The Maid-martyr Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Only you'd have me speak	A
Whether to speak	A
Or whether to be silent is all one	B
Whether to sleep and in my dreaming front	C
Her small scared face forlorn whether to wake	D
And muse upon her small soft feet that paced	E
The hated hard inhospitable stone	F
I say all's one But you would have me speak	A
And change one sorrow for the other Ay	G
Right reverend father comfortable father	H
Old long in thrall and wearied of the cell	I
So will I here here staring through the grate	J
Whence sheer beneath us lying the little town	K
Her street appears a riband up the rise	L
Where 't is right steep for carts behold two ruts	M
Worn in the flat smooth stone	F
That side I stood	N
My head was down At first I did but see	O
Her coming feet they gleamed through my hot tears	P
As she walked barefoot up yon short steep hill	Q
Then I dared all gazed on her face the maid	R
Martyr and utterly utterly broke my heart	S
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Her face O it was wonderful to me	O
There was not in it what I look'd for no	T
I never saw a maid go to her death	U
How should I dream that face and the dumb soul	V
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Her arms and head were bare seemly she walked	W
All in her smock so modest as she might	X
Upon her shoulders hung a painted cape	Y
For horrible adornment flames of fire	H
Portrayed upon it and mocking demon heads	Z
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Her eyes she did not see me opened wide	A2
Blue black gazed right before her yet they marked	B2
Nothing and her two hands uplift as praying	C2
She yet prayed not wept not sighed not O father	H
She was past that soft tender hunted thing	C2
But as it seemed confused from time to time	D2
She would half turn her or to left or right	X
To follow other streets doubting her way	G
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Then their base pikes they basely thrust at her	H
And like one dazed obedient to her guides	E2
She came I knew not if 't was present to her	H
That death was her near goal she was so lost	F2
And set apart from any power to think	G2
But her mouth pouted as one brooding father	H
Over a lifetime of forlorn fear No	T
Scarce was it fear so looks a timid child	H2
Not more affrighted ah but not so pale	I2
That has been scolded or has lost its way	G
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Mother and father father and mother kind	J2
She was alone where were you hidden Alone	F
And I that loved her more or feared death less	K2
Rushed to her side but quickly was flung back	L2
And cast behind o' the pikemen following her	H
Into a yelling and a cursing crowd	M2
That bristled thick with monks and hooded friars	N2
Moreover women with their cheeks ablaze	O2
Who swarm d after up the narrowing street	P2
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Pitiful heaven I knew she did not hear	Q2
In that last hour the cursing nor the foul	R2
Words she had never heard like words sweet soul	V
In her life blameless even at that pass	S2
That dreadful pass I felt it had been worse	T2
Though nought I longed for as for death to know	T
She did She saw not 'neath their hoods those eyes	L
Soft glittering with a lust for cruelty	O
Secret delight that so great cruelty	O
All in the sacred name of Holy Church	U2
Their meed to look on it should be anon	T
Speak O I tell you this thing passeth word	V2
From roofs and oriels high women looked down	T
Men maidens children and a fierce white sun	T
Smote blinding splinters from all spears aslant	V2
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Lo next a stand so please you certain priests	W2
May God forgive men sinning at their ease	X2
Whose duty 't was to look upon this thing	C2
Being mindful of thick pungent smoke to come	Y2
Had caused a stand to rise hard by the stake	D
Upon its windward side	V2
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My life my love	Z2
She utter'd one sharp cry of mortal dread	V2
While they did chain her This thing passeth words	A3
Albeit told out for ever in my soul	V
As the torch touched thick volumes of black reek	A
Rolled out and raised the wind and instantly	O
Long films of flaxen hair floated aloft	V2
Settled alow in drifts upon the crowd	V2
The vile were merciful heaped high my dear	B3
Thou didst not suffer long O it was soon	T
Soon over and I knew not any more	C3
Till grovelling on the ground beating my head	V2
I heard myself and scarcely knew 't was I	D3
At Holy Church railing with fierce mad words	A3
Crying and craving for a stake for me	O
While fast the folk as ever such a work	E3
Being over fled and shrieked 'A heretic	F3
More heretics yon ashes smoking still '	-
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And up and almost over me came on	T
A robed ecclesiastic with his train	T
I choose the words lest that they do some wrong	G3
Call him a robed ecclesiastic proud	V2
And I lying helpless with my bruised face	H3
Beat on his garnished shoon But he stepped back	L2
Spurned me full roughly with them called the pikes	I3
Delivering orders 'Take the bruised wretch	U2
He raves Fool thou'lt hear more of this anon	T
Bestow him there ' He pointed to a door	C3
With that some threw a cloth upon my face	H3
Because it bled I knew they carried me	O
Within his home and I was satisfied	V2
Willing my death Was it an abbey door	C3
Was 't entrance to a palace or a house	J3
Of priests I say not nor if abbot he	O
Bishop or other dignity enough	K3
That he so spake 'Take in the bruised wretch '	-
And I was borne far up a turret stair	L3
Into a peak d chamber taking form	M3
O' the roof and on a pallet bed they left	V2
Me miserable Yet I knew forsooth	U
Left in my pain that evil things were said	V2
Of that same tower men thence had disappeared	V2
Suspect of heresy had disappeared	V2
Deliver'd up 't was whisper'd tried and burned	V2
So be it methought I would not live not I	D3
But none did question me A beldame old	V2
Kind heedless of my sayings tended me	O
I raved at Holy Church and she was deaf	N3
And at whose tower detained me she was dumb	Y2
So had I food and water rest and calm	O3
Then on the third day I rose up and sat	V2
On the side of my low bed right melancholy	O
All that high force of passion overpast	V2
I sick with dolourous thought and weak through tears	P
Spite of myself came to myself again	T
For I had slept and since I could not die	V2
Looked through the window three parts overgrown	T
With leafage on the loftiest ivy ropes	P3
And saw at foot o' the rise another tower	H
In roof whereof a grating dreary bare	L3
Lifetimes gone by long slow dim desolate	V2
I knew even there had been my lost love's cell	I
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So musing on the man that with his foot	V2
Spurned me the robed ecclesiastic stern	T
'Would he had haled me straight to prison' methought	V2
'So made an end at once '	-
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My sufferings rose	Q3
Like billows closing over beating down	T
Made heavier far because of a stray strange	R3
Sweet hope that mocked me at the last	V2
'T was thus	S3
I came from Oxford secretly the news	T3
Terrible of her danger smiting me	O
She was so young and ever had been bred	V2
With whom 't was made a peril now to name	U3
There had been worship in the night some stole	V
To a mean chapel deep in woods and heard	V2
Preaching and prayed She my betrothed was there	L3
Father and mother mother and father kind	V2
So young so innocent had ye no ruth	U
No fear that ye did bring her to her doom	V3
I know the chiefest Evil One himself	W3
Sanded that floor Their footsteps marking it	V2
Betrayed them How all came to pass let be	O
Parted in hiding some other in thrall	X3
Father and mother mother and father kind	V2
It may be yet ye know not this not all	X3
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I in the daytime lying perdue looked up	Y3
At the castle keep impregnable no foot	V2
How rash so e'er might hope to scale it Night	V2
Descending come I near perplexedness	T3
Contempt of danger to the door o' the keep	Z3
Drawing me There a short stone bench I found	V2
And bitterly weeping sat and leaned my head	V2
Against the hopeless hated massiveness	T3
Of that detested hold A lifting moon	T
Had made encroachment on the dark but deep	Z3
Was shadow where I leaned Within a while	A4
I was aware but saw no shape of one	T
Who stood beside me a dark shadow tall	X3
I cared not disavowal mattered nought	V2
Of grief to one so out of love with life	B4
But after pause I felt a hand let down	T
That rested kindly firmly a man's hand	V2
Upon my shoulder there was cheer in it	V2
And presently a voice clear whispering low	T
With pitifulness that faltered spoke to me	O
Was I it asked true son of Mother Church	U2
Coldly I answer'd 'Ay ' then blessed words	T3
That danced into mine ears more excellent	V2
Music than wedding bells had been were said	V2
With certitude that I might see my maid	V2
My dear one He would give a paper he	O
The man beside me 'Do thy best endeavour	H
Dear youth Thy maiden being a right sweet child	V2
Surely will hearken to thee an she do	V2
And will recant fair faultless heretic	F3
Whose knowledge is but scant of matters high	V2
Which hard men spake on with her hard men forced	V2
From her mouth innocent then shall she come	Y2
Before me have good cheer all may be well	I
But an she will not she must burn no power	H
Not Solomon the Great on 's ivory throne	T
With all his wisdom could find out a way	G
Nor I nor any to save her she must burn	T
Now hast thou till day dawn The Mother of God	V2
Speed thee ' A twisted scroll he gave himself	W3
Knocked at the door behind and he was gone	T
A darker pillar of darkness in the dark	C4
Straightway one opened and I gave the scroll	V
He read then thrust it in his lanthorn flame	U3
Till it was ashes 'Follow' and no more	C3
Whisper'd went up the giddy spiring way	G
I after till we reached the topmost door	C3
Then took a key opened and crying 'Delia	V
Delia my sweetheart I am come I am come '	-
I darted forward and he locked us in	T
Two figures one rose up and ran to me	O
Along the ladder of moonlight on the floor	C3
Fell on my neck Long time we kissed and wept	V2
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But for that other while she stood appeased	V2
For cruel parting past locked in mine arms	T3
I had been glad expecting a good end	V2
The cramped pale fellow prisoner 'Courage' cried	V2
Then Delia lifting her fair face the moon	T
Did show me its incomparable calms	T3
Her effluent thought needed no word of mine	T
It whelmed my soul as in a sea of tears	T3
The warm enchantment leaning on my breast	V2
Breathed as in air remote and I was left	V2
To infinite detachment even with hers	T3
To take cold kisses from the lips of doom	V3
Look in those eyes and disinherit hope	D4
From that high place late won	T
Then murmuring low	V
That other spake of Him on the cross and soft	V2
As broken hearted mourning of the dove	Z2
She 'One deep calleth to another' sighed	V2
'The heart of Christ mourns to my heart Endure	E4
There was a day when to the wilderness	T3
My great forerunner from his thrall sent forth	U
Sad messengers demanding Art thou He	O
Think'st thou I knew no pang in that strange hour	H
How could I hold the power and want the will	V
Or want the love That pang was his and mine	T
He said not Save me an thou be the Son	T
But only Art thou He In my great way	G
It was not writ legions of Angels mine	T
There was one Angel one ordain'd to unlock	F4
At my behest the doomed deadly door	C3
I could not tell him tell not thee why Lord	V2
We know not why but would not have Thee grieve	G4
Think not so deeply on 't make us endure	E4
For thy blest sake hearing thy sweet voice mourn	T
I will go forth thy desolations meet	V2
And with my desolations solace them	H4
I will not break thy bonds but I am bound	V2
With thee '	-
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I feared That speech deep furrows cut	V2
In my afflicted soul I whisper'd low	V
'Thou wilt not heed her words my golden girl '	-
But Delia said not ought only her hand	V2
Laid on my cheek and on the other leaned	V2
Her own O there was comfort father	H
In love and nearness e'en at the crack of doom	V3
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Then spake I and that other said no more	C3
For I appealed to God and to his Christ	V2
Unto the strait barred window led my dear	B3
No table bed nor plenishing no place	T3
They had for rest maugre two narrow chairs	T3
By day by night they sat thereon upright	V2
One drew I to the opening on it set	V2
My Delia kneeled upon its arm laid mine	T
And prayed to God and prayed of her	H
Father	H
If you should ask e'en now 'And art thou glad	V2
Of what befell ' I could not say it father	H
I should be glad therefore God make me glad	V2
Since we shall die to morrow	V
Think not sin	T
O holy harmless reverend man to fear	B3
'T will be soon over Now I know thou fear'st	V2
Also for me lest I be lost but aye	V2
Strong comfortable hope doth wrap me round	V2
A token of acceptance I am cast	V2
From Holy Church and not received of thine	T
But the great Advocate who knoweth all	V
He whispers with me	O
O my Delia wept	V2
When I did plead 'I have much feared to die '	-
Answering The moonlight on her blue black eyes	T3
Fell shining tears upon their lashes hung	I4
Fair showed the dimple that I loved so young	I4
So very young 'But they did question me	O
Straitly and make me many times to swear	L3
To swear of all alas that I believed	V2
Truly unless my soul I would have bound	V2
With false oaths difficult innumerous strong	G3
Way was not left me to get free	O
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But now '	-
Said she I am happy I have seen the place	T3
Where I am going	C2
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I will tell it you	V2
Love Hubert Do not weep they said to me	O
That you would come and it would not be long	G3
Thus was it being sad and full of fear	B3
I was crying in the night and prayed to God	V2
And said I have not learned high things and said	V2
To the Saviour Do not be displeased with me	O
I am not crying to get back and dwell	V
With my good mother and my father fond	V2
Nor even with my love Hubert my love	Z2
Hubert but I am crying because I fear	B3
Mine answers were not rightly given so hard	V2
Those questions If I did not understand	V2
Wilt thou forgive me And the moon went down	T
While I did pray and looking on the floor	C3
Behold a little diamond lying there	L3
So small it might have dropped from out a ring	C2
I could but look The diamond waxed it grew	V2
It was a diamond yet and shot out rays	T3
And in the midst of it a rose red point	V2
It waxed till I might see the rose red point	V2
Was a little Angel 'mid those oval rays	T3
With a face sweet as the first kiss O love	Z2
You gave me and it meant that self same thing	C2
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Now was it tall as I among the rays	T3
Standing I touched not Through the window drawn	T
This barred and narrow window but I know	V
Nothing of how we passed and seemed to walk	J4
Upon the air till on the roof we sat	V2
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It spoke The sweet mouth did not move but all	V
The Angel spoke in strange words full and old	V2
It was my Angel sent to comfort me	O
With a message and the message I might come	Y2
And myself see if He forgave me Then	T
Deliver'd he admonition Afterwards	T3
I must return and die But I being dazed	V2
Confused with love and joy that He so far	K4
Did condescend Ay Eminence replied	V2
Is the way great I knew not what I said	V2
The Angel then I know not far nor near	B3
But all the stars of God this side it shine	T
And I forgetful wholly for this thing	C2
My soul did pant in a rapture and a pain	T
So great as they would melt it quite away	G
To a vanishing like mist when sultry rays	T3
Shot from the daystar reckon with it I	V2
Said in my simpleness But is there time	D2
For in three days I am to burn and O	V
I would fain see that he forgiveth first	V2
Pray you make haste I know not haste he said	V2
I was not fashioned to be thrall of time	D2
What is it And I marvelled saw outlying	C2
Shaped like a shield and of dimensions like	L4
An oval in the sky beyond all stars	T3
And trembled with foreknowledge We were bound	V2
To that same golden holy hollow I	V2
Misdoubted how to go but we were gone	T
I set off wingless walking empty air	L3
Beside him In a moment we were caught	V2
Among thick swarms of lost ones evil fell	V
Of might only a little less than gods	T3
And strong enough to tear the earth to shreds	T3
Set shoulders to the sun and rend it out	V2
O' its place Their wings did brush across my face	T3
Yet felt I nought the place was vaster far	K4
Than all this wholesome pastoral windy world	V2
Through it we spinning pierced to its far brink	G2
Saw menacing frowns and we were forth again	T
Time has no instant for the reckoning ought	V2
So sudden 't was as if a lightning flash	U2
Threw us within it and a swifter flash	U2
We riding harmless down its swordlike edge	M4
Shot us fast forth to empty nothingness	T3
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All my soul trembled and my body it seemed	V2
Pleaded than such a sight rather to faint	V2
To the last silence and the eery grave	N4
Inhabit and the slow solemnities	T3
Of dying faced content me with my shroud	V2
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And yet was lying athwart the morning star	K4
That shone in front that holy hollow yet	V2
It loomed as hung atilt towards the world	V2
That in her time of sleep appeared to look	O4
Up to it into it	V2
We though I wept	V2
Fearing and longing knowing not how to go	V
My heart gone first both mine eyes dedicate	V2
To its all hallowed sweet desir d gold	V2
We on the empty limitless abyss	T3
Walked slowly It was far	K4
And I feared much	U2
For lo when I looked down deep under me	O
The little earth was such a little thing	C2
How in the vasty dark find her again	T
The crescent moon a moor d boat hard by	V2
Did wait on her and touch her ragged rims	T3
With a small gift of silver	H
Love my life	B4
Hubert while I yet wept O we were there	L3
A menai of Angels first a swarm of stars	T3
Took us among them all alive with stars	T3
Shining and shouting each to each that place	T3
The feathered multitude did lie so thick	F3
We walked upon them walked on outspread wings	T3
And the great gates were standing open	T
Love	Z2
The country is not what you think but oh	V
When you have seen it nothing else contents	T3
The voice the vision was not what you think	G2
But oh it was all It was the meaning of life	B4
Excellent consummation of desires	T3
For ever let into the heart with pain	T
Most sweet That smile did take the feeding soul	V
Deeper and deeper into heaven The sward	V2
For I had bowed my face on it I found	V2
Grew in my spirit's longed for native land	V2
At last I was at home '	-
And here she paused	V2
I must needs weep I have not been in heaven	T
Therefore she could not tell me what she heard	V2
Therefore she might not tell me what she saw	T3
Only I understood that One drew near	B3
Who said to her she should e'en come 'Because '	-
Said He 'My Father loves Me I will ask	P4
He send a guiding Angel for My sake	D
Since the dark way is long and rough and hard	V2
So that I shall not lose whom I love thee '	-
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Other words wonderful of things not known	T
When she had uttered I gave hope away	G
Cried out and took her in despairing arms	T3
Asking no more Then while the comfortless	T3
Dawn till night fainted grew alas a key	O
That with abhorr d jarring probed the door	C3
We kissed we looked unlocked our arms She sighed	V2
'Remember ' 'Ay I will remember What '	-
'To come to me ' Then I thrust roughly forth	U
I bereft dumb forlorn unremedied	V2
My hurt for ever stumbled blindly down	T
And the great door was shut behind and chained	V2
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The weird pathetic scarlet of day dawning	C2
More kin to death of night than birth of morn	T
Peered o'er yon hill bristling with spires of pine	T
I heard the crying of the men condemned	V2
Men racked that should be martyr'd presently	O
And my great grief met theirs with might I held	V2
All our poor earth's despairs in my poor breast	V2
The choking reek the faggots were all mine	T
Ay and the partings they were all mine mine	T
Father it will be very good methinks	T3
To die so to die soon It doth appease	T3
The soul in misery for its fellows when	T
There is no help to suffer even as they	G
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Father when I had lost her when I sat	V2
After my sickness on the pallet bed	V2
My forehead dropp'd into my hand behold	V2
Some one beside me A man's hand let down	T
With that same action kind compassionate	V2
Upon my shoulder And I took the hand	V2
Between mine own laying my face thereon	T
I knew this man for him who spoke with me	O
Letting me see my Delia I looked up	Y3
Lo lo the robed ecclesiastic proud	V2
He and this other one Tell you his name	U3
Am I a fiend No he was good to me	O
Almost he placed his life in my hand	V2
Father	H
He with good pitying words long talked to me	O
'Did I not strive to save her ' 'Ay ' quoth I	V2
'But sith it would not be I also claim	U3
Death burning let me therefore die let me	O
I am wicked would be heretic but faith	U
I know not how and Holy Church I hate	V2
She is no mother of mine she slew my love '	-
What answer 'Peace peace thou art hard on me	O
Favour I forfeit with the Mother of God	V2
Lose rank among the saints foresee my soul	V
Drenched in the unmitigated flame and take	D
My payment in the lives snatched at all risk	Q4
From battling in it here O an thou turn	T
And tear from me lost to that other world	V2
My heart's reward in this I am twice lost	V2
Now have I doubly failed '	-
Father I know	V
The Church would rail hound forth disgrace try burn	T
Make his proud name discover'd infamy	O
Tread underfoot his ashes curse his soul	V
But God is greater than the Church I hope	D4
He shall not for that he loved men lose God	V2
I hope to hear it said 'Thy sins are all	V
Forgiven come in thou hast done well '	-
For me	O
My chronicle comes down to its last page	R4
'Is not life sweet ' quoth he and comforted	V2
My sick heart with good words 'duty' and 'home '	-
Then took me at moonsetting down the stair	L3
To the dark deserted midway of the street	V2
Gave me a purse of money and his hand	V2
Laid on my shoulder holding me with words	T3
A father might have said bad me God speed	V2
So pushed me from him turned and he was gone	T
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There was a Pleiad lost where is she now	T
None knoweth O she reigns it is my creed	V2
Otherwhere dedicate to making day	G
The God of Gods He doubtless looked to that	V2
Who wasteth never ought He fashion d	O
I have no vision but where vision fails	T3
Faith cheers and truly truly there is need	V2
The god of this world being so unkind	V2
O love My girl for ever to the world	V2
Wanting Lost not that any one should find	V2
But wasted for the sake of waste and lost	V2
For love of man's undoing of man's tears	T3
By envy of the evil one I mourn	T
For thee my golden girl I mourn I mourn	T
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He set me free And it befell anon	T
That I must imitate him Then 't befell	V
That on the holy Book I read and all	V
The mediating Mother and her Babe	S4
God and the Church and man and life and death	U
And the dark gulfs of bitter purging flame	U3
Did take on alteration Like a ship	T4
Cast from her moorings drifting from her port	V2
Not bound to any land not sure of land	V2
My dull'd soul lost her reckoning on that sea	O
She sailed and yet the voyage was nigh done	T
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This God was not the God I had known this Christ	V2
Was other O a gentler God a Christ	V2
By a mother and a Father infinite	V2
In distance each from each made kin to me	O
Blest Sufferer on the rood but yet I say	G
Other Far gentler and I cannot tell	V
Father if you or she my golden girl	V
Or I or any aright those mysteries read	V2
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I cannot fathom them There is not time	D2
So quickly men condemned me to this cell	V
I quarrell'd not so much with Holy Church	U2
For that she taught as that my love she burned	V2
I die because I hid her enemies	T3
And read the Book	O4
But O forgiving God	V2
I do elect to trust thee I have thought	V2
What are there set between us and the sun	T
Millions of miles and did He like a tent	V2
Rear up yon vasty sky Is heaven less wide	V2
And dwells He there but for His wing d host	V2
Almost alone Truly I think not so	V
He has had trouble enough with this poor world	V2
To make Him as an earthly father would	V2
Love it and value it more	C3
He did not give	U4
So much to have us with Him and yet fail	V
And now He knows I would believe e'en so	V
As pleaseth Him an there was time to learn	T
Or certitude of heart but time fails time	D2
He knoweth also 't were a piteous thing	C2
Not to be sure of my love's welfare not	V2
To see her happy and good in that new home	V4
Most piteous I could all forego but this	T3
O let me see her Lord	V2
What also I	V2
White ashes and a waft of vapour I	V2
To flutter on before the winds No no	V
And yet for ever ay my flesh shall hiss	T3
And I shall hear 't Dreadful unbearable	V
Is it to morrow	V
Ay indeed indeed	V2
To morrow But my moods are as great waves	T3
That rise and break and thunder down on me	O
And then fall'n back sink low	V
I have waked long	G3
And cannot hold my thoughts upon th' event	V2
They slip they wander forth	U
How the dusk grows	T3
This is the last moonrising we shall see	O
Methought till morn to pray and cannot pray	G
Where is mine Advocate let Him say all	V
And more was in my mind to say this night	V2
Because to morrow Ah no more of that	V2
The tale is told Father I fain would sleep	Z3
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Truly my soul is silent unto God	V2

Jean Ingelow

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