Fasting Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJK LLAA LLLL MMNO AABB GGII PPQQ LLRR SSTU IIDD VVGG LLWW AAXY ZZBB

'Tis morning now yet silently I standA
Uplift the curtain with a weary handA
Look out while darkness overspreads the wayB
And long for dayB
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Calm peace is frighted with my mood to nightC
Nor visits my dull chamber with her lightC
To guide my senses into her sweet restD
And leave me blestD
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Long hours since the city rocked and sungE
Itself to slumber only the stars swungE
Aloft their torches in the midnight skiesF
With watchful eyesF
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No sound awakes I even breathe no sighG
Nor hear a single footstep passing byG
Yet I am not alone for now I feelH
A presence stealH
-
Within my chamber walls I turn to seeI
The sweetest guest that courts humanityI
With subtle slow enchantment draws she nearJ
And Sleep is hereK
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What care I for the olive branch of PeaceL
Kind Sleep will bring a thrice distilled releaseL
Nepenthes that alone her mystic handA
Can understandA
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And so she bends this welcome sorceressL
To crown my fasting with her light caressL
Ah sure my pain will vanish at the blissL
Of her warm kissL
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But still my duty lies in self denialM
I must refuse sweet Sleep although the trialM
Will reawaken all my depth of painN
So once againO
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I lift the curtain with a weary handA
With more than sorrow silently I standA
Look out while darkness overspreads the wayB
And long for dayB
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Go Sleep I say before the darkness dieG
To one who needs you even more than IG
For I can bear my part alone but heI
Has need of theeI
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His poor tired eyes in vain have sought reliefP
His heart more tired still with all its griefP
His pain is deep while mine is vague and dimQ
Go thou to himQ
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When thou hast fanned him with thy drowsy wingsL
And laid thy lips upon the pulsing stringsL
That in his soul with fret and fever burnR
To me returnR
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She goes The air within the quiet streetS
Reverberates to the passing of her feetS
I watch her take her passage through the gloomT
To your dear homeU
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Beloved would you knew how sweet to meI
Is this denial and how ferventlyI
I pray that Sleep may lift you to her breastD
And give you restD
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A privilege that she alone can claimV
Would that my heart could comfort you the sameV
But in the censer Sleep is swinging highG
All sorrows dieG
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She comes not back yet all my miseriesL
Wane at the thought of your calm sleeping eyesL
Wane as I hear the early matin bellW
The dawn foretellW
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And so dear heart still silently I standA
Uplift the curtain with a weary handA
The long long night has bitter been and loneX
But now 'tis goneY
-
Dawn lights her candles in the East once moreZ
And darkness flees her chariot beforeZ
The Lenten morning breaks with holy rayB
And it is dayB

Emily Pauline Johnson



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