The Passion Play Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEAFGHIEJHKLEMBCEE A BNBBOBPQPEBRBPQASTEE P A UVUEUBEUWUEBBUAABBXU UYXEBEBBBZUBUBA2UEB2 ZEEEBYBEBB| I | A |
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| Where falls the shadow of the Kofel cross | B |
| Athwart the Alpine snows the rose of faith | C |
| Is blooming still in consecrated hearts | D |
| And holy men another cross have hewn | E |
| Whereon the symboled Christ again shall die | A |
| To cleanse the world of sin Within the vale | F |
| Where flows the Ammer like a trail of tears | G |
| Upon the Holy Mother's face I see | H |
| The men and women faithful to their vows | I |
| Breathing the passion of Gethsemane | E |
| I see the Saviour in Jerusalem | J |
| I see the godless traders scourged I see | H |
| Their wares strewn on the temple floor their doves | K |
| Set free to wander on the roving winds | L |
| I see Iscariot kiss the Nazarene | E |
| I see the hate of Herod and I hear | M |
| The multitude half sob half wail The Cross | B |
| Then up the Way of Tears to Golgotha | C |
| Crowned with the thorn and then last bitter scene | E |
| The mortal death of God's immortal Son | E |
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| II | A |
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| The eagle wheels around the Kofel crags | B |
| The chamois leaps the tumbling glacier stream | N |
| The sunbeams dance upon the glistening snows | B |
| Like pixies and the wooded mountain slopes | B |
| Thrill with the notes of songbirds hymns of joy | O |
| Break from the forests and the smiling plains | B |
| And where the Ammer winds its silvery way | P |
| The wild swan ever follows like a prayer | Q |
| Who of God's creatures then has lost his way | P |
| 'Tis not the chamois eagle or the swan | E |
| 'Tis not the mountain torrent or the birds | B |
| That twitter all day long within the wood | R |
| 'Tis not the Ammer flowing to the sea | B |
| Who of God's creatures then has lost his way | P |
| Let us go in the Coliseum where | Q |
| The fresh hewn cross is lifted to the sky | A |
| Let us gaze on the reverential throng | S |
| That marks Christ's passion in a silent awe | T |
| And think a moment on the world of Man | E |
| Man made in God's own image yet the one | E |
| Of all God's creatures who has lost his way | P |
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| III | A |
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| When on the brooding darkness of the void | U |
| Wherein the world swung like a tiny star | V |
| Death hovered with his sable wings outspread | U |
| And Hell yawned far below God gave to man | E |
| His promise of redemption through the blood | U |
| That dripped from pierced hands high on Calvary | B |
| The mortal death of God's immortal Son | E |
| The centuries have crumbled into dust | U |
| Cities have risen on the shores of Time | W |
| Then passed away like footprints in the sand | U |
| Empires have vanished kings have laid them down | E |
| In silence but the word of Him remains | B |
| Who cried in agony upon the tree | B |
| Forgive them for they know not what they do | U |
| Once more the fresh hewn cross lifts to the sky | A |
| In consecrated Oberammergau | A |
| Once more I see the Christ in humble guise | B |
| Teaching the multitudes and hear his voice | B |
| In supplication and in parable | X |
| Proclaim his mission to a sinful world | U |
| Ah could the world but gaze upon that Christ | U |
| With heart attuned unto the symboled love | Y |
| That makes his face a radiant miracle | X |
| The world hath need of thy great lesson now | E |
| The money changers throng the Temple gates | B |
| The kiss of Judas burns from lips to brow | E |
| The hate of Herod rankles in the hearts | B |
| Of scorners and the poisoned crown of thorns | B |
| Which Greed has woven for humanity | B |
| Bites like the chaplet that the Saviour wore | Z |
| The day that He was crowned and crucified | U |
| Methinks I see around the shining cross | B |
| Phantoms that shudder when the name of Christ | U |
| Is whispered by the multitude I see | B |
| Grim Avarice with shriveled fingers clutch | A2 |
| A golden bauble shrinking by his side | U |
| Oppression stands and hugs a clanking chain | E |
| While deeper in the gloom with eyes aglow | B2 |
| And matted hair still dripping red with gore | Z |
| Sits War her trembling hand enclasped within | E |
| The spectral hand of Death O Christus thou | E |
| To whom it has been given once again | E |
| To symbolize the passion of the cross | B |
| Approach thy task with heart inspired by love | Y |
| And when the Saviour's words fall from thy lips | B |
| Be thine the Saviour's exaltation when | E |
| He told the dying thief upon the cross | B |
| That he should be with Him in Paradise | B |
Charles Hamilton Musgrove
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