A Prayer For The King's Majesty Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCDDEEFGHFGIIAABHBJ KKJJLMNLNOPPMQQGGHRL STT OUUVVBWWB BXYBXYB ZA2B2B2C2C2B D2D2D2B BBYBYE2E2B ZA2DMDBnd 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 ' | - |
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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 |
Edith Nesbit
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