Ivar Ingemundson's Lay Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFEG HIJB KLMN BKBM O GPIH QECG B JGJK KRGS HTTJ MKBU KKKV KJVN WTBG HKJ XHHY HKJ ZB A2JB2K C2KKD2 GKGK

Wherefore have I longingsA
When to live them strength is lackingB
And wherefore see IC
If I see but sorrowD
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Flight of my eye to the great and distantE
Dooms it to gales of darkening doubtF
But fleeing backward to the presentE
It's prisoned in pain and pityG
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For I see a land with no leaderH
I see a leader with no landI
The land how heavy ladenJ
The leader how high his longingB
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Might the men but know itK
That he is here among themL
But they see a man in fettersM
And leave him to lie thereN
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Round the ship a storm is ragingB
At the rudder stands a fool Who can save itK
He who below the deck is longingB
Half dead and in fettersM
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Looking upwardO
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Hear how they call TheeG
And come with arms upliftedP
They have their savior at handI
And Thou sayest it neverH
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Shall they then all thus perishQ
Because the one seems absentE
Wilt Thou not let the fool dieC
That life may endure in manyG
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What means that solemn sayingB
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OneJ
shall suffer for manyG
But many suffer for oneJ
Oh what means itK
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The wisdom Thou gavestK
Wearies me with guessworkR
The light Thou hast dealt meG
Leads me to darknessS
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Not me alone moreoverH
But millions and millionsT
Space unending spans not all the questionsT
From earth here and up toward heavenJ
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Weakness cowers in walls of cloistersM
But wills of power press onwardK
And thronging with longingB
They thrust one another out of the landsU
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Whither Before their eyes is nightK
'In Nazareth a light is set ' one says aloudK
A hundred thousand say itK
All see it now To NazarethV
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But the half part perish from hunger by the waysideK
The other half by the sword of the heathenJ
The pest awaits the pilgrim in NazarethV
Wast Thou there or wast Thou not thereN
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Oh where art ThouW
The whole world now awakensT
And on the way is searchingB
And seeking after TheeG
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Or wast Thou in the hungerH
Wast Thou in the pestK
Wast Thou in the sword of the heathenJ
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Saltest Thou with the salt of wrathX
Refinest Thou with suffering's fireH
Hast Thou millions of millions hidden in Thy futureH
Whom Thou thus wilt save to freedomY
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Oh to them are the thousands that now sufferH
ButK
oneJ
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And that one I would beseech Thee forZ
NothingB
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I follow a little brookA2
And find it leads to an oceanJ
I see here a little dropB2
And swelling in mist it mounts a mighty cloudK
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See how I'm tossed so will lessC2
By troublous waves of doubtK
The wind overturned my little boatK
The wreck is all my refugeD2
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Lead me lead meG
I see nowhere landK
Lift me lift meG
I nowhere footing findK

Bjarnstjerne Bjarnson



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