God's-acre Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG HIHI JKJL

I like that ancient Saxon phrase which callsA
The burial ground God's Acre It is justB
It consecrates each grave within its wallsA
And breathes a benison o'er the sleeping dustB
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God's Acre Yes that blessed name impartsC
Comfort to those who in the grave have sownD
The seed that they had garnered in their heartsC
Their bread of life alas no more their ownD
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Into its furrows shall we all be castE
In the sure faith that we shall rise againF
At the great harvest when the archangel's blastE
Shall winnow like a fan the chaff and grainG
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Then shall the good stand in immortal bloomH
In the fair gardens of that second birthI
And each bright blossom mingle its perfumeH
With that of flowers which never bloomed on earthI
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With thy rude ploughahare Death turn up the sodJ
And spread the furrow for the seed we sowK
This is the field and Acre of our GodJ
This is the place where human harvests growL

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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