Peace Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDDCDBBEEFFBBBEBBDD EGEGHHHIJJIKKILMMNDD OOD A B PQQPQRBBRRRRSRSBBRRR BTB TUURRUVVVRRRRHHBBRRW W| I | A |
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| IN EXCELSIS | B |
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| Two dwellings Peace are thine | C |
| One is the mountain height | D |
| Uplifted in the loneliness of light | D |
| Beyond the realm of shadows fine | C |
| And far and clear where advent of the night | D |
| Means only glorious nearness of the stars | B |
| And dawn unhindered breaks above the bars | B |
| That long the lower world in twilight keep | E |
| Thou sleepest not and hast no need of sleep | E |
| For all thy cares and fears have dropped away | F |
| The night's fatigue the fever fret of day | F |
| Are far below thee and earth's weary wars | B |
| In vain expense of passion pass | B |
| Before thy sight like visions in a glass | B |
| Or like the wrinkles of the storm that creep | E |
| Across the sea and leave no trace | B |
| Of trouble on that immemorial face | B |
| So brief appear the conflicts and so slight | D |
| The wounds men give the things for which they fight | D |
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| Here hangs a fortress on the distant steep | E |
| A lichen clinging to the rock | G |
| There sails a fleet upon the deep | E |
| A wandering flock | G |
| Of snow winged gulls and yonder in the plain | H |
| A marble palace shines a grain | H |
| Of mica glittering in the rain | H |
| Beneath thy feet the clouds are rolled | I |
| By voiceless winds and far between | J |
| The rolling clouds new shores and peaks are seen | J |
| In shimmering robes of green and gold | I |
| And faint aerial hue | K |
| That silent fades into the silent blue | K |
| Thou from thy mountain hold | I |
| All day in tranquil wisdom looking down | L |
| On distant scenes of human toil and strife | M |
| All night with eyes aware of loftier life | M |
| Uplooking to the sky where stars are sown | N |
| Dost watch the everlasting fields grow white | D |
| Unto the harvest of the sons of light | D |
| And welcome to thy dwelling place sublime | O |
| The few strong souls that dare to climb | O |
| The slippery crags and find thee on the height | D |
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| II | A |
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| DE PROFUNDIS | B |
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| But in the depth thou hast another home | P |
| For hearts less daring or more frail | Q |
| Thou dwellest also in the shadowy vale | Q |
| And pilgrim souls that roam | P |
| With weary feet o'er hill and dale | Q |
| Bearing the burden and the heat | R |
| Of toilful days | B |
| Turn from the dusty ways | B |
| To find thee in thy green and still retreat | R |
| Here is no vision wide outspread | R |
| Before the lonely and exalted seat | R |
| Of all embracing knowledge Here instead | R |
| A little garden and a sheltered nook | S |
| With outlooks brief and sweet | R |
| Across the meadows and along the brook | S |
| A little stream that little knows | B |
| Of the great sea towards which it gladly flows | B |
| A little field that bears a little wheat | R |
| To make a portion of earth's daily bread | R |
| The vast cloud armies overhead | R |
| Are marshalled and the wild wind blows | B |
| Its trumpet but thou canst not tell | T |
| Whence the storm comes nor where it goes | B |
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| Nor dost thou greatly care since all is well | T |
| Thy daily task is done | U |
| And though a lowly one | U |
| Thou gavest it of thy best | R |
| And art content to rest | R |
| In patience till its slow reward is won | U |
| Not far thou lookest but thy sight is clear | V |
| Not much thou knowest but thy faith is dear | V |
| For life is love and love is always near | V |
| Here friendship lights the fire and every heart | R |
| Sure of itself and sure of all the rest | R |
| Dares to be true and gladly takes its part | R |
| In open converse bringing forth its best | R |
| Here is Sweet music melting every chain | H |
| Of lassitude and pain | H |
| And here at last is sleep the gift of gifts | B |
| The tender nurse who lifts | B |
| The soul grown weary of the waking world | R |
| And lays it with its thoughts all furled | R |
| Its fears forgotten and its passions still | W |
| On the deep bosom of the Eternal Will | W |
Henry Van Dyke
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