Written A Year After The Events Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIDDJKLBDDMDN ONOO JOOPDQDROSTUNNVWXYO DDGDOZA2B2C2D2GDOE2D N

Alas how am I chang'd Where be the tearsA
The sobs and forc'd suspensions of the breathB
And all the dull desertions of the heartC
With which I hung o'er my dead mother's corseD
Where be the blest subsidings of the stormE
Within the sweet resignedness of hopeF
Drawn heavenward and strength of filial loveG
In which I bow'd me to my father's willH
My God and my Redeemer keep not thouI
My soul in brute and sensual thanklessnessD
Seal'd up oblivious ever of that dear graceD
And health restor'd to my long loved friendJ
Long lov'd and worthy known Thou didst not leaveK
Her soul in death O leave not now my LordL
Thy servants in far worse in spiritual deathB
And darkness blacker than those feared shadowsD
Of the valley all must tread Lend us thy balmsD
Thou dear Physician of the sin sick soulM
And heal our cleansed bosoms of the woundsD
With which the world has pierc'd us thro' and thro'N
Give us new flesh new birth Elect of heav'nO
May we become in thine election sureN
Contain'd and to one purpose stedfast drawnO
Our soul's salvationO
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Thou and I dear friendJ
With filial recognition sweet shall knowO
One day the face of our dear mother in heavenO
And her remember'd looks of love shall greetP
With looks of answering love her placid smilesD
Meet with a smile as placid and her handQ
With drops of fondness wet nor fear repulseD
Be witness for me Lord I do not askR
Those days of vanity to return againO
Nor fitting me to ask nor thee to giveS
Vain loves and wanderings with a fair hair'd maidT
Child of the dust as I am who so longU
My captive heart steep'd in idolatryN
And creature loves Forgive me O my MakerN
If in a mood of grief I sin almostV
In sometimes brooding on the days long pastW
And from the grave of time wishing them backX
Days of a mother's fondness to her childY
Her little oneO
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O where be now those sportsD
And infant play games where the joyous troopsD
Of children and the haunts I did so loveG
O my companions O ye loved namesD
Of friend or playmate dear gone are ye nowO
Gone diverse ways to honour and credit someZ
And some I fear to ignominy and shameA2
I only am left with unavailing griefB2
To mourn one parent dead and see one liveC2
Of all life's joys bereft and desolateD2
Am left with a few friends and one aboveG
The rest found faithful in a length of yearsD
Contented as I may to bear me onO
To the not unpeaceful evening of a dayE2
Made black by morning stormsD
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SeptemberN

Charles Lamb



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