure cool waveL
For He had walked across the desert sandsC
All day long and as He bathed His feetM
He murmured to Himself Three years three yearsC
And then poor feet the cruel nails will comeN
And make you bleed but ah that blood shall laveL
All weary feet on all their thorny waysC
Three years three years He murmured still againO
Ah would it were to morrow but a willP
My Father's will biddeth Me bide that timeQ
A little fisher boy came up the shoreR
And saw Him and nor bold nor shyS
Approached but when he saw the weary faceC
Said mournfully to Him You look a tiredT
He placed His hand upon the boy's brown browF
Caressingly and blessingly and saidU
I am so tired to wait The boy spake notV
Sudden a sea bird driven by a stormW
That had been sweeping on the farther shoreR
Came fluttering towards Him and panting fellX
At His feet and died and then the boy saidU
Poor little bird in such a piteous toneY
He took the bird and laid it in His handZ
And breathed on it when to his amazeC
The little fisher boy beheld the birdT
Flutter a moment and then fly aloftA2
Its little life returned and then he gazedB2
With look intensest on the wondrous faceC
Ah it was beautiful and fair and saidU
Thou art so sweet I wish Thou wert my GodC2
He leaned down towards the boy and softly saidU
I am thy Christ The day they followed HimD2
With cross upon His shoulders to His deathE2
Within the shadow of a shelt'ring rockF2
That little boy knelt down and there adoredG2
While others cursed the thorn crowned CrucifiedH2

Abram Joseph Ryan



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