Human Life-s Mystery Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDAB EFGGEH IJKKIJ LMNNOM PQRRSQ TTTTTT TTUUTT VWTTVW XTTTYT YZDCYZ

We sow the glebe we reap the cornA
We build the house where we may restB
And then at moments suddenlyC
We look up to the great wide skyD
Inquiring wherefore we were bornA
For earnest or for jestB
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The senses folding thick and darkE
About the stifled soul withinF
We guess diviner things beyondG
And yearn to them with yearning fondG
We strike out blindly to a markE
Believed in but not seenH
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We vibrate to the pant and thrillI
Wherewith Eternity has curledJ
In serpent twine about God s seatK
While freshening upward to His feetK
In gradual growth His full leaved willI
Expands from world to worldJ
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And in the tumult and excessL
Of act and passion under sunM
We sometimes hear oh soft and farN
As silver star did touch with starN
The kiss of Peace and RighteousnessO
Through all things that are doneM
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God keeps His holy mysteriesP
Just on the outside of man s dreamQ
In diapason slow we thinkR
To hear their pinions rise and sinkR
While they float pure beneath His eyesS
Like swans adown a streamQ
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Abstractions are they from the formsT
Of His great beauty exaltationsT
From His great glory strong previsionsT
Of what we shall be intuitionsT
Of what we are in calms and stormsT
Beyond our peace and passionsT
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Things nameless which in passing soT
Do stroke us with a subtle graceT
We say Who passes they are dumbU
We cannot see them go or comeU
Their touches fall soft cold as snowT
Upon a blind man s faceT
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Yet touching so they draw aboveV
Our common thoughts to Heaven s unknownW
Our daily joy and pain advanceT
To a divine significanceT
Our human love O mortal loveV
That light is not its ownW
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And sometimes horror chills our bloodX
To be so near such mystic ThingsT
And we wrap round us for defenceT
Our purple manners moods of senseT
As angels from the face of GodY
Stand hidden in their wingsT
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And sometimes through life s heavy swoundY
We grope for them with strangled breathZ
We stretch our hands abroad and tryD
To reach them in our agonyC
And widen so the broad life woundY
Which soon is large enough for deathZ

Elizabeth Barrett Browning



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