Idols Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBCDDCBEFFGGF A BHHBIIJJKJJKDLLD A BMMBMMEEMLLFFFF| I | A |
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| Mouths have they but they speak not | B |
| Yet something in the certainty of faith | C |
| To their disciples saith | C |
| Believe on me and vengeance I will wreak not | B |
| The word that conquers death | C |
| The immutable and boundless gift of grace | D |
| Dwells in that stony face | D |
| And every supplication answereth | C |
| Mouths have they but they speak not | B |
| Yet one supernal will that shapes to suit | E |
| A great decree that can not be belied | F |
| Utters from voiceless lips those creeds that guide | F |
| The tribes that never heard | G |
| The living saving Word | G |
| That have their dead gods and are satisfied | F |
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| II | A |
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| Eyes have they but they see not | B |
| Yet the pagan builds his shrine | H |
| And keeps his fires divine | H |
| Forever bright nor darkly doubts there be not | B |
| Enough of grace and power | I |
| Within those eyes that glower | I |
| To read his soul To him they are not blind | J |
| For some dim undefined | J |
| Reward of faith that thrills his untaught breast | K |
| Links up his baser mind | J |
| To the clear eyes of God that burn behind | J |
| The stony brow It is a creed professed | K |
| Before a deity not quenched in space | D |
| But one to whom his bands | L |
| Can lift adoring hands | L |
| And see and touch and worship face to face | D |
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| III | A |
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| Ears have they but they hear not | B |
| Yet the heathen kneel and pray | M |
| Nor in their madness say | M |
| Thou art no god and therefore I will fear not | B |
| What if I disobey | M |
| Thou art but stone or clay | M |
| They hear not but their worshippers impute | E |
| Them faculties to suit | E |
| The divination of the prayers they say | M |
| And Christ who understands | L |
| His children in all lands | L |
| When from the dark their dying souls have cried | F |
| Shrines His great heart of love within the clod | F |
| The savage calls his god | F |
| And all idolatry is deified | F |
Charles Hamilton Musgrove
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