The Three Guides. [first Published In Fraser's Magazine.] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Spirit of Earth thy hand is chillA
I've felt its icy claspB
And shuddering I remember stillA
That stony hearted graspB
Thine eye bids love and joy departC
Oh turn its gaze from meD
It presses down my shrinking heartC
I will not walk with theeD
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Wisdom is mine I've heard thee sayE
Beneath my searching eyeF
All mist and darkness melt awayE
Phantoms and fables flyF
Before me truth can stand aloneG
The naked solid truthH
And man matured by worth will ownG
If I am shunned by youthH
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Firm is my tread and sure though slowI
My footsteps never slideJ
And he that follows me shall knowI
I am the surest guideJ
Thy boast is vain but were it trueK
That thou couldst safely steerL
Life's rough and devious pathway throughK
Such guidance I should fearL
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How could I bear to walk for ayeF
With eyes to earthward proneG
O'er trampled weeds and miry clayE
And sand and flinty stoneG
Never the glorious view to greetM
Of hill and dale and skyF
To see that Nature's charms are sweetM
Or feel that Heaven is nighF
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If in my heart arose a springN
A gush of thought divineO
At once stagnation thou wouldst bringN
With that cold touch of thineO
If glancing up I sought to snatchP
But one glimpse of the skyF
My baffled gaze would only catchP
Thy heartless cold grey eyeF
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If to the breezes wandering nearL
I listened eagerlyD
And deemed an angel's tongue to hearQ
That whispered hope to meD
That heavenly music would be drownedR
In thy harsh droning voiceS
Nor inward thought nor sight nor soundR
Might my sad soul rejoiceS
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Dull is thine ear unheard by theeD
The still small voice of HeavenT
Thine eyes are dim and cannot seeD
The helps that God has givenT
There is a bridge o'er every floodU
Which thou canst not perceiveV
A path through every tangled woodW
But thou wilt not believeV
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Striving to make thy way by forceX
Toil spent and bramble tornY
Thou'lt fell the tree that checks thy courseX
And burst through brier and thornY
And pausing by the river's sideJ
Poor reasoner thou wilt deemZ
By casting pebbles in its tideJ
To cross the swelling streamZ
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Right through the flinty rock thou'lt tryF
Thy toilsome way to boreA2
Regardless of the pathway nighF
That would conduct thee o'erB2
Not only art thou then unkindC2
And freezing cold to meD
But unbelieving deaf and blindC2
I will not walk with theeD
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Spirit of Pride thy wings are strongD2
Thine eyes like lightning shineO
Ecstatic joys to thee belongD2
And powers almost divineO
But 'tis a false destructive blazeE2
Within those eyes I seeD
Turn hence their fascinating gazeE2
I will not follow theeD
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Coward and fool thou mayst replyF
Walk on the common sodF2
Go trace with timid foot and eyeF
The steps by others trodF2
'Tis best the beaten path to keepG2
The ancient faith to holdH2
To pasture with thy fellow sheepG2
And lie within the foldH2
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Cling to the earth poor grovelling wormI2
'Tis not for thee to soarA2
Against the fury of the stormJ2
Amid the thunder's roarA2
There's glory in that daring strifeK2
Unknown undreamt by theeD
There's speechless rapture in the lifeK2
Of those who follow meD
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Yes I have seen thy votaries oftL2
Upheld by thee their guideJ
In strength and courage mount aloftL2
The steepy mountain sideJ
I've seen them stand against the skyF
And gazing from belowI
Beheld thy lightning in their eyeF
Thy triumph on their browM2
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Oh I have felt what glory thenN2
What transport must be theirsO2
So far above their fellow menN2
Above their toils and caresO2
Inhaling Nature's purest breathP2
Her riches round them spreadQ2
The wide expanse of earth beneathR2
Heaven's glories overheadQ2
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But I have seen them helpless dash'dS2
Down to a bloody graveT2
And still thy ruthless eye has flash'dS2
Thy strong hand did not saveT2
I've seen some o'er the mountain's browM2
Sustain'd awhile by theeD
O'er rocks of ice and hills of snowI
Bound fearless wild and freeD
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Bold and exultant was their mienU2
While thou didst cheer them onV2
But evening fell and then I weenV2
Their faithless guide was goneV2
Alas how fared thy favourites thenV2
Lone helpless weary coldH2
Did ever wanderer find againV2
The path he left of oldH2
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Where is their glory where the prideJ
That swelled their hearts beforeA2
Where now the courage that defiedJ
The mightiest tempest's roarA2
What shall they do when night grows blackW2
When angry storms ariseX2
Who now will lead them to the trackW2
Thou taught'st them to despiseX2
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Spirit of Pride it needs not thisY2
To make me shun thy wilesZ2
Renounce thy triumph and thy blissY2
Thy honours and thy smilesZ2
Bright as thou art and bold and strongD2
That fierce glance wins not meD
And I abhor thy scoffing tongueA3
I will not follow theeD
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Spirit of Faith be thou my guideJ
O clasp my hand in thineV2
And let me never quit thy sideJ
Thy comforts are divineV2
Earth calls thee blind misguided oneV2
But who can shew like theeD
Forgotten things that have been doneV2
And things that are to beD
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Secrets conceal'd from Nature's kenV2
Who like thee can declareB3
Or who like thee to erring menV2
God's holy will can bearB3
Pride scorns thee for thy lowly mienV2
But who like thee can riseX2
Above this toilsome sordid sceneV2
Beyond the holy skiesX2
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Meek is thine eye and soft thy voiceS
But wondrous is thy mightC3
To make the wretched soul rejoiceS
To give the simple lightC3
And still to all that seek thy wayE
This magic power is givenV2
E'en while their footsteps press the clayE
Their souls ascend to heavenV2
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Danger surrounds them pain and woeI
Their portion here must beD
But only they that trust thee knowI
What comfort dwells with theeD
Strength to sustain their drooping pow'rsS
And vigour to defendD3
Thou pole star of my darkest hoursS
Affliction's firmest friendD3
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Day does not always mark our wayE
Night's shadows oft appalE
But lead me and I cannot strayE
Hold me I shall not fallE
Sustain me I shall never faintE3
How rough soe'er may beD
My upward road nor moan nor plaintE3
Shall mar my trust in theeD
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Narrow the path by which we goI
And oft it turns asideE3
From pleasant meads where roses blowI
And peaceful waters glideE3
Where flowery turf lies green and softE3
And gentle gales are sweetE3
To where dark mountains frown aloftE3
Hard rocks distress the feetE3
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Deserts beyond lie bleak and bareB3
And keen winds round us blowI
But if thy hand conducts me thereB3
The way is right I knowI
I have no wish to turn awayE
My spirit does not quailE
How can it while I hear thee sayE
Press forward and prevailE
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Even above the tempest's swellE
I hear thy voice of loveF3
Of hope and peace I hear thee tellE
And that blest home aboveF3
Through pain and death I can rejoiceS
If but thy strength be mineV2
Earth hath no music like thy voiceS
Life owns no joy like thineV2
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Spirit of Faith I'll go with theeD
Thou if I hold thee fastE3
Wilt guide defend and strengthen meD
And bear me home at lastE3
By thy help all things I can doE3
In thy strength all things bearB3
Teach me for thou art just and trueE3
Smile on me thou art fairB3

Anne Bronte



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