For Four Guilds: Iii. The Stone-masons Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHIH AJAJKLKL MNMNEOEO

We have graven the mountain of God with handsA
As our hands were graven of God they sayB
Where the seraphs burn in the sun like brandsA
And the devils carry the rains awayB
Making a thrift of the throats of hellC
Our gargoyles gather the roaring rainD
Whose yawn is more than a frozen yellC
And their very vomiting not in vainD
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Wilder than all that a tongue can utterE
Wiser than all that is told in wordsF
The wings of stone of the soaring gutterE
Fly out and follow the flight of the birdsF
The rush and rout of the angel warsG
Stand out above the astounded streetH
Where we flung our gutters against the starsI
For a sign that the first and the last shall meetH
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We have graven the forest of heaven with handsA
Being great with a mirth too gross for prideJ
In the stone that battered him Stephen standsA
And Peter himself is petrifiedJ
Such hands as have grubbed in the glebe for breadK
Have bidden the blank rock blossom and thriveL
Such hands as have stricken a live man deadK
Have struck and stricken the dead aliveL
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Fold your hands before heaven in prayingM
Lift up your hands into heaven and cryN
But look where our dizziest spires are sayingM
What the hands of a man did up in the skyN
Drenched before you have heard the thunderE
White before you have felt the snowO
For the giants lift up their hands to wonderE
How high the hands of a man could goO

Gilbert Keith Chesterton



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