The Watches Of The Night Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABBBA AAAAAAAA AAAAACAA AAADEFAO the waiting in the watches of the night | A |
In the darkness desolation and contrition and affright | A |
The awful hush that holds us shut away from all delight | A |
The ever weary memory that ever weary goes | B |
Recounting ever over every aching loss it knows | B |
The ever weary eyelids gasping ever for repose | B |
In the dreary weary watches of the night | A |
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Dark stifling dark the watches of the night | A |
With tingling nerves at tension how the blackness flashes white | A |
With spectral visitations smitten past the inner sight | A |
What shuddering sense of wrongs we've wrought | A |
that may not be redressed | A |
Of tears we did not brush away of lips we left unpressed | A |
And hands that we let fall with all their loyalty unguessed | A |
Ah the empty empty watches of the night | A |
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What solace in the watches of the night | A |
What frailest staff of hope to stay what faintest shaft of light | A |
Do we dream and dare believe it that by never weight of right | A |
Of our own poor weak deservings we shall win the dawn at last | A |
Our famished souls find freedom from this penance for the past | A |
In a faith that leaps and lightens from the gloom | C |
that flees aghast | A |
Shall we survive the watches of the night | A |
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One leads us through the watches of the night | A |
By the ceaseless intercession of our loved ones lost to sight | A |
He is with us through all trials in His mercy and His might | A |
With our mothers there about Him all our sorrow disappears | D |
Till the silence of our sobbing is the prayer the Master hears | E |
And His hand is laid upon us with the tenderness of tears | F |
In the waning of the watches of the night | A |
James Whitcomb Riley
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