In Memory Of John Fairfax Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABCCCBDDDBEEEB FFFBGGGB FFFBHHHB IIIBFFFB JJJBKLKB FFFBFFFB FFFBMMNB| Because this man fulfilled his days | A |
| Like one who walks with steadfast gaze | A |
| Averted from forbidden ways | A |
| With lures of fair false flowerage deep | B |
| Behold the Lord whose throne is dim | C |
| With fires of flaming seraphim | C |
| The Christ that suffered sent for him | C |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
| Think not that souls whose deeds august | D |
| Put sin to shame and make men just | D |
| Become at last the helpless dust | D |
| That wintering winds through waste lands sweep | B |
| The higher life within us cries | E |
| Like some fine spirit from the skies | E |
| The Father s blessing on us lies | E |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
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| Not human sleep the fitful rest | F |
| With evil shapes of dreams distressed | F |
| But perfect quiet unexpressed | F |
| By any worldly word we keep | B |
| The dim Hereafter framed in creeds | G |
| May not be this but He who reads | G |
| Our lives sets flowers on wayside weeds | G |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
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| Be sure this hero who has passed | F |
| The human space the outer vast | F |
| Who worked in harness to the last | F |
| Doth now a hallowed harvest reap | B |
| Love sees his grave nor turns away | H |
| The eyes of faith are like the day | H |
| And grief has not a word to say | H |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
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| That fair rare spirit Honour throws | I |
| A light which puts to shame the rose | I |
| Across his grave because she knows | I |
| The son whose ashes it doth keep | B |
| And like far music this is heard | F |
| Behold the man who never stirred | F |
| By word of his an angry word | F |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
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| He earned his place Within his hands | J |
| The power which counsels and commands | J |
| And shapes the social life of lands | J |
| Became a blessing pure and deep | B |
| Through thirty years of turbulence | K |
| Our thoughts were sweetened with a sense | L |
| Of his benignant influence | K |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
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| No splendid talents which excite | F |
| Like music songs or floods of light | F |
| Were his but rather all those bright | F |
| Calm qualities of soul which reap | B |
| A mute but certain fine respect | F |
| Not only from a source elect | F |
| But from the hearts of every sect | F |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
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| He giveth His beloved rest | F |
| The faithful soul that onward pressed | F |
| Unswerving from Life s east to west | F |
| By paths austere and passes steep | B |
| Is past all toil and over Death | M |
| With reverent hands and prayerful breath | M |
| I plant this flower alive with faith | N |
| He giveth His beloved sleep | B |
Henry Kendall
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