Spirit Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABB ACABB ABABB ABABB ABABB ABABB ABABB ABABB ACABB ABABB ABABB ABABB DEFGHIJKLMNOPQ RST UVJWXYZA2B2C2D2 E2WF2IG2EH2 I2MJ2EK2L2M2N2O2G2P2 Q2R2S2T2OU2 V2F W2OEX2 Y2 Z2A3 B3A3IF2C3S2D3S2E3WR2 TF3G3H3I3BWJ3K3L3L3F 3XNS2 S2M3BN3O3P3Q3R3S3T3U 3V3W3X3XPY3Z3J3A4N3H 2N2 WB4M3OR2C4D4E4S2BF2F 4N3E2G4H4U3H4N3I4S2 J4H4K4L4OF2BM4KS2H4J 4S2 N4F2S2BO4P4Q4 H4BN3Q3R4H4 A4S4WT4S2U4O2M4H4S2 V4W4AL3X4V4A4L3X2H4A 4G3S2V4O A4A4IV4 T4Y4Z4WA4A4A4A4A4 IV4S2A4QT3A4Z4Y4BT2 A4H4V4| Thou wert once the purest wave | A |
| Where the tempests roar | B |
| Thou art now a golden wave | A |
| On the golden shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Thou wert once the bluest wave | A |
| Shadows e'er hung o'er | C |
| Thou art now the brightest wave | A |
| On the brightest shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Thou wert once the gentlest wave | A |
| Ocean ever bore | B |
| Thou art now the fairest wave | A |
| On the fairest shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Whiter foam than thine O wave | A |
| Wavelet never wore | B |
| Stainless wave and now you lave | A |
| The far and stormless shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Who bade thee go O bluest wave | A |
| Beyond the tempest's roar | B |
| Who bade thee flow O fairest wave | A |
| Unto the golden shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Who waved a hand O purest wave | A |
| A hand that blessings bore | B |
| And wafted thee O whitest wave | A |
| Unto the fairest shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Who winged thy way O holy wave | A |
| In days and days of yore | B |
| And wept the words O winsome wave | A |
| This earth is not thy shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Who gave thee strength O snowy wave | A |
| The strength a great soul wore | B |
| And said Float up to God my wave | A |
| His heart shall be thy shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Who said to thee O poor weak wave | A |
| Thy wail shall soon be o'er | C |
| Float on to God and leave me wave | A |
| Upon this rugged shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| And thou hast reached His feet Glad wave | A |
| Dost dream of days of yore | B |
| Dost yearn that we shall meet pure wave | A |
| Upon the golden shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Thou sleepest in the calm calm wave | A |
| Beyond the wild storm's roar | B |
| I watch amid the storm bright wave | A |
| Like rock upon the shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| Sing at the feet of God white wave | A |
| Song sweet as one of yore | B |
| I would not bring thee back heart wave | A |
| To break upon this shore | B |
| Ever ever evermore | B |
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| No no he gently spoke You know me not | D |
| My mind is like a temple dim vast lone | E |
| Just like a temple when the priest has gone | F |
| And all the hymns that rolled along the vaults | G |
| Are buried deep in silence when the lights | H |
| That flashed on altars died away in dark | I |
| And when the flowers with all their perfumed breath | J |
| And beauteous bloom lie withered on the shrine | K |
| My mind is like a temple solemn still | L |
| Untenanted save by the ghosts of gloom | M |
| Which seem to linger in the holy place | N |
| The shadows of the sinners who passed there | O |
| And wept and spirit shriven left upon | P |
| The marble floor memorials of their tears | Q |
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| And while he spake his words sank low and low | R |
| Until they hid themselves in some still depth | S |
| He would not open and his face was sad | T |
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| When he spoke thus his very gentleness | U |
| Passed slowly from him and his look so mild | V |
| Grew marble cold a pallor as of death | J |
| Whitened his lips and clouds rose to his eyes | W |
| Dry rainless clouds where lightnings seemed to sleep | X |
| His words as tender as a rose's smile | Y |
| Slow hardened into thorns but seemed to sting | Z |
| Himself the most his brow at such times bent | A2 |
| Most lowly down and wore such look of pain | B2 |
| As though it bore an unseen crown of thorns | C2 |
| Who knows perhaps it did | D2 |
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| But he would pass | E2 |
| His hand upon his brow or touch his eyes | W |
| And then the olden gentleness like light | F2 |
| Which seems transfigured by the touch of dark | I |
| Would tremble on his face and he would look | G2 |
| More gentle then than ever and his tone | E |
| Would sweeten like the winds when storms have passed | H2 |
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| I saw him one day thus most deeply moved | I2 |
| And darkened ah his face was like a tomb | M |
| That hid the dust of dead and buried smiles | J2 |
| But suddenly his face flashed like a throne | E |
| And all the smiles arose as from the dead | K2 |
| And wore the glory of an Easter morn | L2 |
| And passed beneath the sceptre of a hope | M2 |
| Which came from some far region of his heart | N2 |
| Came up into his eyes and reigned a queen | O2 |
| I marveled much he answered to my look | G2 |
| With all his own and wafted me these words | P2 |
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| There are transitions in the lives of all | Q2 |
| There are transcendent moments when we stand | R2 |
| In Thabor's glory with the chosen three | S2 |
| And weak with very strength of human love | T2 |
| We fain would build our tabernacles there | O |
| And Peter like for very human joy | U2 |
| We cry aloud 'Tis good that we are here ' | - |
| Swift are these moments like the smile of God | V2 |
| Which glorifies a shadow and is gone | F |
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| And then we stand upon another mount | W2 |
| Dark rugged Calvary and God keeps us there | O |
| For awful hours to make us there His own | E |
| In Crucifixion's tortures 'tis His way | X2 |
| We wish to cling to Thabor He says No ' | - |
| And what He says is best because most true | Y2 |
| We fain would fly from Calvary He says No ' | - |
| And it is true because it is the best | Z2 |
| And yet my friend these two mounts are the same | A3 |
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| They lie apart distinct and separate | B3 |
| And yet strange mystery they are the same | A3 |
| For Calvary is a Thabor in the dark | I |
| And Thabor is a Calvary in the light | F2 |
| It is the mystery of Holy Christ | C3 |
| It is the mystery of you and me | S2 |
| Earth's shadows move as moves far heaven's sun | D3 |
| And like the shadows of a dial we | S2 |
| Tell darkly in the vale the very hours | E3 |
| The sun tells brightly in the sinless skies | W |
| Dost understand I did not understand | R2 |
| Or only half his face was very sad | T |
| Dost thou not understand me Then your life | F3 |
| Is shallow as a brook that brawls along | G3 |
| Between two narrow shores you never wept | H3 |
| You never wore great clouds upon your brow | I3 |
| As mountains wear them and you never wore | B |
| Strange glories in your eyes as sunset skies | W |
| Oft wear them and your lips they never sighed | J3 |
| Grand sighs which bear the weight of all the soul | K3 |
| You never reached your arms a broad a high | L3 |
| To grasp far worlds or to enclasp the sky | L3 |
| Life only life can understand a life | F3 |
| Depth only depth can understand the deep | X |
| The dewdrop glist'ning on the lily's face | N |
| Can never learn the story of the sea | S2 |
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| One day we strolled together to the sea | S2 |
| Gray evening and the night had almost met | M3 |
| We walked between them silent to the shore | B |
| The feet of weird faced waves ran up the beach | N3 |
| Like children in mad play then back again | O3 |
| As if the spirit of the land pursued | P3 |
| Then up again and farther and they flung | Q3 |
| White foamy arms around each other's neck | R3 |
| Then back again with sudden rush and shout | S3 |
| As if the sea their mother called them home | T3 |
| Then leaned upon her breast as if so tired | U3 |
| But swiftly tore themselves away and rushed | V3 |
| Away and farther up the beach and fell | W3 |
| For utter weariness and loudly sobbed | X3 |
| For strength to rise and flow back to the deep | X |
| But all in vain for other waves swept on | P |
| And trampled them the sea cried out in grief | Y3 |
| The gray beach laughed and clasped them to the sands | Z3 |
| It was the flood tide and the even tide | J3 |
| Between the evening and the night we walked | A4 |
| We walked between the billows and the beach | N3 |
| We walked between the future and the past | H2 |
| Down to the sea we twain had strolled to part | N2 |
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| The shore was low with just the faintest rise | W |
| Of many colored sands and shreds of shells | B4 |
| Until about a stone's far throw they met | M3 |
| A fringe of faded grass with here and there | O |
| A pale green shrub and farther into land | R2 |
| Another stone's throw farther there were trees | C4 |
| Tall dark wild trees with intertwining arms | D4 |
| Each almost touching each as if they feared | E4 |
| To stand alone and look upon the sea | S2 |
| The night was in the trees the evening on the shore | B |
| We walked between the evening and the night | F2 |
| Between the trees and tide we silent strolled | F4 |
| There lies between man's silence and his speech | N3 |
| A shadowy valley where thro' those who pass | E2 |
| Are never silent tho' they may not speak | G4 |
| And yet they more than breathe It is the vale | H4 |
| Of wordless sighs half uttered and half heard | U3 |
| It is the vale of the unutterable | H4 |
| We walked between our silence and our speech | N3 |
| And sighed between the sunset and the stars | I4 |
| One hour beside the sea | S2 |
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| There was a cloud | J4 |
| Far o'er the reach of waters hanging low | H4 |
| 'Tween sea and sky the banner of the storm | K4 |
| Its edges faintly bright as if the rays | L4 |
| That fled far down the West had rested there | O |
| And slumbered and had left a dream of light | F2 |
| Its inner folds were dark its central more | B |
| It did not flutter there it hung as calm | M4 |
| As banner in a temple o'er a shrine | K |
| Its shadow only fell upon the sea | S2 |
| Above the shore the heavens bended blue | H4 |
| We walked between the cloudless and the cloud | J4 |
| That hour beside the sea | S2 |
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| But quick as thought | N4 |
| There gleamed a sword of wild terrific light | F2 |
| Its hilt in heaven its point hissed in the sea | S2 |
| Its scabbard in the darkness and it tore | B |
| The bannered cloud into a thousand shreds | O4 |
| Then quivered far away and bent and broke | P4 |
| In flashing fragments | Q4 |
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| And there came a peal | H4 |
| That shook the mighty sea from shore to shore | B |
| But did not stir a sand grain on the beach | N3 |
| Then silence fell and where the low cloud hung | Q3 |
| Clouds darker gathered and they proudly waved | R4 |
| Like flags before a battle | H4 |
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| We twain walked | A4 |
| We walked between the lightning's parted gleams | S4 |
| We walked between the thunders of the skies | W |
| We walked between the wavings of the clouds | T4 |
| We walked between the tremblings of the sea | S2 |
| We walked between the stillnesses and roars | U4 |
| Of frightened billows and we walked between | O2 |
| The coming tempest and the dying calm | M4 |
| Between the tranquil and the terrible | H4 |
| That hour beside the sea | S2 |
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| There was a rock | V4 |
| Far up the winding beach that jutted in | W4 |
| The sea and broke the heart of every wave | A |
| That struck its breast not steep enough nor high | L3 |
| To be a cliff nor yet sufficient rough | X4 |
| To be a crag a simple low lone rock | V4 |
| Yet not so low as that its brow was laved | A4 |
| By highest tide yet not sufficient high | L3 |
| To rise beyond the reach of silver spray | X2 |
| That rained up from the waves their tears that fell | H4 |
| Upon its face when they died at its feet | A4 |
| Around its sides damp seaweed hung in long | G3 |
| Sad tresses dripping down into the sea | S2 |
| A tuft or two of grass did green the rock | V4 |
| A patch or so of moss the rest was bare | O |
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| Adown the shore we walked 'tween eve and night | A4 |
| But when we reached the rock the eve and night | A4 |
| Had met light died we sat down in the dark | I |
| Upon the rock | V4 |
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| Meantime a thousand clouds | T4 |
| Careered and clashed in air a thousand waves | Y4 |
| Whirled wildly on in wrath a thousand winds | Z4 |
| Howled hoarsely on the main and down the skies | W |
| Into the hollow seas the fierce rain rushed | A4 |
| As if its ev'ry drop were hot with wrath | |
| And like a thousand serpents intercoiled | A4 |
| The lightnings glared and hissed and hissed and glared | A4 |
| And all the horror shrank in horror back | |
| Before the maddest peals that ever leaped | A4 |
| Out from the thunder's throat | A4 |
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| Within the dark | I |
| We silent sat No rain fell on the rock | V4 |
| Nor in on land nor shore only on sea | S2 |
| The upper and the lower waters met | A4 |
| In wild delirium like a thousand hearts | |
| Far parted parted long which meet to break | |
| Which rush into each other's arms and break | |
| In terror and in tempests wild of tears | Q |
| No rain fell on the rock but flakes of foam | T3 |
| Swept cold against our faces where we sat | A4 |
| Between the hush and howling of the winds | Z4 |
| Between the swells and sinking of the waves | Y4 |
| Between the stormy sea and stilly shore | B |
| Between the rushings of the maddened rains | |
| Between the dark beneath and dark above | T2 |
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| We sat within the dread heart of the night | A4 |
| One pale with terror one as calm and still | H4 |
| And stern and moveless as the lone low rock | V4 |
Abram Joseph Ryan
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