All Saints Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE FGFH IJIJ KLKK MNMO KPKP QRQR KSKS KTKT KSKS USUS| All so grave and shining see they come | A |
| From the blissful ranks of the forgiven | B |
| Though so distant wheels the nearest crystal dome | C |
| And the spheres are seven | B |
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| Are you in such haste to come to earth | D |
| Shining ones the Wonder on your brow | E |
| To the low poor places of your birth | D |
| And the day that must be darkness now | E |
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| Does the heart still crave the spot it yearned on | F |
| In the grey and mortal years | G |
| The pure flame the smoky hearth it burned on | F |
| The clear eye its tears | H |
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| Was there in the narrow range of living | I |
| After all the wider scope | J |
| In the old old rapture of forgiving | I |
| In the long long flight of hope | J |
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| Come you from free sweep across the spaces | K |
| To the irksome bounds of mortal law | L |
| From the all embracing Vision to some face's | K |
| Look that never saw | K |
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| Never we imprisoned here had sought you | M |
| Lured you with the ancient bait of pain | N |
| Down the silver current of the light years brought you | M |
| To the beaten round again | O |
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| Is it you perchance who ache to strain us | K |
| Dumbly to the dim transfigured breast | P |
| Or with tragic gesture would detain us | K |
| From the age long search for rest | P |
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| Is the labour then more glorious than the laurel | Q |
| The learning than the conquered thought | R |
| Is the meed of men the righteous quarrel | Q |
| Not the justice wrought | R |
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| Long ago we guessed it faithful ghosts | K |
| Proudly chose the present for our scene | S |
| And sent out indomitable hosts | K |
| Day by day to widen our demesne | S |
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| Sit you by our hearth stone lone immortals | K |
| Share again the bitter wine of life | T |
| Well we know beyond the peaceful portals | K |
| There is nothing better than our strife | T |
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| Nought more thrilling than the cry that calls us | K |
| Spent and stumbling to the conflict vain | S |
| After each disaster that befalls us | K |
| Nerves us for a sterner strain | S |
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| And when flood or foeman shakes the sleeper | U |
| In his moment's lapse from pain | S |
| Bids us fold our tents and flee our kin and deeper | U |
| Drive into the wilderness again | S |
Edith Wharton
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