Elijah Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPMQRS TLUCVWXYLZA2B2C2D2E2 F2G2 H2C2I2J2UK2L2M2N2O2P 2Q2R2WS2T2GMU2 V2W2TLNX2Y2Z2F2A3LB3 E2C3D3E3F3Z2G3H3I3J3INTO that good old Hebrew s soul sublime | A |
The spirit of the wilderness had passed | B |
For where the thunders of imperial Storm | C |
Rolled over mighty hills and where the caves | D |
Of cloud capt Horeb rang with hurricane | E |
And where wild featured Solitude did hold | F |
Supreme dominion there the prophet saw | G |
And heard and felt that large mysterious life | H |
Which lies remote from cities in the woods | I |
And rocks and waters of the mountained Earth | J |
And so it came to pass Elijah caught | K |
That scholarship which gave him power to see | L |
And solve the deep divinity that lies | M |
With Nature under lordly forest domes | N |
And by the seas and so his spirit waxed | O |
Made strong and perfect by its fellowship | P |
With God s authentic world until his eyes | M |
Became a splendour and his face was as | Q |
A glory with the vision of the seer | R |
Thereafter thundering in the towns of men | S |
His voice a trumpet of the Lord did shake | T |
All evil to its deep foundations He | L |
The hairy man who ran before the king | U |
Like some wild spectre fleeting through the storm | C |
What time Jezreel s walls were smitten hard | V |
By fourfold wind and rain twas he who slew | W |
The liars at the altars of the gods | X |
And at the very threshold of a throne | Y |
Heaped curses on its impious lord twas he | L |
Jehovah raised to grapple Sin that stalked | Z |
Arrayed about with kingship and to strike | A2 |
Through gold and purple to the heart of it | B2 |
And therefore Falsehood quaked before his face | C2 |
And Tyranny grew dumb at sight of him | D2 |
And Lust and Murder raged abroad no more | E2 |
But where these were he walked a shining son | F2 |
Of Truth and cleared and sanctified the land | G2 |
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Not always was the dreaded Tishbite stern | H2 |
The scourge of despots when he saw the face | C2 |
Of Love in sorrow by the bed of Death | I2 |
Grew tender as a maid and she who missed | J2 |
A little mouth that used to catch and cling | U |
A small sweet trouble at her yearning breast | K2 |
Yea she of Zarephath who sat and mourned | L2 |
The silence of a birdlike voice that made | M2 |
Her flutter with the joy of motherhood | N2 |
In other days she came to know the heart | O2 |
Of Pity that the rugged prophet had | P2 |
And when he took the soft still child away | Q2 |
And laid it on his bed and in the dark | R2 |
Sent up a pleading voice to Heaven and drew | W |
The little body to his breast and held | S2 |
It there until the bright young soul returned | T2 |
To earth again the gladdened woman saw | G |
A radiant beauty in Elijah s eyes | M |
And knew the stranger was a man of God | U2 |
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We want a new Elijah in these days | V2 |
A mighty spirit clad in shining arms | W2 |
Of Truth yea one whose lifted voice would break | T |
Like thunder on our modern Apathy | L |
And shake the fanes of Falsehood from their domes | N |
Down to the firm foundations one whose words | X2 |
Directly coming from a source divine | Y2 |
Would fall like flame where Vice holds festival | Z2 |
And search the inmost heart of nations one | F2 |
Made godlike with that scholarship supreme | A3 |
Which comes of suffering one with eyes to see | L |
The very core of things with hands to grasp | B3 |
High opportunities and use them for | E2 |
His glorious mission one whose face inspired | C3 |
Would wear a terror for the lying soul | D3 |
But seem a glory in the sight of those | E3 |
Who make the light and sweetness of the world | F3 |
And are the high priests of the Beautiful | Z2 |
Yea one like this we want amongst us now | G3 |
To drive away the evil fogs that choke | H3 |
Our social atmosphere and leave it clear | I3 |
And pure and hallowed with authentic light | J3 |
Henry Kendall
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