Saints And Angels Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHII JKJK LILI KIKI DMDM NONP QRQR| It's oh in Paradise that I fain would be | A |
| Away from earth and weariness and all beside | B |
| Earth is too full of loss with its dividing sea | A |
| But Paradise upbuilds the bower for the bride | B |
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| Where flowers are yet in bud while the boughs are green | C |
| I would get quit of earth and get robed for heaven | D |
| Putting on my raiment white within the screen | C |
| Putting on my crown of gold whose gems are seven | D |
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| Fair is the fourfold river that maketh no moan | E |
| Fair are the trees fruit bearing of the wood | F |
| Fair are the gold and bdellium and the onyx stone | E |
| And I know the gold of that land is good | F |
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| O my love my dove lift up your eyes | G |
| Toward the eastern gate like an opening rose | H |
| You and I who parted will meet in Paradise | I |
| Pass within and sing when the gates unclose | I |
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| This life is but the passage of a day | J |
| This life is but a pang and all is over | K |
| But in the life to come which fades not away | J |
| Every love shall abide and every lover | K |
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| He who wore out pleasure and mastered all lore | L |
| Solomon wrote Vanity of vanities | I |
| Down to death of all that went before | L |
| In his mighty long life the record is this | I |
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| With loves by the hundred wealth beyond measure | K |
| Is this he who wrote Vanity of vanities | I |
| Yea Vanity of vanities he saith of pleasure | K |
| And of all he learned set his seal to this | I |
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| Yet we love and faint not for our love is one | D |
| And we hope and flag not for our hope is sure | M |
| Although there be nothing new beneath the sun | D |
| And no help for life and for death no cure | M |
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| The road to death is life the gate of life is death | N |
| We who wake shall sleep we shall wax who wane | O |
| Let us not vex our souls for stoppage of a breath | N |
| The fall of a river that turneth not again | P |
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| Be the road short and be the gate near | Q |
| Shall a short road tire a strait gate appall | R |
| The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear | Q |
| And Paradise hath room for you and me and all | R |
Christina Rossetti
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