That Holy Thing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEFThey all were looking for a king | A |
To slay their foes and lift them high | B |
Thou cam'st a little baby thing | A |
That made a woman cry | B |
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O son of man to right my lot | C |
Nought but thy presence can avail | D |
Yet on the road thy wheels are not | C |
Nor on the sea thy sail | D |
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My fancied ways why shouldst thou heed | E |
Thou com'st down thine own secret stair | F |
Com'st down to answer all my need | E |
Yea every bygone prayer | F |
George Macdonald
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