Eighteen Hundred And Sixty-four Poem Rhyme Scheme

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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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