Human Life-s Mystery Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDAB EFGGEH IJKKIJ LMNNOM PQRRSQ TTTTTT TTUUTT VWTTVW XTTTYT YZDCYZWe sow the glebe we reap the corn | A |
We build the house where we may rest | B |
And then at moments suddenly | C |
We look up to the great wide sky | D |
Inquiring wherefore we were born | A |
For earnest or for jest | B |
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The senses folding thick and dark | E |
About the stifled soul within | F |
We guess diviner things beyond | G |
And yearn to them with yearning fond | G |
We strike out blindly to a mark | E |
Believed in but not seen | H |
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We vibrate to the pant and thrill | I |
Wherewith Eternity has curled | J |
In serpent twine about God s seat | K |
While freshening upward to His feet | K |
In gradual growth His full leaved will | I |
Expands from world to world | J |
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And in the tumult and excess | L |
Of act and passion under sun | M |
We sometimes hear oh soft and far | N |
As silver star did touch with star | N |
The kiss of Peace and Righteousness | O |
Through all things that are done | M |
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God keeps His holy mysteries | P |
Just on the outside of man s dream | Q |
In diapason slow we think | R |
To hear their pinions rise and sink | R |
While they float pure beneath His eyes | S |
Like swans adown a stream | Q |
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Abstractions are they from the forms | T |
Of His great beauty exaltations | T |
From His great glory strong previsions | T |
Of what we shall be intuitions | T |
Of what we are in calms and storms | T |
Beyond our peace and passions | T |
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Things nameless which in passing so | T |
Do stroke us with a subtle grace | T |
We say Who passes they are dumb | U |
We cannot see them go or come | U |
Their touches fall soft cold as snow | T |
Upon a blind man s face | T |
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Yet touching so they draw above | V |
Our common thoughts to Heaven s unknown | W |
Our daily joy and pain advance | T |
To a divine significance | T |
Our human love O mortal love | V |
That light is not its own | W |
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And sometimes horror chills our blood | X |
To be so near such mystic Things | T |
And we wrap round us for defence | T |
Our purple manners moods of sense | T |
As angels from the face of God | Y |
Stand hidden in their wings | T |
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And sometimes through life s heavy swound | Y |
We grope for them with strangled breath | Z |
We stretch our hands abroad and try | D |
To reach them in our agony | C |
And widen so the broad life wound | Y |
Which soon is large enough for death | Z |
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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