Laudamus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCB DEDEEBEBE BBBBBFBFB GHGHHIHIJ BBBBBBBBB| The Lord shall slay or the Lord shall save | A |
| He is righteous whether He save or slay | B |
| Brother give thanks for the gifts He gave | A |
| Though the gifts He gave He hath taken away | B |
| Shall we strive for that which is nothing Nay | B |
| Shall we hate each other for that which fled | C |
| She is but a marvel of modelled clay | B |
| And the smooth clear white and the soft pure red | C |
| That we coveted shall endure no day | B |
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| Was it wise or well that I hated you | D |
| For the fruit that hung too high on the tree | E |
| For the blossom out of our reach that grew | D |
| Was it well or wise that you hated me | E |
| My hate has flown and your hate shall flee | E |
| Let us veil our faces like children chid | B |
| Can that violet orb we swore by see | E |
| Through that violet vein'd transparent lid | B |
| Now the Lord forbid that this strife should be | E |
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| Would you knit the forehead or clench the fist | B |
| For the curls that never were well caress'd | B |
| For the red that never was fairly kiss'd | B |
| For the white that never was fondly press'd | B |
| Shall we nourish wrath while she lies at rest | B |
| Between us Surely our wrath shall cease | F |
| We would fain know better the Lord knows best | B |
| Is there peace between us Yea there is peace | F |
| In the soul's release she at least is blest | B |
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| Let us thank the Lord for His bounties all | G |
| For the brave old days of pleasure and pain | H |
| When the world for both of us seem'd too small | G |
| Though the love was void and the hate was vain | H |
| Though the word was bitter between us twain | H |
| And the bitter word was kin to the blow | I |
| For her gloss and ripple of rich gold rain | H |
| For her velvet crimson and satin snow | I |
| Though we never shall know the old days again | J |
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| The Lord His mercy is great men say | B |
| His wrath men say is a burning brand | B |
| Let us praise Him whether He save or slay | B |
| And above her body let hand join hand | B |
| We shall meet my friend in the spirit land | B |
| Will our strife renew Nay I dare not trust | B |
| For the grim great gulf that cannot be spann'd | B |
| Will divide us from her The Lord is just | B |
| She shall not be thrust where our spirits stand | B |
Adam Lindsay Gordon
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