Praise Of Creation Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK LMLM ACAC NBNB OPOP QRQR STST UVUV WXYZ ABCB| Creation fires my tongue | A |
| Nature thy anthems raise | B |
| And spread the universal song | C |
| Of thy Creator's praise | B |
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| Heaven's chief delight was Man | D |
| Before Creation's birth | E |
| Ordained with joy to lead the van | D |
| And reign the lord of earth | E |
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| When Sin was quite unknown | F |
| And all the woes it brought | G |
| He hailed the morn without a groan | F |
| Or one corroding thought | G |
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| When each revolving wheel | H |
| Assumed its sphere sublime | I |
| Submissive Earth then heard the peal | H |
| And struck the march of time | I |
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| The march in Heaven begun | J |
| And splendor filled the skies | K |
| When Wisdom bade the morning Sun | J |
| With joy from chaos rise | K |
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| The angels heard the tune | L |
| Throughout creation ring | M |
| They seized their golden harps as soon | L |
| And touched on every string | M |
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| When time and space were young | A |
| And music rolled along | C |
| The morning stars together sung | A |
| And Heaven was drown'd in song | C |
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| Ye towering eagles soar | N |
| And fan Creation's blaze | B |
| And ye terrific lion's roar | N |
| To your Creator's praise | B |
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| Responsive thunders roll | O |
| Loud acclamations sound | P |
| And show your Maker's vast control | O |
| O'er all the worlds around | P |
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| Stupendous mountains smoke | Q |
| And lift your summits high | R |
| To him who all your terrors woke | Q |
| Dark'ning the sapphire sky | R |
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| Now let my muse descend | S |
| To view the march below | T |
| Ye subterraneous worlds attend | S |
| And bid your chorus flow | T |
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| Ye vast volcanoes yell | U |
| Whence fiery cliffs are hurled | V |
| And all ye liquid oceans swell | U |
| Beneath the solid world | V |
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| Ye cataracts combine | W |
| Nor let the p an cease | X |
| The universal concert join | Y |
| Thou dismal precipice | Z |
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| But halt my feeble tongue | A |
| My weary muse delays | B |
| But oh my soul still float along | C |
| Upon the flood of praise | B |
George Moses Horton
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