De Profundis Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCABCDDD EBFGBFHHH IJKIBKJJJ LBMLBMNNN OBPONPQQQ RBSRBSDDD TBUTVUWXX YBZYBZA2A2A2 B2BEB2BESSS

Ah days so dark with death's eclipseA
Woe are we woe are weB
And the nights are ages longC
From breaking hearts thro' pallid lipsA
O my God woe are weB
Trembleth the mourner's songC
A blight is falling on the fairD
And hope is dying in despairD
And terror walketh everywhereD
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All the hours are full of tearsE
O my God woe are weB
Grief keeps watch in brightest eyesF
Every heart is strung with fearsG
Woe are we woe are weB
All the light hath left the skiesF
And the living awe struck crowdsH
See above them only cloudsH
And around them only shroudsH
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Ah the terrible farewellsI
Woe are they woe are theyJ
When last words sink into moansK
While life's trembling vesper bellsI
O my God woe are weB
Ring the awful undertonesK
Not a sun in any dayJ
In the night time not a rayJ
And the dying pass awayJ
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Dark so dark above belowL
O my God woe are weB
Cowereth every human lifeM
Wild the wailing to and froL
Woe are all woe are weB
Death is victor in the strifeM
In the hut and in the hallN
He is writing on the wallN
Dooms for many fears for allN
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Thro' the cities burns a breathO
Woe are they woe are weB
Hot with dread and deadly wrathP
Life and love lock arms in deathO
Woe are they woe are allN
Victims strew the spectre's pathP
Shy eyed children softly creepQ
Where their mothers wail and weepQ
In the grave their fathers sleepQ
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Mothers waft their prayers on highR
O my God woe are weB
With their dead child on their breastS
And the altars ask the skyR
O my Christ woe are weB
Give the dead O Father restS
Spare thy people mercy spareD
Answer will not come to prayerD
Horror moveth everywhereD
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And the temples miss the priestT
O my God woe are weB
And the cradle mourns the childU
Husband at your bridal feastT
Woe are you woe are youV
Think how those poor dead eyes smiledU
They will never smile againW
Every tie is cut in twainX
All the strength of love is vainX
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Weep but tears are weak as foamY
Woe are ye woe are weB
They but break upon the shoreZ
Winding between here and homeY
Woe are ye woe are weB
Wailing never nevermoreZ
Ah the dead they are so loneA2
Just a grave and just a stoneA2
And the memory of a moanA2
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Pray yes pray for God is sweetB2
O my God woe are weB
Tears will trickle into prayersE
When we kneel down at His feetB2
Woe are we woe are weB
With our crosses and our caresE
He will calm the tortured breastS
He will give the troubled restS
And the dead He watcheth bestS

Abram Joseph Ryan



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