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| I | A |
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| With cassock black baret and book | B |
| Father Saran goes by | A |
| I think he goes to say a prayer | C |
| For one who has to die | A |
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| Even so some day Father Saran | D |
| May say a prayer for me | E |
| Myself meanwhile the Sister tells | F |
| Should pray unceasingly | G |
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| They kneel who pray how may I kneel | G |
| Who face to ceiling lie | G |
| Shut out by all that man has made | H |
| From God who made the sky | G |
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| They lift who pray the low earth born | I |
| A humble heart to God | J |
| But O my heart of clay is proud | K |
| True sister to the sod | J |
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| I look into the face of God | J |
| They say bends over me | E |
| I search the dark dark face of God | J |
| O what is it I see | E |
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| I see who lie fast bound who may | L |
| Not kneel who can but seek | M |
| I see mine own face over me | E |
| With tears upon its cheek | M |
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| II | A |
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| If my dark grandam had but known | N |
| Or yet my wild grandsir | C |
| Or the lord that lured the maid away | L |
| That was my sad mother | C |
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| O had they known O had they dreamed | O |
| What gift it was they gave | P |
| Would they have stayed their wild wild love | Q |
| Nor made my years their slave | P |
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| Must they have stopped their hungry lips | R |
| From love at thought of me | E |
| O life O life how may we learn | S |
| Thy strangest mystery | E |
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| Nay they knew not as we scarce know | T |
| Their souls O let them rest | U |
| My life is pupil unto pain | V |
| With him I make my quest | U |
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| III | A |
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| My little soul I never saw | W |
| Nor can I count its days | X |
| I do not know its wondrous law | W |
| And yet I know its ways | X |
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| O it is young as morning hours | Y |
| And old as is the night | Z |
| O it has growth of budding flowers | Y |
| Yet tastes my body's blight | Z |
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| And it is silent and apart | A2 |
| And far and fair and still | G |
| Yet ever beats within my heart | A2 |
| And cries within my will | G |
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| And it is light and bright and strange | B2 |
| And sees life far away | L |
| Yet far with near can interchange | B2 |
| And dwell within the day | L |
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| My soul has died a thousand deaths | C2 |
| And yet it does not die | G |
| My soul has broke a thousand faiths | D2 |
| And yet it cannot lie | G |
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| My soul there's naught can make it less | E2 |
| My soul there's naught can mar | C |
| Yet here it weeps with loneliness | F2 |
| Within its lonely star | C |
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| My soul not any dark can bind | G2 |
| Nor hinder any hand | H2 |
| Yet here it weeps long blind long blind | G2 |
| And cannot understand | H2 |
Grace Fallow Norton
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