I Am The Living Bread: Meditation Eight: John 6:51 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEFECC GHGIJK JLJLEE MNMLMM FCOCCG| I kening through Astronomy Divine | A |
| The Worlds bright Battlement wherein I spy | B |
| A Golden Path my Pensill cannot line | A |
| From that bright Throne unto my Threshold ly | B |
| And while my puzzled thoughts about it pore | C |
| I finde the Bread of Life in't at my doore | C |
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| When that this Bird of Paradise put in | D |
| This Wicker Cage my Corps to tweedle praise | E |
| Had peckt the Fruite forbad and so did fling | F |
| Away its Food and lost its golden dayes | E |
| It fell into Celestiall Famine sore | C |
| And never could attain a morsell more | C |
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| Alas alas Poore Bird what wilt thou doe | G |
| The Creatures field no food for Souls e're gave | H |
| And if thou knock at Angells dores they show | G |
| An Empty Barrell they no soul bread have | I |
| Alas Poore Bird the Worlds White Loafe is done | J |
| And cannot yield thee here the smallest Crumb | K |
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| In this sad state Gods Tender Bowells run | J |
| Out streams of Grace And he to end all strife | L |
| The Purest Wheate in Heaven his deare dear Son | J |
| Grinds and kneads up into this Bread of Life | L |
| Which Bread of Life from Heaven down came and stands | E |
| Disht on thy Table up by Angells Hands | E |
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| Did God mould up this Bread in Heaven and bake | M |
| Which from his Table came and to thine goeth | N |
| Doth he bespeake thee thus This Soule Bread take | M |
| Come Eate thy fill of this thy Gods White Loafe | L |
| Its Food too fine for Angells yet come take | M |
| And Eate thy fill Its Heavens Sugar Cake | M |
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| What Grace is this knead in this Loafe This thing | F |
| Souls are but petty things it to admire | C |
| Yee Angells help This fill would to the brim | O |
| Heav'ns whelm'd down Chrystall meele Bowle yea and higher | C |
| This Bread of Life dropt in thy mouth doth Cry | C |
| Eate Eate me Soul and thou shalt never dy | G |
Edward Taylor
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