A Prayer For The King's Majesty Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCDDEEFGHFGIIAABHBJ KKJJLMNLNOPPMQQGGHRL STT OUUVVBWWBB BXYBXYB ZA2B2B2C2C2B D2D2D2B BBYBYE2E2B ZA2DMDB| nd January | A |
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| The Queen is dead God save the King | B |
| In this his hour of grief | C |
| When sorrow gathers memories in a sheaf | C |
| To lay them on his shoulders as he stands | D |
| Inheriting her glories and her lands | D |
| First gain of his at which his Mother's voice | E |
| Has not been first to bless and to rejoice | E |
| A man set lonely between gain and loss | F |
| O words of love the heart remembereth | G |
| O mighty loss outweighing every gain | H |
| A Son whose kingdom Death's arm lies across | F |
| A King whose Mother lies alone with Death | G |
| Wrapped in the folds of white implacable sleep | I |
| O God who seest the tears Thy children weep | I |
| O God who countest each sad heart beat see | A |
| How our King needs the grace we ask of Thee | A |
| Thou knowest how little and how vain a thing | B |
| Is Empire when the heart is sick with pain | H |
| God save the King | B |
| The Queen is dead The splendour of her days | J |
| The sorrow of them both alike merge now | K |
| In the new aureole that lights her brow | K |
| The clamour of her people's voice in praise | J |
| Must hush itself to the still voice that prays | J |
| In the holy chamber of Death Tread softly here | L |
| A mighty Queen lies dead | M |
| Her people's heart wears black | N |
| The black bells toll unceasing in their ear | L |
| And on the gold sun's track | N |
| The great world round | O |
| Like a black ring the voice of mourning goes | P |
| Till even our ancient foes | P |
| With eyes downbent and brotherly bared head | M |
| Keep mourning watch with us This is the hour | Q |
| When Love lends all his power | Q |
| To speed grief's arrows from the bow of Death | G |
| When sighs are idle breath | G |
| When tears are fountains vain | H |
| She will not wake again | R |
| Not now not here | L |
| O great and good and infinitely dear | S |
| O Mother of your people sleep is sweet | T |
| No more Life's thorny ways will wound your feet | T |
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| O Mother dear sleep sound | O |
| When you shall wake | U |
| Your brows freed from the crown that made them ache | U |
| So many a time and wear the heavenly crown | V |
| Then then you will look down | V |
| On us who love you and remembering | B |
| The love of earth will breathe with us our prayer | W |
| Our prayer prayed here joined to your prayer prayed there | W |
| Who knows what radiant answer it may bring | B |
| God save the King | B |
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| The Queen is dead God save the King | B |
| From all ill thought and deed | X |
| From heartless service and from selfish sway | Y |
| From treason and the vain imagining | B |
| Of evil counsellors and the noisome breed | X |
| Of flatterers who eat the soul away | Y |
| God save the King | B |
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| From loss and pain and tears | Z |
| Such as her many years | A2 |
| Brought her from battle and strife | B2 |
| And the inmost hurt of life | B2 |
| The wounds that no crown can heal | C2 |
| No ermine robes conceal | C2 |
| God save the King | B |
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| God by our memories of his Mother's face | D2 |
| By the love that makes our heart her dwelling place | D2 |
| Grant to our sorrow this desired grace | D2 |
| God save the King | B |
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| The Queen is dead God save the King | B |
| This is no hour when joy has leave to sing | B |
| Only amid our tears we are bold to pray | Y |
| More boldly in that we pray sorrowing | B |
| In this most sorrowful day | Y |
| God who wast of a mortal Mother born | E2 |
| Who driest the tears with which Thy children mourn | E2 |
| God save the King | B |
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| Look down on him whose crown is wet with tears | Z |
| In which its splendour fades and disappears | A2 |
| His tears our tears tears out of all her lands | D |
| The Queen is dead | M |
| God strengthen the King's hands | D |
| God save the King | B |
E. (edith) Nesbit
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