Mater Tenebrarum Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDDEFE AAGHH IIJJ KKAALL MMNNOO| In the endless nights from my bed where sleepless in anguish I lie | A |
| I startle the stillness and gloom with a bitter and strong cry | A |
| Love Beloved long lost come down from thy Heaven above | B |
| For my heart is wasting and dying in uttermost famine for love | B |
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| Come down for a moment oh come Come serious and mild | C |
| And pale as thou wert on this earth thou adorable Child | C |
| Or come as thou art with thy sanctitude triumph and bliss | D |
| For a garment of glory about thee and give me one kiss | D |
| One tender and pitying look of thy tenderest eyes | E |
| One word of solemn assurance and truth that | F |
| the soul with its love never dies | E |
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| In the endless nights from my bed where sleepless in frenzy I lie | A |
| I cleave through the crushing gloom with a bitter and deadly cry | A |
| Oh where have they taken my Love from our Eden | G |
| of bliss on this earth | H |
| Which now is a frozen waste of sepulchral and horrible dearth | H |
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| Have they killed her indeed Is her soul as her body which long | I |
| Has moldered away in the dust where the foul worms throng | I |
| O'er what abhorrent Lethes to what remotest star | J |
| Is she rapt away from my pursuit through cycles and systems far | J |
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| She is dead she is utterly dead for her life would hear and speed | K |
| To the wild imploring cry of my heart that cries in its dreadful need | K |
| In the endless nights on my bed where sleeplessly brooding I lie | A |
| I burden the heavy gloom with a bitter an weary sigh | A |
| No hope in this worn out world no hope beyond the tomb | L |
| No living and loving God but blind and stony Doom | L |
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| Anguish and grief and sin terror disease and despair | M |
| Why throw not off this life this garment of torture I wear | M |
| And go down to sleep in the grave in everlasting rest | N |
| What keeps me yet in this life what spark in my frozen breast | N |
| A fire of dread 'a light of hope kindled Love by thee | O |
| For thy pure and gentle and beautiful soul it must immortal be | O |
James Thomson
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