Sister Helen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAACCB DBDDCCB EBEECCB DBDDCCB DBDDCCB FBFFCCB GBGGCCB HBHHCCB GBGGCCB IBIICCB DBDDCCB GBJJCCB KBKKCCB LBLLCCB DBDDCCB DBDDCCB ABAACCB MBMMCCB DBDDCCB NBNNCCB KBKKCCB OBOOCCB PBPQCCB GBGGCCB DBDDCCB RBRRCCB SBTSCCB SBSSCCB DBDDCCB DBDDCCB UBUUCCB GBGGCCB DBDDCCB VBVVCCB WBGGCCB GBGGCCB DBDDCCB GBGGCCB XBYYCCB GBGGCCB ZBZZCCB DBDDCCBWhy did you melt your waxen man | A |
Sister Helen | B |
To day is the third since you began | A |
The time was long yet the time ran | A |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Three days to day between Hell and Heaven | B |
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But if you have done your work aright | D |
Sister Helen | B |
You'll let me play for you said I might | D |
Be very still in your play to night | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Third night to night between Hell and Heaven | B |
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You said it must melt ere vesper bell | E |
Sister Helen | B |
If now it be molten all is well | E |
Even so nay peace you cannot tell | E |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
O what is this between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Oh the waxen knave was plump to day | D |
Sister Helen | B |
How like dead folk he has dropp'd away | D |
Nay now of the dead what can you say | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What of the dead between Hell and Heaven | B |
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See see the sunken pile of wood | D |
Sister Helen | B |
Shines through the thinn'd wax red as blood | D |
Nay now when look'd you yet on blood | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
How pale she is between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Now close your eyes for they're sick and sore | F |
Sister Helen | B |
And I'll play without the gallery door | F |
Aye let me rest I'll lie on the floor | F |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What rest to night between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Here high up in the balcony | G |
Sister Helen | B |
The moon flies face to face with me | G |
Aye look and say whatever you see | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What sight to night between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Outside it's merry in the wind's wake | H |
Sister Helen | B |
In the shaken trees the chill stars shake | H |
Hush heard you a horse tread as you spake | H |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What sound to night between Hell and Heaven | B |
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I hear a horse tread and I see | G |
Sister Helen | B |
Three horsemen that ride terribly | G |
Little brother whence come the three | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Whence should they come between Hell and Heaven | B |
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They come by the hill verge from Boyne Bar | I |
Sister Helen | B |
And one draws nigh but two are afar | I |
Look look do you know them who they are | I |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Who should they be between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Oh it's Keith of Eastholm rides so fast | D |
Sister Helen | B |
For I know the white mane on the blast | D |
The hour has come has come at last | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Her hour at last between Hell and Heaven | B |
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He has made a sign and called Halloo | G |
Sister Helen | B |
And he says that he would speak with you | J |
Oh tell him I fear the frozen dew | J |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Why laughs she thus between Hell and Heaven | B |
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The wind is loud but I hear him cry | K |
Sister Helen | B |
That Keith of Ewern's like to die | K |
And he and thou and thou and I | K |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
And they and we between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Three days ago on his marriage morn | L |
Sister Helen | B |
He sicken'd and lies since then forlorn | L |
For bridegroom's side is the bride a thorn | L |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Cold bridal cheer between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Three days and nights he has lain abed | D |
Sister Helen | B |
And he prays in torment to be dead | D |
The thing may chance if he have pray'd | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
If he have pray'd between Hell and Heaven | B |
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But he has not ceas'd to cry to day | D |
Sister Helen | B |
That you should take your curse away | D |
My prayer was heard he need but pray | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Shall God not hear between Hell and Heaven | B |
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But he says till you take back your ban | A |
Sister Helen | B |
His soul would pass yet never can | A |
Nay then shall I slay a living man | A |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
A living soul between Hell and Heaven | B |
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But he calls for ever on your name | M |
Sister Helen | B |
And says that he melts before a flame | M |
My heart for his pleasure far'd the same | M |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Fire at the heart between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Here's Keith of Westholm riding fast | D |
Sister Helen | B |
For I know the white plume on the blast | D |
The hour the sweet hour I forecast | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Is the hour sweet between Hell and Heaven | B |
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He stops to speak and he stills his horse | N |
Sister Helen | B |
But his words are drown'd in the wind's course | N |
Nay hear nay hear you must hear perforce | N |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What word now heard between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Oh he says that Keith of Ewern's cry | K |
Sister Helen | B |
Is ever to see you ere he die | K |
In all that his soul sees there am I | K |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
The soul's one sight between Hell and Heaven | B |
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He sends a ring and a broken coin | O |
Sister Helen | B |
And bids you mind the banks of Boyne | O |
What else he broke will he ever join | O |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
No never join'd between Hell and Heaven | B |
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He yields you these and craves full fain | P |
Sister Helen | B |
You pardon him in his mortal pain | P |
What else he took will he give again | Q |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Not twice to give between Hell and Heaven | B |
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He calls your name in an agony | G |
Sister Helen | B |
That even dead Love must weep to see | G |
Hate born of Love is blind as he | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Love turn'd to hate between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Oh it's Keith of Keith now that rides fast | D |
Sister Helen | B |
For I know the white hair on the blast | D |
The short short hour will soon be past | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Will soon be past between Hell and Heaven | B |
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He looks at me and he tries to speak | R |
Sister Helen | B |
But oh his voice is sad and weak | R |
What here should the mighty Baron seek | R |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Is this the end between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Oh his son still cries if you forgive | S |
Sister Helen | B |
The body dies but the soul shall live | T |
Fire shall forgive me as I forgive | S |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
As she forgives between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Oh he prays you as his heart would rive | S |
Sister Helen | B |
To save his dear son's soul alive | S |
Fire cannot slay it it shall thrive | S |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Alas alas between Hell and Heaven | B |
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He cries to you kneeling in the road | D |
Sister Helen | B |
To go with him for the love of God | D |
The way is long to his son's abode | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
The way is long between Hell and Heaven | B |
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A lady's here by a dark steed brought | D |
Sister Helen | B |
So darkly clad I saw her not | D |
See her now or never see aught | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What more to see between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Her hood falls back and the moon shines fair | U |
Sister Helen | B |
On the Lady of Ewern's golden hair | U |
Blest hour of my power and her despair | U |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Hour blest and bann'd between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Pale pale her cheeks that in pride did glow | G |
Sister Helen | B |
'Neath the bridal wreath three days ago | G |
One morn for pride and three days for woe | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Three days three nights between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Her clasp'd hands stretch from her bending head | D |
Sister Helen | B |
With the loud wind's wail her sobs are wed | D |
What wedding strains hath her bridal bed | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What strain but death's between Hell and Heaven | B |
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She may not speak she sinks in a swoon | V |
Sister Helen | B |
She lifts her lips and gasps on the moon | V |
Oh might I but hear her soul's blithe tune | V |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Her woe's dumb cry between Hell and Heaven | B |
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They've caught her to Westholm's saddle bow | W |
Sister Helen | B |
And her moonlit hair gleams white in its flow | G |
Let it turn whiter than winter snow | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Woe wither'd gold between Hell and Heaven | B |
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O Sister Helen you heard the bell | G |
Sister Helen | B |
More loud than the vesper chime it fell | G |
No vesper chime but a dying knell | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
His dying knell between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Alas but I fear the heavy sound | D |
Sister Helen | B |
Is it in the sky or in the ground | D |
Say have they turn'd their horses round | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
What would she more between Hell and Heaven | B |
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They have rais'd the old man from his knee | G |
Sister Helen | B |
And they ride in silence hastily | G |
More fast the naked soul doth flee | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
The naked soul between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Flank to flank are the three steeds gone | X |
Sister Helen | B |
But the lady's dark steed goes alone | Y |
And lonely her bridegroom's soul hath flown | Y |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
The lonely ghost between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Oh the wind is sad in the iron chill | G |
Sister Helen | B |
And weary sad they look by the hill | G |
But he and I are sadder still | G |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Most sad of all between Hell and Heaven | B |
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See see the wax has dropp'd from its place | Z |
Sister Helen | B |
And the flames are winning up apace | Z |
Yet here they burn but for a space | Z |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Here for a space between Hell and Heaven | B |
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Ah what white thing at the door has cross'd | D |
Sister Helen | B |
Ah what is this that sighs in the frost | D |
A soul that's lost as mine is lost | D |
Little brother | C |
O Mother Mary Mother | C |
Lost lost all lost between Hell and Heaven | B |
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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