The World In The Heart Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGG HHIIJJKLDMNNKL KKOOEEPP QQRRSSTTUUDDVV WWX VVOOYYZZWA2KKB2B2 C2C2D2D2ZZXXZZE2E2F2 F2ZZZZZZZZKK G2G2OOH2H2I2I2SS DMJJEE ZZJ2J2K2K2L2L2J2J2 XXM2M2N2N2VVO2O2E2E2 ZZP2P2KK Q2Q2R2R2ZZS2S2ZZT2T2 ZZU2U2N2N2ZZV2V2ZPPK KKKZZR2 OOEEE2E2XX OON2PBUT if the foe no more without presides | A |
There is an inner chamber where it hides | A |
In that strong hold prepares its last defence | B |
And none but heavenly arms can drive it thence | B |
This is the Christian's conflict he alone | C |
Pursues its flight to that interior throne | C |
This is the test that makes his title clear | D |
For only they approve their aim sincere | D |
Who seek the flattering world to dispossess | E |
Where none but God and conscience have access | E |
All modes by man devised to purchase bliss | F |
Full well he knows are cheaper far than this | F |
Hence the attempt with penance pain and loss | G |
And prayers and alms to frame a lighter cross | G |
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To travel barefoot to some hallowed shrine | H |
If this would do how soon should Heaven be mine | H |
To walk with God resigning every weight | I |
To run with patience up to Zion's gate | I |
To hold affections fixt on things above | J |
To value heavenly more than earthly love | J |
To dread the frown of God's discerning eye | K |
More than the world's opprobrious calumny | L |
To keep faith's prospects prominent and clear | D |
To seek not rest nor wish to find it here | M |
Is harder work too hard for arms like ours | N |
Opposed by principalities and powers | N |
Had He not covenanted to supply | K |
Helmet and shield from Heaven's armory | L |
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A ceaseless round of mummery to fulfil | K |
Leaves the world's empire unmolested still | K |
Nor more effective every outward way | O |
By which we seek to disavow its sway | O |
The downcast look grave habit slow address | E |
Are vain attempts to make the labour less | E |
There is an inward army to pursue | P |
A mere external conflict will not do | P |
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They who sincerely bid the world depart | Q |
Not only from the house but from the heart | Q |
Retreating wisely where its torrent roars | R |
And anxious still to shut it out of doors | R |
Contract their wishes to the sober size | S |
Of fire side comfort and domestic ties | S |
Yet they should deem the battle but begun | T |
Nor think at such light cost the victory won | T |
Whatever passes as a cloud between | U |
The mental eye of faith and things unseen | U |
Causing that better world to disappear | D |
Or seem unlovely and the present dear | D |
That is our world our idol though it bear | V |
Affection's impress or devotion's air | V |
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They who the quiet walks of life may choose | W |
Partly for Heaven's sake partly for the muse | W |
Whose taste had led them from the giddy train | X |
Even if conscience did not say 'refrain ' | - |
Though wise and good the choice had need beware | V |
They shun an obvious for a hidden snare | V |
The fair bright paths of wit and learning may | O |
Lead off directly from the narrow way | O |
The pride of intellect the conscious height | Y |
The soul attains to in her mental flight | Y |
At length may cause a less exalted seat | Z |
To seem too lowly at the Saviour's feet | Z |
Music the pencil nature books the muse | W |
Have charms and Heaven designed them for our use | A2 |
Yet who that knows and loves them but could tell | K |
The world disguised in all in each may dwell | K |
With charm as fatal with a spell as strong | B2 |
As that which circles pleasure's vacant throng | B2 |
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'Tis true and therefore some pronounce in haste | C2 |
Urged less by conscience than by want of taste | C2 |
A sweeping censure on the cultured mind | D2 |
And safety hope in ignorance to find | D2 |
Alas they know not how the world can cheat | Z |
Or rather know not their own heart's deceit | Z |
The ground that lies uncultured and unsown | X |
With rampant weeds is quickly overgrown | X |
And they who leave the mental field undrest | Z |
Deeming all knowledge useless but the best | Z |
And give those hours that duty freely spares | E2 |
Not to superior but to vulgar cares | E2 |
Will find these lead from heavenly converse back | F2 |
Not less than those and by a meaner track | F2 |
'Twas by no mental feast no studious thought | Z |
Her soul was cumbered and her Lord forgot | Z |
Who lost the unction of His gracious word | Z |
Which waiting at His feet another heard | Z |
Those toils engrossed her that may hold the heart | Z |
In closest bondage from the better part | Z |
And though that board was spread for such a guest | Z |
As none may now bid welcome to a feast | Z |
Her guest her Lord reproved her as He will | K |
The busy Marthas serving cumbered still | K |
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Ask the good housewife mid her bustling maids | G2 |
If ne'er the world her humbler sphere invades | G2 |
But if unconscious of its secret sway | O |
She own it not her eager looks betray | O |
Yes there you find it spite of locks and bars | H2 |
Hid in the store room with her jams and jars | H2 |
It gilds her china in her cupboard shines | I2 |
Works at the vent peg of her home made wines | I2 |
Each varied dainty to her board supplies | S |
And comes up smoking in her Christmas pies | S |
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The charms of mental converse some may fear | D |
Who scruple not to lend a ready ear | M |
To kitchen tales of scandal strife and love | J |
Which make the maid and mistress hand and glove | J |
And ever deem the sin and danger less | E |
Merely for being in a vulgar dress | E |
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Thus the world haunts in forms of varied kind | Z |
The intellectual and the groveling mind | Z |
Now sparkling in the muse's fair attire | J2 |
Now red and greasy at the kitchen fire | J2 |
And were you called to give a casting voice | K2 |
One to select from such a meagre choice | K2 |
Deciding which life's purpose most mistook | L2 |
Would you not say the worldly minded cook | L2 |
Not intellectual vanity to flatter | J2 |
Simply that mind precedence claims of matter | J2 |
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And she whose nobler course is seen to shine | X |
At once with human knowledge and divine | X |
Who mental culture and domestic rites | M2 |
In close and graceful amity unites | M2 |
Striving to hold them in their proper place | N2 |
Not interfering with her heavenly race | N2 |
Whose constant aim it is and fervent prayer | V |
On earthly ground to breathe celestial air | V |
Still she could witness how the world betrays | O2 |
Steals softly in by unsuspected ways | O2 |
Her yielding soul from heavenly converse bears | E2 |
And holds her captive in its silken snares | E2 |
Could she not tell the trifles that are brought | Z |
To rival Heaven and drive it from her thought | Z |
Her heart unconscious of the flowery trap | P2 |
Caught in the sprigs upon a baby's cap | P2 |
Thence disengaged its freedom boasts awhile | K |
Till taken captive by the baby's smile | K |
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But oh how mournful when resistance fails | Q2 |
The conflict slackens and the foe prevails | Q2 |
For instance yonder matron who appears | R2 |
Softly descending in the vale of years | R2 |
And yet with health and constant care bestowed | Z |
Still comely embonpoint and la mode | Z |
Once in her youthful days her heart was warm | S2 |
At least her feelings wore devotion's form | S2 |
And ever since to quell the rising doubt | Z |
She makes that grain of godliness eke out | Z |
With comfort still the distant day she sees | T2 |
When grief or terror brought her to her knees | T2 |
When Christian friends rejoiced at what she told | Z |
And bade her welcome to the church's fold | Z |
There still she rests her words her forms the same | U2 |
There holds profession's lamp without the flame | U2 |
Her Sabbaths come and go with even pace | N2 |
Year after year you find her in her place | N2 |
And still no change apparent saving that | Z |
Of time and fashion in her face and hat | Z |
She stands or kneels as usual hears and sings | V2 |
Goes home and dines and talks of other things | V2 |
Enjoys her comforts with as strong a go t | Z |
As if they were not fading from her view | P |
And still is telling what she means to do | P |
Talks of events that happen to befall | K |
Not like a stranger passing from it all | K |
But eager anxious in their issue still | K |
Hoping this will not be or that it will | K |
Getting enjoying all that can be had | Z |
Amused with trifles and at trifles sad | Z |
While hope still whispers in her willing ears | R2 |
'Soul thou hast goods laid up for many years ' | - |
A few brief words her character portray | O |
This world contents her if she might but stay | O |
When true and fervent pilgrims round her press | E |
She inly wishes that their zeal were less | E |
Their works of love their spirit faith and prayers | E2 |
Their calm indifference to the world's affairs | E2 |
Reproach her deadhess and she fain for one | X |
Would call their zeal and ardour overdone | X |
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But what her thought is what her hope and stay | O |
In moments of reflection who shall say | O |
Time does not slacken nay he speeds his pace | N2 |
Bearing her onward to | P |
Jane Taylor
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