One Of The Redeemed Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA AA BB C AA D AA AA A E FF AA AA AA G H AA II J KK C| Saint Peter standing at the Gate beheld | A |
| A soul whose body Death had lately felled | A |
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| A pleasant soul as ever was he seemed | A |
| His step was joyous and his visage beamed | A |
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| 'Good morning Peter ' There was just a touch | B |
| Of foreign accent but not overmuch | B |
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| The Saint bent gravely like a stately tree | C |
| And said 'You have the advantage sir of me ' | - |
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| 'Renan of Paris ' said the immortal part | A |
| 'A master of the literary art | A |
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| 'I'm somewhat famous too I grieve to tell | D |
| As controversialist and infidel ' | - |
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| 'That's of no consequence ' the Saint replied | A |
| 'Why I myself my Master once denied | A |
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| 'No one up here cares anything for that | A |
| But is there nothing you were always at | A |
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| 'It seems to me you were accused one day | A |
| Of something what it was I can't just say ' | - |
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| 'Quite likely ' said the other 'but I swear | E |
| My life was irreproachable and fair ' | - |
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| Just then a soul appeared upon the wall | F |
| Singing a hymn as loud as he could bawl | F |
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| About his head a golden halo gleamed | A |
| As well befitted one of the redeemed | A |
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| A harp he bore and vigorously thumbed | A |
| Strumming he sang and singing ever strummed | A |
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| His countenance suffused with holy pride | A |
| Glowed like a pumpkin with a light inside | A |
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| 'Ah that's the chap ' said Peter 'who declares | G |
| 'Renan's a rake and drunkard smokes and swears ' | - |
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| 'Yes that's the fellow he's a preacher came | H |
| From San Francisco Mansfield was his name ' | - |
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| 'Do you believe him ' said Renan 'Great Scott | A |
| Believe Believe the blackguard Of course not | A |
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| 'Just walk right in and make yourself at home | I |
| And if he pecks at you I'll cut his comb | I |
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| 'He's only here because the Devil swore | J |
| He wouldn't have him for the smile he wore ' | - |
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| Resting his eyes one moment on that proof | K |
| Of saving grace the Frenchman turned aloof | K |
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| And stepping down from cloud to cloud said he | C |
| 'Thank you monsieur I'll see if he'll have me ' | - |
Ambrose Bierce
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