Religio Medici Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDC EFGF FHFH FIFI JKJK LMFN FOPK QIQI KMKN RSTS FIGIA | |
God's own best will bide the test | B |
And God's own worst will fall | C |
But best or worst or last or first | D |
He ordereth it all | C |
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For all is good if understood | E |
Ah could we understand | F |
And right and ill are tools of skill | G |
Held in His either hand | F |
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The harlot and the anchorite | F |
The martyr and the rake | H |
Deftly He fashions each aright | F |
Its vital part to take | H |
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Wisdom He makes to form the fruit | F |
Where the high blossoms be | I |
And Lust to kill the weaker shoot | F |
And Drink to trim the tree | I |
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And Holiness that so the bole | J |
Be solid at the core | K |
And Plague and Fever that the whole | J |
Be changing evermore | K |
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He strews the microbes in the lung | L |
The blood clot in the brain | M |
With test and test He picks the best | F |
Then tests them once again | N |
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He tests the body and the mind | F |
He rings them o'er and o'er | O |
And if they crack He throws them back | P |
And fashions them once more | K |
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He chokes the infant throat with slime | Q |
He sets the ferment free | I |
He builds the tiny tube of lime | Q |
That blocks the artery | I |
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He lets the youthful dreamer store | K |
Great projects in his brain | M |
Until He drops the fungus spore | K |
That smears them out again | N |
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He stores the milk that feeds the babe | R |
He dulls the tortured nerve | S |
He gives a hundred joys of sense | T |
Where few or none might serve | S |
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And still He trains the branch of good | F |
Where the high blossoms be | I |
And wieldeth still the shears of ill | G |
To prune and prime His tree | I |
Arthur Conan Doyle
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