The Mother Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFGHIHIJJKK LLGGMM KKNNKK OPQRDD SSTTUU VVWXYZA2B2| As Peace on earth the glad world sings one glorious Christmas morn | A |
| Peace peace on earth Good will to men Peace peace the Christ is born | A |
| As through the courts the wondrous courts of heaven hosannas ring | B |
| As harpers strike their harps of gold and Glory Glory sing | B |
| Upon the City's threshold fair | C |
| A woman steps and lingers there | C |
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| The eyes she turns on Peter's face with unshed tears are dim | D |
| Tell Christ she says a mother waits who fain would speak with Him | D |
| Through all the music far above the highest grandest note | E |
| Of triumph and of joy and praise her soft voice seems to float | E |
| And hearing it straight from His throne | F |
| Comes down to her the Kingly One | G |
| With shining face and eyes that hold | H |
| Such wealth of love and peace | I |
| She feels her trembling heart grow bold | H |
| Her doubt and grieving cease | I |
| Dear Lord she cries and lowly kneels I have a prayer to make | J |
| O do Thou hear and answer it for Thine own mercy's sake | J |
| Since heaven will not seem fair to me | K |
| If one dear face I may not see | K |
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| Dear Christ a mother's love is great | L |
| To shield to guide to watch to wait | L |
| The last kiss that I gave on earth was to my wayward son | G |
| Whose soul though deeply stain d by sin may yet by love be won | G |
| To penitence to higher walk to purer holier way | M |
| O wilt Thou let me to go to him and guard him night and day | M |
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| Thou wert a babe in Bethlehem a mother guarded Thee | K |
| I pray Thee now for her dear sake to hearken unto me | K |
| Remember how she held Thee close and crooned Thee sweet and low | N |
| The lullabies that mothers sang long centuries ago | N |
| And bared her snowy breast to Thee | K |
| And stroked Thy forehead tenderly | K |
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| And kissed Thee oft and told herself again and yet again | O |
| To hold Thee thus one hour outweighed the travail and the pain | P |
| Dear Christ this city is most fair its glories thrill and move | Q |
| O doth it grieve Thee that my heart cleaves to an earthly love | R |
| That on mine eyes heaven's beauties dim | D |
| Because my heart is back with him | D |
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| With him the wandering son of mine the wayward one whose need | S |
| Of patient love and guiding hand is very great indeed | S |
| Think not I love Thee not dear Lord nor long for heaven's rest | T |
| 'Tis only that the mother heart throbs fiercely in my breast | T |
| On this glad morning of Thy birth | U |
| O grant me leave to visit earth | U |
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| Lo on her head she feels the touch of tender wounded hand | V |
| Fear not she hears a love like thine the Christ can understand | V |
| No mother prays in vain to Me on this day of the year | W |
| For when the faltering words she speaks fall on My waiting ear | X |
| I do remember that My cheek | Y |
| Lay on a bosom warm | Z |
| I do remember Bethlehem | A2 |
| And Mary's cradling arm | B2 |
Jean Blewett
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