To A Lady Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEFEFGG HIJIKLKLMM NJNENONOPP MNMNQRQRSSSuggested By Hearing Her Voice During Services At Church | A |
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At night in visions when my soul drew near | B |
The shadowy confines of the spirit land | C |
Wild wondrous notes of song have met my ear | D |
Wrung from their harps by many a seraph's hand | C |
And forms of light too more divinely fair | E |
Than Mercy's messenger to hearts that mourn | F |
On wings that made sweet music in the air | E |
Have round me in those hours of bliss been borne | F |
And filled with joy unutterable I | G |
Have deemed myself a born child of the sky | G |
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And often too at sunset's magic hour | H |
When musing by some solitary stream | I |
While thought awoke in its resistless pow'r | J |
And restless Fancy wove her brightest dream | I |
Mysterious tongues that were not of the earth | K |
Have whispered words which I may not repeat | L |
But Thought or Fancy ne'er have given birth | K |
To form and voice like thine so fair and sweet | L |
Nor have I found them when my spirit's flight | M |
Had borne me to the far shores of delight | M |
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Above the murmurs of an hundred lips | N |
They rose those silvery tones of praise and pray'r | J |
Soft as the light breeze when Aurora trips | N |
The earth and lighting up the darkened air | E |
Carols her greetings to the waking flow'rs | N |
They fell upon my heart like summer rain | O |
Upon the thirsting fields and earlier hours | N |
When I too breathed th' adoring pray'r and strain | O |
Came back once more the present was beguiled | P |
Of half its gloom and my worn spirit smiled | P |
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Pray lady that the sad soul searing blight | M |
Which comes upon us when we tread the ways | N |
Of sin may not be suffered to alight | M |
On thy pure spirit in its youthful days | N |
Or like the fruitage of the Dead Sea shore | Q |
Tho' outward bloom and freshness thou may'st be | R |
Stern bitterness and death will gnaw thy core | Q |
And thou wilt be a heart scathed thing like me | R |
Bearing the weight of many years ere thou | S |
Hast lost youth's rosy cheek and lineless brow | S |
George W. Sands
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