Ave Maria Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCD CCCCEED FFGGHHD IICCJJD KLCCMMD NNOOCCD CCPPQQD RRSSLLD TUVVCCD WWXXAAD CCYYPPD ZZA2A2CC B2B2BBC2C2D CCD2D2AADIn the ages of Faith before the day | A |
When men were too proud to weep or pray | A |
There stood in a red roofed Breton town | B |
Snugly nestled 'twixt sea and down | B |
A chapel for simple souls to meet | C |
Nightly and sing with voices sweet | C |
Ave Maria | D |
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There was an idiot palsied bleared | C |
With unkempt locks and a matted beard | C |
Hunched from the cradle vacant eyed | C |
And whose head kept rolling from side to side | C |
Yet who when the sunset glow grew dim | E |
Joined with the rest in the twilight hymn | E |
Ave Maria | D |
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But when they up got and wended home | F |
Those up the hillside these to the foam | F |
He hobbled along in the narrowing dusk | G |
Like a thing that is only hull and husk | G |
On as he hobbled chanting still | H |
Now to himself now loud and shrill | H |
Ave Maria | D |
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When morning smiled on the smiling deep | I |
And the fisherman woke from dreamless sleep | I |
And ran up his sail and trimmed his craft | C |
While his little ones leaped on the sand and laughed | C |
The senseless cripple would stand and stare | J |
Then suddenly holloa his wonted prayer | J |
Ave Maria | D |
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Others might plough and reap and sow | K |
Delve in the sunshine spin in snow | L |
Make sweet love in a shelter sweet | C |
Or trundle their dead in a winding sheet | C |
But he through rapture and pain and wrong | M |
Kept singing his one monotonous song | M |
Ave Maria | D |
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When thunder growled from the ravelled wrack | N |
And ocean to welkin bellowed back | N |
And the lightning sprang from its cloudy sheath | O |
And tore through the forest with jagg d teeth | O |
Then leaped and laughed o'er the havoc wreaked | C |
The idiot clapped with his hands and shrieked | C |
Ave Maria | D |
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Children mocked and mimicked his feet | C |
As he slouched or sidled along the street | C |
Maidens shrank as he passed them by | P |
And mothers with child eschewed his eye | P |
And half in pity half scorn the folk | Q |
Christened him from the words he spoke | Q |
Ave Maria | D |
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One year when the harvest feasts were done | R |
And the mending of tattered nets begun | R |
And the kittiwake's scream took a weirder key | S |
From the wailing wind and the moaning sea | S |
He was found at morn on the fresh strewn snow | L |
Frozen and faint and crooning low | L |
Ave Maria | D |
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They stirred up the ashes between the dogs | T |
And warmed his limbs by the blazing logs | U |
Chafed his puckered and bloodless skin | V |
And strove to quiet his chattering chin | V |
But ebbing with unreturning tide | C |
He kept on murmuring till he died | C |
Ave Maria | D |
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Idiot soulless brute from birth | W |
He could not be buried in sacred earth | W |
So they laid him afar apart alone | X |
Without or a cross or turf or stone | X |
Senseless clay unto senseless clay | A |
To which none ever came nigh to say | A |
Ave Maria | D |
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When the meads grew saffron the hawthorn white | C |
And the lark bore his music out of sight | C |
And the swallow outraced the racing wave | Y |
Up from the lonely outcast grave | Y |
Sprouted a lily straight and high | P |
Such as She bears to whom men cry | P |
Ave Maria | D |
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None had planted it no one knew | Z |
How it had come there why it grew | Z |
Grew up strong till its stately stem | A2 |
Was crowned with a snow white diadem | A2 |
One pure lily round which behold | C |
Was written by God in veins of gold | C |
Ave Maria '' | - |
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Over the lily they built a shrine | B2 |
Where are mingled the mystic bread and wine | B2 |
Shrine you may see in the little town | B |
That is snugly nestled 'twixt deep and down | B |
Through the Breton land it hath wondrous fame | C2 |
And it bears the unshriven idiot's name | C2 |
Ave Maria | D |
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Hunchbacked gibbering blear eyed halt | C |
From forehead to footstep one foul fault | C |
Crazy contorted mindless born | D2 |
The gentle's pity the cruel's scorn | D2 |
Who shall bar you the gates of Day | A |
So you have simple faith to say | A |
Ave Maria | D |
Alfred Austin
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