Easter Eve Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Easter Eve Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Hear me Brother gently met	A
Just a little turn not yet	A
Thou shalt laugh and soon forget	A
Now the midnight draweth near	B
I have little more to tell	C
Soon with hallow stroke and knell	C
Thou shalt count the palace bell	C
Calling that the hour is here	D
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Burdens black and strange to bear	E
I must tell and thou must share	E
Listening with that stony stare	E
Even as many a man before	F
Years have lightly come and gone	G
In their jocund unison	H
But the tides of life roll on	I
They remember now no more	F
	-
Once upon a night of glee	J
In an hour of revelry	J
As I wandered restlessly	J
I beheld with burning eye	K
How a pale procession rolled	L
Through a quarter quaint and old	L
With its banners and its gold	L
And the crucifix went by	K
	-
Well I knew that body brave	M
That was pierced and hung to save	M
But my flesh was now a grave	M
For the soul that gnashed within	N
He that they were bearing by	K
With their banners white and high	K
He was pure and foul was I	K
And his whiteness mocked my sin	N
	-
Ah meseemed that even he	J
Would not wait to look on me	J
In my years and misery	J
Things that he alone could heal	O
In mine eyes I felt the flame	P
Of a rage that naught could tame	P
And I cried and cursed his name	P
Till my brain began to reel	O
	-
In a moment I was 'ware	J
How that many watching there	J
Fearfully with blanch and stare	J
Crossed themselves and shrank away	Q
Then upon my reeling mind	R
Like a sharp blow from behind	R
Fell the truth and left me blind	R
Hopeless now and all astray	Q
	-
O'er the city wandering wide	S
Seeking but some place to hide	S
Where the sounds of mirth had died	S
Through the shaken night I stole	T
From the ever eddying stream	U
Of the crowds that did but seem	U
Like the processions in a dream	U
To my empty echoing soul	T
	-
Till I came at last alone	V
To a hidden street of stone	V
Where the city's monotone	V
On the silence fell no more	J
Then I saw how one in white	W
With a footstep mute and light	W
Through the shadow of the night	W
Like a spirit paced before	J
	-
And a sudden stillness came	P
Through my spirit and my frame	P
And a spell without a name	P
Held me in his mystic track	X
Though his presence seemed so mild	Y
Yet he led me like a child	Y
With a yearning strange and wild	Y
That I dared not turn me back	X
	-
Oh I could not see his face	Z
Nor behold his utmost grace	Z
Yet I might not change my pace	Z
Fastened by a strange belief	A2
For his steps were sad and slow	B2
And his hands hung straight below	B2
And his head was bowed as though	B2
Pressed by some immortal grief	A2
	-
So I followed yet not I	K
Held alone that company	J
Every silent passer by	K
Paled and turned and joined with me	J
So we followed still and fleet	C2
While the city street by street	C2
Fell behind our rustling feet	C2
Like a deadened memory	J
	-
Where the sound of sin and riot	D2
Broke upon the night's dim quiet	D2
And the solemn bells hung nigh it	E2
Echoed from their looming towers	F2
Where the mourners wept alway	Q
Watching for the morning grey	Q
Where the weary toiler lay	Q
Husbanding the niggard hours	F2
	-
By the gates where all night long	G2
Guests in many a joyous throng	G2
With the sound of dance and song	G2
Dreamed in golden palaces	H2
Still he passed and door by door	J
Opened with a pale outpour	J
And the revel rose no more	J
Hushed in deeper phantasies	H2
	-
As we passed the talk and stir	J
Of the quiet wayfarer	J
And the noisy banqueter	J
Died upon the midnight dim	I2
They that reeled in drunken glee	J
Shrank upon the trembling knee	J
And their jests died pallidly	J
As they rose and followed him	I2
	-
From the street and from the hall	J
From the flare of festival	J
None that saw him stayed but all	J
Followed where his wonder would	J2
And our feet at first so few	K2
Gathered as those white feet drew	K2
To a pallid multitude	L2
	-
And the hushed and awful beat	C2
Of our pale unnumbered feet	C2
Made a murmur strange and sweet	C2
As we followed evermore	J
Now the night was almost passed	M2
And the dawn was overcast	M2
When the stranger stayed at last	M2
At a great cathedral door	J
	-
Never word the stranger said	N2
But he slowly raised his head	N2
And the vast door opened	O2
By an unseen hand withdrawn	G
And in silence wave on wave	M
Like an army from the grave	M
Up the aisles and up the nave	M
All that spectral crowd rolled on	I
	-
As I followed close behind	R
Knowledge like an awful wind	R
Seemed to blow my naked mind	R
Into darkness black and bare	J
Yet with longing wild and dim	I2
And a terror vast and grim	I2
Nearer still I pressed to him	I2
Till I almost touched his hair	J
	-
From the gloom so strange and eery	J
From the organ low and dreary	J
Rose the wailing miserere	J
By mysterious voices sung	P2
And a dim light shone none knew	K2
How it came or whence it grew	K2
From the dusky roof and through	K2
All the solemn spaces flung	P2
	-
But the stranger still passed on	I
Till he reached the alter stone	V
And with body white and prone	V
Sunk his forehead to the floor	J
And I saw in my despair	J
Standing like a spirit there	J
How his head was bruised and bare	J
And his hand were clenched before	J
	-
How his hair was fouled and knit	E2
With the blood that clotted it	E2
Where the prickled thorns had bit	E2
In his crowned agony	J
In his hands so wan and blue	K2
Leaning out I saw the two	K2
Marks of where the nails pierced through	K2
Once on gloomy Calvary	J
	-
Then with trembling throat I owned	Q2
All my dark sin unatoned	Q2
Telling it with lips that moaned	Q2
And methought an echo came	P
From the bended crowd below	J
Each one breathing faint and low	J
Sins that none but he might know	J
Master I did curse thy name	P
	-
And I saw him slowly rise	H2
With his sad unearthly eyes	H2
Meeting mine with meek surprise	H2
And a voice came solemnly	J
Never more on mortal ground	Q2
For they soul shall rest be found	Q2
But when bells at midnight sound	Q2
Thou must rise and come with me	J
	-
Then my forehead smote the floor	J
Swooning and I knew no more	J
Till I heard the chancel door	J
Open for the choristers	H2
But the stranger's form was gone	G
And the church was dim and lone	V
Through the silence one by one	H
Stole the early worshippers	H2
	-
I an ageing now I know	J
That was many years ago	J
Yet or I shall rest below	J
In the grave where none intrude	Q2
Night by night I roam the street	Q2
And that awful form I meet	Q2
And I follow pale and fleet	Q2
With a ghostly multitude	Q2
	-
Every night I see his face	H2
With its sad and burdened grace	H2
And the torn and bloody trace	H2
That in hands and feet he has	H2
Once my life was dark and bad	Q2
Now its days are strange and sad	Q2
And the people call me mad	Q2
See they whisper as they pass	H2
	-
Even now the echoes roll	J
From the swinging bells that toll	J
It is midnight now my soul	J
Hasten for he glideth by	K
Stranger 'tis no phantasie	H2
Look my master waits for me	J
Mutely but thou canst not see	J
With the mortal blinded eye	K