Translations. - The Lost Church. (from Uhland.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBCCCC DEDEFGFG HBIBJEJE KEKELJLJ BGBGMNMM MMMMMJMJ MMMMJGJG MGMGBMBM| In the far forest overhead | A |
| A bell is often heard obscurely | B |
| How long since first no one can tell | B |
| Nor can report explain it surely | B |
| From the lost church the rumour hath | C |
| Out on the winds the ringing goeth | C |
| Once full of pilgrims was the path | C |
| Now where to find it no one knoweth | C |
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| Deep in the wood I lately went | D |
| Where no foot trodden way is lying | E |
| From times corrupt on evil bent | D |
| My heart to God went out in sighing | E |
| There in the wild wood's deep repose | F |
| I heard the ringing somewhat nearer | G |
| The higher that my longing rose | F |
| Its peal grew fuller and came clearer | G |
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| My thoughts upon themselves did brood | H |
| My sense was with the sound so busy | B |
| That I have never understood | I |
| How I did climb that steep so dizzy | B |
| It seemed more than a hundred years | J |
| Had passed me over dreaming sighing | E |
| When far above the clouds appears | J |
| An open space in sunlight lying | E |
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| Dark blue the heavens above it bowed | K |
| The sun was radiant large and glowing | E |
| And see a minister's structure proud | K |
| Stood in the rich light golden showing | E |
| The clouds around it sunny clear | L |
| Seemed bearing it aloft like pinions | J |
| Its spire point seemed to disappear | L |
| Slow vanishing in heaven's dominions | J |
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| The bell's clear tones of rapture full | B |
| Boomed in the tower and made it quiver | G |
| No mortal hand that rope did pull | B |
| A dumb storm made it swing and shiver | G |
| It seemed to heave my throbbing breast | M |
| That heavenly storm with torrent blended | N |
| With wavering step yet hopeful quest | M |
| Into the church my way I wended | M |
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| What met me there as in I trode | M |
| With syllables cannot be painted | M |
| Darksome yet clear the windows glowed | M |
| With forms of all the martyrs sainted | M |
| Then saw I radiantly unfurled | M |
| Form swell to life and break its barriers | J |
| I looked abroad into a world | M |
| Of holy women and God's warriors | J |
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| Down at the alter I kneeled soft | M |
| With love and prayer my heart allegiant | M |
| Upon the ceiling far aloft | M |
| Was painted Heaven's resplendent pageant | M |
| But when again I lift mine eyes | J |
| Lo the high vault has flown asunder | G |
| The upward gate wide open lies | J |
| And every veil unveils a wonder | G |
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| What gloriousness I then beheld | M |
| With silent worship speechless wonder | G |
| What blessed sounds upon me swelled | M |
| Like organs' and like trumpets' thunder | G |
| No human words could ever tell | B |
| But who for such is sighing sorest | M |
| Let him give heed unto the bell | B |
| That dimly soundeth in the forest | M |
George Macdonald
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