A Hymn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


These as they change Almighty Father theseA
Are but the varied God The rolling yearB
Is full of thee Forth in the pleasing SpringC
Thy beauty walks Thy tenderness and loveD
Wide flush the fields the softening air is balmE
Echo the mountains round the forest smilesF
And every sense and every heart is joyG
Then comes Thy glory in the summer monthsH
With light and heart refulgent Then Thy sunI
Shoots full perfection thro' the swelling yearB
And of Thy voice in dreadful thunder speaksJ
And oft at dawn deep noon or falling eveK
By brooks and groves in hollow whisp'ring galesL
Thy bounty shines in autumn unconfin'dM
And spreads a common feast for all that livesN
In Winter awful Thou with clouds and stormsO
Around Thee thrown tempest o'er tempest roll'dP
Majestic darkness on the whirlwind's wingC
Riding sublime Thou bidst the world adoreQ
And humblest Nature with Thy northern blastR
Mysterious round what skill what force divineS
Deep felt in these appear a simple trainT
Yet so delightful mix'd with such kind artU
Such beauty and beneficence combin'dM
Shade unperceiv'd so soft'ning into shadeV
And all so forming an harmonious wholeW
That they still succeed they ravish stillX
But wand'ring oft with brute unconscious gazeY
Man marks not Thee marks not the mighty handZ
That ever busy wheels the silent spheresA2
Works in the secret deep shoots steaming thenceB2
The fair profusion that o'erspreads the springC
Flings from the sun direct the flaming dayC2
Feeds every creature hurls the tempest forthD2
And as on earth this grateful change revolvesE2
With transport touches all the springs of lifeF2
Nature attend join every living soulW
Beneath the spacious temple of the skyG2
In adoration join and ardent raiseY
One general song To Him ye vocal galesL
Breathe soft whose Spirit in your freshness breathesH2
Oh talk of Him in solitary gloomsH2
Where o'er the rock the scarcely waving pineS
Fills the brown shade with a religious aweI2
And ye whose bolder note is heard afarJ2
Who shake the astonished world lift high to heavenI
The impetuous song and say from whom you rageK2
His praise ye brooks attune ye trembling rillsH2
And let me catch it as I muse alongL2
Ye headlong torrents rapid and profoundM2
Ye softer floods that lead the humid mazeH2
Along the vale and thou majestic mainT
A secret world of wonders in thyselfF2
Sound His stupendous praise whose greater voiceH2
Or bids you roar or bids your roarings fallN2
Soft roll your incense herbs and fruits and flowersH2
In mingled clouds to Him whose sun exaltsH2
Whose breath perfumes you and whose pencil paintsH2
Ye forests bend ye harvests wave to HimO2
Breathe your still song into the reaper's heartU
As home he goes beneath the joyous moonP2
Ye that keep watch in heaven as earth asleepQ2
Unconcious lies effuse your mildest beamsH2
Ye constellations while your angels strikeR2
Amid the spangled sky the silver lyreS2
Great source of day best image here belowT2
Of thy Creator ever pouring wideU2
From world to world the vital ocean roundM2
On Nature write with every beam His praiseH2
The thunder rolls be hushed the prostrate worldV2
While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymnO2
Bleat out afresh ye hills ye mossy rocksH2
Retain the sound the broad responsive lowT2
Ye valleys raise for the Great Shepherd reignsH2
And His unsuffering kingdom yet will comeW2
Ye woodlands all awake a boundless songL2
Burst from the groves and when the restless dayC2
Expiring lays the warbling world asleepQ2
Sweetest of birds sweet Philomela charmX2
The listening shades and teach the night His praiseH2
Ye chief for whom the whole creation smilesH2
At once the head the heart and tongue of allN2
Crown the great hymn in swarming cities vastR
Assembled men to the deep organ joinY2
The long resounding voice oft breaking clearB
At solemn pauses through the swelling baseH2
And as each mingling flame increases eachZ2
In one united ardour rise to heavenI
Or if you rather choose the rural shadeV
And find a fane in every sacred groveF2
There let the shepherd's flute the virgin's layC2
The prompting seraph and the poet's lyreS2
Still sing the God of Seasons as they rollW
For me when I forget the darling themeA3
Whether the blossom blows the Summer rayC2
Russets the plain inspiring Autumn gleamsH2
Or Winter rises in the blackening eastB3
Be my tongue mute my fancy paint no moreQ
And dead to joy forget my heart to beatC3
Should fate command me to the farthest vergeD3
Of the green earth to distant barb'rous climesH2
Rivers unknown to song where first the sunI
Gilds Indian mountains or his setting beamA3
Falmes on th' Atlantic isles 'tis nought to meE3
Since God is ever present ever feltF3
In the void waste as in the city fullG3
And where He vital breathes there must be joyG
When ev'n at last the solemn hour shall comeW2
And wing my mystic flight to future worldsH2
I cheerful will obey there with new pow'rsH2
Will rising wonders sing I cannot goT2
Where Universal Love not smiles aroundM2
Sustaining all yon orbs and all their sunsH2
From seeming evil still educing goodH3
And better thence again and better stillX
In infinite progression But I loseH2
Myself in Him in light ineffableI3
Come then expressive silence muse His praiseH2

James Thomson


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