I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes Unto The Hills Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCCCCDCD EFGFHIHICJCJ KLKMNONPCCCC CBCBCQCQCRCR| I am pale with sick desire | A |
| For my heart is far away | B |
| From this world's fitful fire | A |
| And this world's waning day | B |
| In a dream it overleaps | C |
| A world of tedious ills | C |
| To where the sunshine sleeps | C |
| On the everlasting hills | C |
| Say the Saints There Angels ease us | C |
| Glorified and white | D |
| They say We rest in Jesus | C |
| Where is not day or night | D |
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| My soul saith I have sought | E |
| For a home that is not gained | F |
| I have spent yet nothing bought | G |
| Have laboured but not attained | F |
| My pride strove to mount and grow | H |
| And hath but dwindled down | I |
| My love sought love and lo | H |
| Hath not attained its crown | I |
| Say the Saints Fresh souls increase us | C |
| None languish or recede | J |
| They say We love our Jesus | C |
| And He loves us indeed | J |
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| I cannot rise above | K |
| I cannot rest beneath | L |
| I cannot find out love | K |
| Or escape from death | M |
| Dear hopes and joys gone by | N |
| Still mock me with a name | O |
| My best beloved die | N |
| And I cannot die with them | P |
| Say the Saints No deaths decrease us | C |
| Where our rest is glorious | C |
| They say We live in Jesus | C |
| Who once died for us | C |
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| O my soul she beats her wings | C |
| And pants to fly away | B |
| Up to immortal things | C |
| In the heavenly day | B |
| Yet she flags and almost faints | C |
| Can such be meant for me | Q |
| Come and see say the Saints | C |
| Saith Jesus Come and see | Q |
| Say the Saints His pleasures please us | C |
| Before God and the Lamb | R |
| Come and taste My sweets saith Jesus | C |
| Be with Me where I am | R |
Christina Rossetti
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