Preface To God's Determinations Touching His Elect Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCAAADEEFFEEAAGHEA DDIIEEJKAALLEEMMHHNN ECEE| Infinity when all things it beheld | A |
| In Nothing and of Nothing all did build | A |
| Upon what base was fixed the lath wherein | B |
| He turned this globe and rigalled it so trim | C |
| Who blew the bellows of His furnace vast | A |
| Or held the mold wherein the world was cast | A |
| Who laid its cornerstone Or whose command | A |
| Where stand the pillars upon which it stands | D |
| Who laced and filleted the earth so fine | E |
| With rivers like green ribbons smaragdine | E |
| Who made the seas its selvedge and it locks | F |
| Like a quilt ball within a silver box | F |
| Who spread its canopy Or curtains spun | E |
| Who in this bowling alley bowled the sun | E |
| Who made it always when it rises set | A |
| To go at once both down and up to get | A |
| Who the curtain rods made for this tapestry | G |
| Who hung the twinkling lanterns in the sky | H |
| Who Who did this Or who is He Why know | E |
| It's only Might Almighty this did do | A |
| His hand hath made this noble work which stands | D |
| His glorious handiwork not made by hands | D |
| Who spake all things from nothing and with ease | I |
| Can speak all things to nothing if He please | I |
| Whose little finger at His pleasure can | E |
| Out mete ten thousand worlds with half a span | E |
| Whose Might Almighty can by half a looks | J |
| Root up the rocks and rock the hills by the roots | K |
| Can take this mighty world up in His hand | A |
| And shake it like a squitchen or a wand | A |
| Whose single frown will make the heavens shake | L |
| Like as an aspen leaf the wind makes quake | L |
| Oh what a might is this Whose single frown | E |
| Doth shake the world as it would shake it down | E |
| Which All on Nothing fet from Nothing All | M |
| Hath All on Nothing set lts Nothing fall | M |
| Gave All to nothing man indeed whereby | H |
| Through nothing man all might him glorify | H |
| In Nothing then embossed the brightest gem | N |
| More precious than all preciousness in them | N |
| But nothing man did throw down all by sin | E |
| And darkened that lightsome gem in him | C |
| That now his brightest diamond is grown | E |
| Darker by far than any coal pit stone | E |
Edward Taylor
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