Song Of Praise. Imitation Of The 148th Psalm. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDB EEFGGF DDHIIH JJKLLK MMNOON PPQRRQ STUVVU WWLXYL ZZA2B2B2A2 C2C2ZD2D2Z WWE2F2F2E2 G2G2KH2H2K PPGI2I2G J2J2LZZL

Warm into praises kindling museA
With grateful transport raise thy viewsA
To Him who moves this ballB
Who whirls in silent harmonyC
The earth the ocean air and skyD
O praise the Lord of allB
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Ye angels hymning round your kingE
Praise Him who gives you power to singE
Ye hosts with raptures burnF
Who station'd you in bliss proclaimG
Oh bless your benefactor's nameG
Betokening kind returnF
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Ye spreading heavens arching highD
Ye scenes unknown beyond the skyD
Creation's Maker ownH
Let there be light your Ruler saidI
And instant your blue curtain spreadI
In triumph round his throneH
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Thou moon meek guardian of the nightJ
Ye planets of inferior lightJ
Ye lamps of rays divineK
Ye suns dart forth your splendid raysL
To Him who metes your nights and daysL
And suffers you to shineK
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O praise His name His mercy blessM
Ye poor like me in 'whelmed distressM
O hail protection givenN
When sin and sorrow die awayO
Our hopes His promise still shall stayO
Of recompensing heavenN
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Thunders that fright the trembling groundP
Ye forked lightnings flashing roundP
Or quench'd in 'whelming showerQ
While skies in vollied rolls are rentR
While nature pauses silent bentR
Adore Almighty PowerQ
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Ye minstrel birds wild woodland's charmsS
Whose song each child of nature warmsT
With your lov'd haunts in viewU
From Him you borrow'd every noteV
Then open wide your chanting throatV
To give the tribute dueU
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Mis shapen germs of parent earthW
Waiting dependent for your birthW
The sun's enlivening raysL
Emerging from your silent tombX
To join the hailing myriads comeY
And kindle into praiseL
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Bowing adorers of the galeZ
Ye cowslips delicately paleZ
Upraise your loaded stemsA2
Unfold your cups in splendor speakB2
Who deck'd you with that ruddy streakB2
And gilt your golden gemsA2
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Violets sweet tenants of the shadeC2
In purple's richest pride array'dC2
Your errand here fulfilZ
Go bid the artist's simple stainD2
Your lustre imitate in vainD2
And match your Maker's skillZ
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Daisies ye flowers of lowly birthW
Embroiderers of the carpet earthW
That stud the velvet sodE2
Open to spring's refreshing airF2
In sweetest smiling bloom declareF2
Your Maker and my GodE2
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Thou humble clothing of the treesG2
Moss in whose meanness genius seesG2
A world of wonders shineK
Put on your satin smoothening greenH2
And let your Maker's power be seenH2
And workmanship divineK
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Creation's universal roundP
That beat the air or press the groundP
Or plough the seas the sameG
All join in chorusing accordI2
Exalt your Maker and your LordI2
And praise His holy nameG
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Till o'er this sin consuming worldJ2
Destruction's fated doom is hurl'dJ2
And ruin's self decaysL
Then freed from sin and Adam's fallZ
All join and hail Him Lord of allZ
In everlasting praiseL

John Clare



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