Little Gray Songs From St. Joseph's Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BACA DEFG GGHG IJKJ JEJE LMEM A NCLC OPQP RESE TUVU A WXWX YZYZ A2GA2G B2LB2L C2GD2G E2CF2C G2H2G2H2

IA
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With cassock black baret and bookB
Father Saran goes byA
I think he goes to say a prayerC
For one who has to dieA
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Even so some day Father SaranD
May say a prayer for meE
Myself meanwhile the Sister tellsF
Should pray unceasinglyG
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They kneel who pray how may I kneelG
Who face to ceiling lieG
Shut out by all that man has madeH
From God who made the skyG
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They lift who pray the low earth bornI
A humble heart to GodJ
But O my heart of clay is proudK
True sister to the sodJ
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I look into the face of GodJ
They say bends over meE
I search the dark dark face of GodJ
O what is it I seeE
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I see who lie fast bound who mayL
Not kneel who can but seekM
I see mine own face over meE
With tears upon its cheekM
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IIA
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If my dark grandam had but knownN
Or yet my wild grandsirC
Or the lord that lured the maid awayL
That was my sad motherC
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O had they known O had they dreamedO
What gift it was they gaveP
Would they have stayed their wild wild loveQ
Nor made my years their slaveP
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Must they have stopped their hungry lipsR
From love at thought of meE
O life O life how may we learnS
Thy strangest mysteryE
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Nay they knew not as we scarce knowT
Their souls O let them restU
My life is pupil unto painV
With him I make my questU
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IIIA
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My little soul I never sawW
Nor can I count its daysX
I do not know its wondrous lawW
And yet I know its waysX
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O it is young as morning hoursY
And old as is the nightZ
O it has growth of budding flowersY
Yet tastes my body's blightZ
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And it is silent and apartA2
And far and fair and stillG
Yet ever beats within my heartA2
And cries within my willG
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And it is light and bright and strangeB2
And sees life far awayL
Yet far with near can interchangeB2
And dwell within the dayL
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My soul has died a thousand deathsC2
And yet it does not dieG
My soul has broke a thousand faithsD2
And yet it cannot lieG
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My soul there's naught can make it lessE2
My soul there's naught can marC
Yet here it weeps with lonelinessF2
Within its lonely starC
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My soul not any dark can bindG2
Nor hinder any handH2
Yet here it weeps long blind long blindG2
And cannot understandH2

Grace Fallow Norton



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