M * * * Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFGF HIHI JKJK LMLM IMIM NBNB OPOP QMQM RJRJ STST UAQA OVOV WMWM JXJX QYQY

When I am dead and all will soon forgetA
My words and face and waysB
I somehow think I'll walk beside thee yetA
Adown thy after daysB
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I die first and you will see my graveC
But child you must not cryD
For my dead hand will brightest blessings waveC
O'er you from yonder skyD
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You must not weep I believe I'd hear your tearsE
Tho' sleeping in a tombF
My rest would not be rest if in your yearsG
There floated clouds of gloomF
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For from the first your soul was dear to mineH
And dearer it becameI
Until my soul in every prayer would twineH
Thy name my child thy nameI
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You came to me in girlhood pure and fairJ
And in your soul and faceK
I saw a likeness to another thereJ
In every trace and graceK
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You came to me in girlhood and you broughtL
An image back to meM
No matter what or whose I often soughtL
Another's soul in theeM
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Didst ever mark how sometimes I becameI
Gentle though I beM
Gentler than ever when I called thy nameI
Gentlest to theeM
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You came to me in girlhood as your guideN
I watched your spirit's waysB
We walked God's holy valleys side by sideN
And so went on the daysB
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And so went on the years 'tis five and moreO
Your soul is fairer nowP
A light as of a sunset on a shoreO
Is falling on my browP
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Is falling soon to fade when I am deadQ
Think this my child of meM
I never said I never could have saidQ
Ungentle words to theeM
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I treated you as I would treat a flowerR
I watched you with such careJ
And from my lips God heard in many an hourR
Your name in many a prayerJ
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I watched the flower's growth so fair it grewS
On not a leaf a stainT
Your soul to purest thoughts so sweetly trueS
I did not watch in vainT
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I guide you still in my steps you tread stillU
Towards God these ways are setA
'Twill soon be over child when I am deadQ
I'll watch and guide you yetA
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'Tis better far that I should go beforeO
And you awhile should stayV
But I will wait upon the golden shoreO
To meet my child some dayV
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When I am dead in some lone after timeW
If crosses come to theeM
You'll think remembering this simple rhymeW
He holds a crown for meM
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I guide you here I go before you thereJ
But here or there I knowX
Whether the roses or the thorny crown you wearJ
I'll watch where'er you goX
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And wait until you come when I am deadQ
Think sometimes child of thisY
You must not weep follow where I ledQ
I wait for you in blissY

Abram Joseph Ryan



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