Self Communion Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEF AAGCEGHIHIJGKGLLMNN OPOPGAGAQQGEE GEGRSBSBLLGTTG GUGVGGGGWWXVVY TLTLZPZPA2A2B2LLB2 C2D2C2A2E2A2 GF2GF2GGB2CEB2G2H2G2 H2CA2EA2E2I2E2I2 GNGNJ2J2K2F2F2K2L2GM 2 A2A2N2NO2 A2GA2GP2GP2 A2A2Q2LLQ2GP2GP2QL2Q M2BBGGG AGAGLR2LR2B2S2GGF2B2 S2 T2GT2GL2U2M2U2LGLGGG GGGGGV2GV2R2GR2GW2F2 W2B2 GGGGR2X2R2Q2Y2Y2GQ2| 'The mist is resting on the hill | A |
| The smoke is hanging in the air | B |
| The very clouds are standing still | A |
| A breathless calm broods everywhere | B |
| Thou pilgrim through this vale of tears | C |
| Thou too a little moment cease | D |
| Thy anxious toil and fluttering fears | E |
| And rest thee for a while in peace ' | F |
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| 'I would but Time keeps working still | A |
| And moving on for good or ill | A |
| He will not rest or stay | G |
| In pain or ease in smiles or tears | C |
| He still keeps adding to my years | E |
| And stealing life away | G |
| His footsteps in the ceaseless sound | H |
| Of yonder clock I seem to hear | I |
| That through this stillness so profound | H |
| Distinctly strikes the vacant ear | I |
| For ever striding on and on | J |
| He pauses not by night or day | G |
| And all my life will soon be gone | K |
| As these past years have slipped away | G |
| He took my childhood long ago | L |
| And then my early youth and lo | L |
| He steals away my prime | M |
| I cannot see how fast it goes | N |
| But well my inward spirit knows | N |
| The wasting power of time ' | - |
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| 'Time steals thy moments drinks thy breath | O |
| Changes and wastes thy mortal frame | P |
| But though he gives the clay to death | O |
| He cannot touch the inward flame | P |
| Nay though he steals thy years away | G |
| Their memory is left thee still | A |
| And every month and every day | G |
| Leaves some effect of good or ill | A |
| The wise will find in Memory's store | Q |
| A help for that which lies before | Q |
| To guide their course aright | G |
| Then hush thy plaints and calm thy fears | E |
| Look back on these departed years | E |
| And say what meets thy sight ' | - |
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| 'I see far back a helpless child | G |
| Feeble and full of causeless fears | E |
| Simple and easily beguiled | G |
| To credit all it hears | R |
| More timid than the wild wood dove | S |
| Yet trusting to another's care | B |
| And finding in protecting love | S |
| Its only refuge from despair | B |
| Its only balm for every woe | L |
| The only bliss its soul can know | L |
| Still hiding in its breast | G |
| A tender heart too prone to weep | T |
| A love so earnest strong and deep | T |
| It could not be expressed | G |
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| Poor helpless thing what can it do | G |
| Life's stormy cares and toils among | U |
| How tread this weary desert through | G |
| That awes the brave and tires the strong | V |
| Where shall it centre so much trust | G |
| Where truth maintains so little sway | G |
| Where seeming fruit is bitter dust | G |
| And kisses oft to death betray | G |
| How oft must sin and falsehood grieve | W |
| A heart so ready to believe | W |
| And willing to admire | X |
| With strength so feeble fears so strong | V |
| Amid this selfish bustling throng | V |
| How will it faint and tire | Y |
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| That tender love so warm and deep | T |
| How can it flourish here below | L |
| What bitter floods of tears must steep | T |
| The stony soil where it would grow | L |
| O earth a rocky breast is thine | Z |
| A hard soil and a cruel clime | P |
| Where tender plants must droop and pine | Z |
| Or alter with transforming time | P |
| That soul that clings to sympathy | A2 |
| As ivy clasps the forest tree | A2 |
| How can it stand alone | B2 |
| That heart so prone to overflow | L |
| E'en at the thought of others' woe | L |
| How will it bear its own | B2 |
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| How if a sparrow's death can wring | C2 |
| Such bitter tear floods from the eye | D2 |
| Will it behold the suffering | C2 |
| Of struggling lost humanity | A2 |
| The torturing pain the pining grief | E2 |
| The sin degraded misery | A2 |
| The anguish that defies relief ' | - |
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| 'Look back again What dost thou see ' | - |
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| 'I see one kneeling on the sod | G |
| With infant hands upraised to Heaven | F2 |
| A young heart feeling after God | G |
| Oft baffled never backward driven | F2 |
| Mistaken oft and oft astray | G |
| It strives to find the narrow way | G |
| But gropes and toils alone | B2 |
| That inner life of strife and tears | C |
| Of kindling hopes and lowering fears | E |
| To none but God is known | B2 |
| 'Tis better thus for man would scorn | G2 |
| Those childish prayers those artless cries | H2 |
| That darkling spirit tossed and torn | G2 |
| But God will not despise | H2 |
| We may regret such waste of tears | C |
| Such darkly toiling misery | A2 |
| Such 'wildering doubts and harrowing fears | E |
| Where joy and thankfulness should be | A2 |
| But wait and Heaven will send relief | E2 |
| Let patience have her perfect work | I2 |
| Lo strength and wisdom spring from grief | E2 |
| And joys behind afflictions lurk | I2 |
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| It asked for light and it is heard | G |
| God grants that struggling soul repose | N |
| And guided by His holy word | G |
| It wiser than its teachers grows | N |
| It gains the upward path at length | J2 |
| And passes on from strength to strength | J2 |
| Leaning on Heaven the while | K2 |
| Night's shades departing one by one | F2 |
| It sees at last the rising sun | F2 |
| And feels his cheering smile | K2 |
| In all its darkness and distress | L2 |
| For light it sought to God it cried | G |
| And through the pathless wilderness | M2 |
| He was its comfort and its guide ' | - |
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| 'So was it and so will it be | A2 |
| Thy God will guide and strengthen thee | A2 |
| His goodness cannot fail | N2 |
| The sun that on thy morning rose | N |
| Will light thee to the evening's close | O2 |
| Whatever storms assail ' | - |
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| 'God alters not but Time on me | A2 |
| A wide and wondrous change has wrought | G |
| And in these parted years I see | A2 |
| Cause for grave care and saddening thought | G |
| I see that time and toil and truth | P2 |
| An inward hardness can impart | G |
| Can freeze the generous blood of youth | P2 |
| And steel full fast the tender heart ' | - |
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| 'Bless God for that divine decree | A2 |
| That hardness comes with misery | A2 |
| And suffering deadens pain | Q2 |
| That at the frequent sight of woe | L |
| E'en Pity's tears forget to flow | L |
| If reason still remain | Q2 |
| Reason with conscience by her side | G |
| But gathers strength from toil and truth | P2 |
| And she will prove a surer guide | G |
| Than those sweet instincts of our youth | P2 |
| Thou that hast known such anguish sore | Q |
| In weeping where thou couldst not bless | L2 |
| Canst thou that softness so deplore | Q |
| That suffering shrinking tenderness | M2 |
| Thou that hast felt what cankering care | B |
| A loving heart is doomed to bear | B |
| Say how canst thou regret | G |
| That fires unfed must fall away | G |
| Long droughts can dry the softest clay | G |
| And cold will cold beget ' | - |
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| 'Nay but 'tis hard to feel that chill | A |
| Come creeping o'er the shuddering heart | G |
| Love may be full of pain but still | A |
| 'Tis sad to see it so depart | G |
| To watch that fire whose genial glow | L |
| Was formed to comfort and to cheer | R2 |
| For want of fuel fading so | L |
| Sinking to embers dull and drear | R2 |
| To see the soft soil turned to stone | B2 |
| For lack of kindly showers | S2 |
| To see those yearnings of the breast | G |
| Pining to bless and to be blessed | G |
| Drop withered frozen one by one | F2 |
| Till centred in itself alone | B2 |
| It wastes its blighted powers | S2 |
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| Oh I have known a wondrous joy | T2 |
| In early friendship's pure delight | G |
| A genial bliss that could not cloy | T2 |
| My sun by day my moon by night | G |
| Absence indeed was sore distress | L2 |
| And thought of death was anguish keen | U2 |
| And there was cruel bitterness | M2 |
| When jarring discords rose between | U2 |
| And sometimes it was grief to know | L |
| My fondness was but half returned | G |
| But this was nothing to the woe | L |
| With which another truth was learned | G |
| That I must check or nurse apart | G |
| Full many an impulse of the heart | G |
| And many a darling thought | G |
| What my soul worshipped sought and prized | G |
| Were slighted questioned or despised | G |
| This pained me more than aught | G |
| And as my love the warmer glowed | G |
| The deeper would that anguish sink | V2 |
| That this dark stream between us flowed | G |
| Though both stood bending o'er its brink | V2 |
| Until as last I learned to bear | R2 |
| A colder heart within my breast | G |
| To share such thoughts as I could share | R2 |
| And calmly keep the rest | G |
| I saw that they were sundered now | W2 |
| The trees that at the root were one | F2 |
| They yet might mingle leaf and bough | W2 |
| But still the stems must stand alone | B2 |
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| O love is sweet of every kind | G |
| 'Tis sweet the helpless to befriend | G |
| To watch the young unfolding mind | G |
| To guide to shelter and defend | G |
| To lavish tender toil and care | R2 |
| And ask for nothing back again | X2 |
| But that our smiles a blessing bear | R2 |
| And all our toil be not in vain | Q2 |
| And sweeter far than words can tell | Y2 |
| Their love whose ardent bosoms swell | Y2 |
| With thoughts they need not hide | G |
| Where fortun | Q2 |
Anne Bronta
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