The Martyrs Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBA CDECDE

Oh ye who found in men's brief ways no signA
Of strength or help so cast them forth and threwB
Your whole souls up to one ye deemed most trueB
Nor failed nor doubted but held fast your lineA
Seeing before you that divine face shineA
Shall we not mourn when yours are now so fewB
Those sterner days when all men yearned to youB
White souls whose beauty made their world divineA
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Yet still across life's tangled storms we seeC
Following the cross your pale procession ledD
One hope one end all others sacrificedE
Self abnegation love humilityC
Your faces shining toward the bended headD
The wounded hands and patient feet of ChristE

Archibald Lampman



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