Soeur Monique Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A ABACDEDEFF GCHHIII JKHHJHJKKJ LMLDDD NNOOPOPQQ BBRRKRRKSRASRAR ETTUVUSAALLWW EEXXXXAXAAAX WAWWDAYLZZFL EAEAEADAAADA

A RONDEAU BY COUPERINA
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Quiet form of silent nunA
What has given you to my inward eyesB
What has marked you unknown oneA
In the throngs of centuriesC
That mine ears do listen throughD
This old master's melodyE
That expresses youD
This admired simplicityE
Tender with a serious witF
And two words the name of itF
'Soeur Monique '-
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And if sad the music isG
It is sad with mysteriesC
Of a small immortal thingH
That the passing ages singH
Simple music making mirthI
Of the dying and the birthI
Of the people of the earthI
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No not sad we are beguiledJ
Sad with living as we areK
Ours the sorrow outpouringH
Sad self on a selfless thingH
As our eyes and hearts are mildJ
With our sympathy for SpringH
With a pity sweet and wildJ
For the innocent and farK
With our sadness in a starK
Or our sadness in a childJ
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But two words and this sweet airL
Soeur MoniqueM
Had he more who set you thereL
Was his music dream of youD
Of some perfect nun he knewD
Or of some ideal as trueD
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And I see you where you standN
With your life held in your handN
As a rosary of daysO
And your thoughts in calm arraysO
And your innocent prayers are toldP
On your rosary of daysO
And the young days and the oldP
With their quiet prayers did meetQ
When the chaplet was completeQ
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Did it vex you the surmiseB
Of this wind of words this storm of criesB
Though you kept the silence soR
In the storms of long agoR
And you keep it like a starK
Of the evils triumphingR
Strong for all your perfect conqueringR
Silenced conqueror that you areK
And I wonder at your peace I wonderS
Would it trouble you to knowR
Tender soul the world and sinA
By your calm feet trodden underS
Long agoR
Living now mighty to winA
And your feet are vanished like the snowR
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Vanished but the poet heE
In whose dream your face appearsT
He who ranges unknown yearsT
With your music in his heartU
Speaks to you familiarlyV
Where you keep apartU
And invents you as you wereS
And your picture O my nunA
Is a strangely easy oneA
For the holy weed you wearL
For your hidden eyes and hidden hairL
And in picturing you I mayW
Scarcely go astrayW
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O the vague realityE
The mysterious certaintyE
O strange truth of these my guessesX
In the wide thought wildernessesX
Truth of one divined of many flowersX
Of one raindrop in the showersX
Of the long ago swift rainA
Of one tear of many tearsX
In some world renowned painA
Of one daisy 'mid the centuries of sunA
Of a little living nunA
In the garden of the yearsX
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Yes I am not far astrayW
But I guess you as might oneA
Pausing when young March is greyW
In a violet peopled dayW
All his thoughts go out to places that he knewD
To his child home in the sunA
To the fields of his regretY
To one place i' the innocent March airL
By one olive and inventZ
The familiar form and scentZ
Safely a white violetF
Certainly is thereL
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Soeur Monique remember meE
'Tis not in the past aloneA
I am picturing you to beE
But my little friend my ownA
In my moment pray for meE
For another dream is mineA
And another dream is trueD
Sweeter evenA
Of the little ones that shineA
Lost within the light divineA
Of some meekest flower or youD
In the fields of HeavenA

Alice Christiana Thompson Meynell



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