Conference Between Christ, The Saints, And The Soul Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDDDDDEDE FGHGIJIJDKDK LMLNOPOQDDDD DCDCDRDRDSDS| Lyra Eucharistica | A |
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| I am pale with sick desire | B |
| For my heart is far away | C |
| From this world's fitful fire | B |
| And this world's waning day | C |
| In a dream it overleaps | D |
| A world of tedious ills | D |
| To where the sunshine sleeps | D |
| On th' everlasting hills | D |
| Say the Saints There Angels ease us | D |
| Glorified and white | E |
| They say We rest in Jesus | D |
| Where is not day nor night | E |
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| My Soul saith I have sought | F |
| For a home that is not gained | G |
| I have spent yet nothing bought | H |
| Have laboured but not attained | G |
| My pride strove to rise and grow | I |
| And hath but dwindled down | J |
| My love sought love and lo | I |
| Hath not attained its crown | J |
| Say the Saints Fresh Souls increase us | D |
| None languish nor recede | K |
| They say We love our Jesus | D |
| And He loves us indeed | K |
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| I cannot rise above | L |
| I cannot rest beneath | M |
| I cannot find out Love | L |
| Nor escape from Death | N |
| Dear hopes and joys gone by | O |
| Still mock me with a name | P |
| My best belov d die | O |
| And I cannot die with them | Q |
| Say the Saints No deaths decrease us | D |
| Where our rest is glorious | D |
| They say We live in Jesus | D |
| Who once di d for us | D |
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| Oh my Soul she beats her wings | D |
| And pants to fly away | C |
| Up to immortal Things | D |
| In the Heavenly day | C |
| Yet she flags and almost faints | D |
| Can such be meant for me | R |
| Come and see say the Saints | D |
| Saith Jesus Come and see | R |
| Say the Saints His Pleasures please us | D |
| Before God and the Lamb | S |
| Come and taste My Sweets saith Jesus | D |
| Be with Me where I am | S |
Christina Georgina Rossetti
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