Viva Perpetua Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMN OPQRSTUVWXYZBA2B2A2C 2D2E2F2G2GH2I2J2YRK2 L2C2M2BN2BO2P2Q2R2 D2S2BT2U2CBT2V2W2X2Y 2Z2A3 B3T2C3GD3IE3F3F2BYG3 T2H3I3T2GBB3BJ3GP2T2 T2K3T2F2Z2GL3 T2YT2T2 P2M3N3O3P3 I3K2T2I3T2I3I3L2F2I3 Q3R3BI3I3I3T2I3I3F2S 3I3I3T2I3S2M3I3CI3I3 I3T2I3T2T3I3K2T2I3U3 T2S2 V3W3I3GT2X3I3 T2I3T2T2I3BT2T2 I3I3T2I3I3JI3M3BT2Y3 BI3 I3| Now being on the eve of death discharged | A |
| From every mortal hope and earthly care | B |
| I questioned how my soul might best employ | C |
| This hand and this still wakeful flame of mind | D |
| In the brief hours yet left me for their use | E |
| Wherefore have I bethought me of my friend | F |
| Of you Philarchus and your company | G |
| Yet wavering in the faith and unconfirmed | H |
| Perchance that I may break into thine heart | I |
| Some sorrowful channel for the love divine | J |
| I make this simple record of our proof | K |
| In diverse sufferings for the name of Christ | L |
| Whereof the end already for the most | M |
| Is death this day with steadfast faith endured | N |
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| We were in prison many days close pent | O |
| In the black lower dungeon housed with thieves | P |
| And murderers and divers evil men | Q |
| So foul a pressure we had almost died | R |
| Even there in struggle for the breath of life | S |
| Amid the stench and unendurable heat | T |
| Nor could we find each other save by voice | U |
| Or touch to know that we were yet alive | V |
| So terrible was the darkness Yea 'twas hard | W |
| To keep the sacred courage in our hearts | X |
| When all was blind with that unchanging night | Y |
| And foul with death and on our ears the taunts | Z |
| And ribald curses of the soldiery | B |
| Fell mingled with the prisoners' cries a load | A2 |
| Sharper to bear more bitter than their blows | B2 |
| At first what with that dread of our abode | A2 |
| Our sudden apprehension and the threats | C2 |
| Ringing perpetually in our ears we lost | D2 |
| The living fire of faith and like poor hinds | E2 |
| Would have denied our Lord and fallen away | F2 |
| Even Perpetua whose joyous faith | G2 |
| Was in the later holier days to be | G |
| The stay and comfort of our weaker ones | H2 |
| Was silent for long whiles Perchance she shrank | I2 |
| In the mere sickness of the flesh confused | J2 |
| And shaken by our new and horrible plight | Y |
| The tender flesh untempered and untried | R |
| Not quickened yet nor mastered by the soul | K2 |
| For she was of a fair and delicate make | L2 |
| Most gently nurtured to whom stripes and threats | C2 |
| And our foul prison house were things undreamed | M2 |
| But little by little as our spirits grew | B |
| Inured to suffering with clasped hands and tongues | N2 |
| That cheered each other to incessant prayer | B |
| We rose and faced our trouble we recalled | O2 |
| Our Master's sacred agony and death | P2 |
| Setting before our eyes the high reward | Q2 |
| Of steadfast faith the martyr's deathless crown | R2 |
| - | |
| So passed some days whose length and count we lost | D2 |
| Our bitterest trial Then a respite came | S2 |
| One who had interest with the governor | B |
| Wrought our removal daily for some hours | T2 |
| Into an upper chamber where we sat | U2 |
| And held each other's hands in childish joy | C |
| Receiving the sweet gift of light and air | B |
| With wonder and exceeding thankfulness | T2 |
| And then began that life of daily growth | V2 |
| In mutual exaltation and sweet help | W2 |
| That bore us as a gently widening stream | X2 |
| Unto the ocean of our martyrdom | Y2 |
| Uniting all our feebler souls in one | Z2 |
| A mightier we reached forth with this to God | A3 |
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| Perpetua had been troubled for her babe | B3 |
| Robbed of the breast and now these many days | T2 |
| Wasting for want of food but when that change | C3 |
| Whereof I spake of light and liberty | G |
| Relieved the horror of our prison gloom | D3 |
| They brought it to her and she sat apart | I |
| And nursed and tended it and soon the child | E3 |
| Would not be parted from her arms but throve | F3 |
| And fattened and she kept it night and day | F2 |
| And always at her side with sleepless care | B |
| Hovered the young Felicitas a slight | Y |
| And spiritual figure every touch and tone | G3 |
| Charged with premonitory tenderness | T2 |
| Herself so near to her own motherhood | H3 |
| Thus lightened and relieved Perpetua | I3 |
| Recovered from her silent fit Her eyes | T2 |
| Regained their former deep serenity | G |
| Her tongue its gentle daring for she knew | B |
| Her life should not be taken till her babe | B3 |
| Had strengthened and outgrown the need of her | B |
| Daily we were amazed at her soft strength | J3 |
| Her pliant and untroubled constancy | G |
| Her smiling soldierly contempt of death | P2 |
| Her beauty and the sweetness of her voice | T2 |
| - | |
| Her father when our first few bitterest days | T2 |
| Were over like a gust of grief and rage | K3 |
| Came to her in the prison with wild eyes | T2 |
| And cried 'How mean you daughter when you say | F2 |
| You are a Christian How can any one | Z2 |
| Of honoured blood the child of such as me | G |
| Be Christian 'Tis an odious name the badge | L3 |
| Only of outcasts and rebellious slaves ' | - |
| And she grief touched but with unyielding gaze | T2 |
| Showing the fulness of her slender height | Y |
| 'This vessel father being what it is | T2 |
| An earthen pitcher would you call it thus | T2 |
| Or would you name it by some other name ' | - |
| 'Nay surely ' said the old man catching breath | P2 |
| And pausing and she answered 'Nor can I | M3 |
| Call myself aught but what I surely am | N3 |
| A Christian ' and her father flashing back | O3 |
| In silent anger left her for that time | P3 |
| - | |
| A special favour to Perpetua | I3 |
| Seemed daily to be given and her soul | K2 |
| Was made the frequent vessel of God's grace | T2 |
| Wherefrom we all less gifted sore athirst | I3 |
| Drank courage and fresh joy for glowing dreams | T2 |
| Were sent her full of forms august and fraught | I3 |
| With signs and symbols of the glorious end | I3 |
| Whereto God's love hath aimed us for Christ's sake | L2 |
| Once at what hour I know not for we lay | F2 |
| In that foul dungeon where all hours were lost | I3 |
| And day and night were indistinguishable | Q3 |
| We had been sitting a long silent while | R3 |
| Some lightly sleeping others bowed in prayer | B |
| When on a sudden like a voice from God | I3 |
| Perpetua spake to us and all were roused | I3 |
| Her voice was rapt and solemn 'Friends ' she said | I3 |
| 'Some word hath come to me in a dream I saw | T2 |
| A ladder leading to heaven all of gold | I3 |
| Hung up with lances swords and hooks A land | I3 |
| Of darkness and exceeding peril lay | F2 |
| Around it and a dragon fierce as hell | S3 |
| Guarded its foot We doubted who should first | I3 |
| Essay it but you Saturus at last | I3 |
| So God hath marked you for especial grace | T2 |
| Advancing and against the cruel beast | I3 |
| Aiming the potent weapon of Christ's name | S2 |
| Mounted and took me by the hand and I | M3 |
| The next one following and so the rest | I3 |
| In order and we entered with great joy | C |
| Into a spacious garden filled with light | I3 |
| And balmy presences of love and rest | I3 |
| And there an old man sat smooth browed white haired | I3 |
| Surrounded by unnumbered myriads | T2 |
| Of spiritual shapes and faces angel eyed | I3 |
| Milking his sheep and lifting up his eyes | T2 |
| He welcomed us in strange and beautiful speech | T3 |
| Unknown yet comprehended for it flowed | I3 |
| Not through the ears but forth right to the soul | K2 |
| God's language of pure love Between the lips | T2 |
| Of each he placed a morsel of sweet curd | I3 |
| And while the curd was yet within my mouth | U3 |
| I woke and still the taste of it remains | T2 |
| Through all my body flowing like white flame | S2 |
| Sweet as of some immaculate spiritual thing ' | - |
| And when Perpetua had spoken all | V3 |
| Were silent in the darkness pondering | W3 |
| But Saturus spake gently for the rest | I3 |
| 'How perfect and acceptable must be | G |
| Your soul to God Perpetua that thus | T2 |
| He bends to you and through you speaks his will | X3 |
| We know now that our martyrdom is fixed | I3 |
| Nor need we vex us further for this life ' | - |
| - | |
| While yet these thoughts were bright upon our souls | T2 |
| There came the rumour that a day was set | I3 |
| To hear us Many of our former friends | T2 |
| Some with entreaties some with taunts and threats | T2 |
| Came to us to pervert us with the rest | I3 |
| Again Perpetua's father worn with care | B |
| Nor could we choose but pity his distress | T2 |
| So miserably with abject cries and tears | T2 |
| He fondled her and called her 'Domina ' | - |
| And bowed his aged body at her feet | I3 |
| Beseeching her by all the names she loved | I3 |
| To think of him his fostering care his years | T2 |
| And also of her babe whose life he said | I3 |
| Would fail without her but Perpetua | I3 |
| Sustaining by a gift of strength divine | J |
| The fulness of her noble fortitude | I3 |
| Answered him tenderly 'Both you and I | M3 |
| And all of us my father at this hour | B |
| Are equally in God's hands and what he wills | T2 |
| Must be' but when the poor old man was gone | Y3 |
| She wept and knelt for many hours in prayer | B |
| Sore tried and troubled by her tender heart | I3 |
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| One day while we were at our midd | I3 |
Archibald Lampman
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