Eighteen Hundred And Sixty-four Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG HIHI JKJL MNMN OLOL PQPR STSU VTVT WXWX YZYZ A2B2C2B2| I HEAR no footfall beating through the dark | A |
| A lonely gust is loitering at the pane | B |
| There is no sound within these forests stark | A |
| Beyond a splash or two of sullen rain | B |
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| But you are with us and our patient land | C |
| Is filled with long expected change at last | D |
| Though we have scarce the heart to lift a hand | C |
| Of welcome after all the yearning past | D |
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| Ah marvel not the days and nights were long | E |
| And cold and dull and dashed with many tears | F |
| And lately there hath been a doleful song | E |
| Of Mene Mene in our restless ears | G |
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| Indeed we ve said The royal son of Time | H |
| Whose feet will shortly cross our threshold floor | I |
| May lead us to those outer heights sublime | H |
| Our Sires have sold their lives to see before | I |
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| We ll follow him Beyond the waves and wrecks | J |
| Of years fulfilled some fine results must lie | K |
| We ll pass the last of all wild things that vex | J |
| The pale sad face of our Humanity | L |
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| But now our fainting feet are loth to stray | M |
| From trodden paths our eyes with pain are blind | N |
| We ve lost fair treasures by the weary way | M |
| We cry like children to be left behind | N |
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| Our human speech is dim Yet latest born | O |
| Of God s Eternity there came to me | L |
| In saddened streets last week from lips forlorn | O |
| A sound more solemn than the sleepless sea | L |
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| O Rachael Rachael We have heard the cries | P |
| In Rama stranger o er our darling dead | Q |
| And seen our mothers with the heavy eyes | P |
| Who would not hearken to be comforted | R |
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| Then lead us gently It must come to pass | S |
| That some of us shall halt and faint and fall | T |
| For we are looking through a darkened glass | S |
| And Heaven seems far and faith grows cold and pale | U |
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| I know for one I need a subtle strength | V |
| I have not yet to hold me from a fall | T |
| What time I cry to God within the length | V |
| Of weary hours my face against the wall | T |
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| My mourning brothers in the long still nights | W |
| When sleep is wilful and the lone moon shines | X |
| Bethink you of the silent silver lights | W |
| And darks with Death amongst the moody pines | X |
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| Then though you cannot shut a stricken face | Y |
| Away from you this hope will come about | Z |
| That Christ hath sent again throughout the place | Y |
| Some signs of Love to worst and weaken doubt | Z |
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| So you may find in every afterthought | A2 |
| A peace beyond your best expression dear | B2 |
| And haply hearken to the Voice which wrought | C2 |
| Such strength in Peter on the seas of fear | B2 |
Henry Kendall
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