Andrew Rykman-s Prayer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KKLLFFHHMMNNOP QRSTUUJJVV MWNNXYZLA2B2NNC2LD2E 2GGF2F2G2G2H2H2I2I2J 2J2K2K2YXL2I M2N2VVO2O2O2BBNNP2WQ 2Q2R2S2BBT2T2U2V2T2T 2 W2W2F2F2X2X2Y2Y2KKK2 K2S2S2KKZ2Z2A3B3C3C3 C3XYLLD3D3E3E3XYF3F3 G3G3H3H3I3I3Y2Y2G2G2 MWG3G3J3J3R2S2K3L3NN M3M3 NNN3N3N Z2Z2N3N3E3E3O3P3 Q3Q3E3E3NNG3G3R3R3E3 E3LZNNI3I3E3E3T2T2E3 E3E3E3 FE3FE3 HVHV| Andrew Rykman's dead and gone | A |
| You can see his leaning slate | B |
| In the graveyard and thereon | A |
| Read his name and date | B |
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| Trust is truer than our fears | C |
| Runs the legend through the moss | D |
| Gain is not in added years | C |
| Nor in death is loss | D |
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| Still the feet that thither trod | E |
| All the friendly eyes are dim | F |
| Only Nature now and God | E |
| Have a care for him | F |
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| There the dews of quiet fall | G |
| Singing birds and soft winds stray | H |
| Shall the tender Heart of all | G |
| Be less kind than they | H |
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| What he was and what he is | I |
| They who ask may haply find | J |
| If they read this prayer of his | I |
| Which he left behind | J |
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| Pardon Lord the lips that dare | K |
| Shape in words a mortal's prayer | K |
| Prayer that when my day is done | L |
| And I see its setting sun | L |
| Shorn and beamless cold and dim | F |
| Sink beneath the horizon's rim | F |
| When this ball of rock and clay | H |
| Crumbles from my feet away | H |
| And the solid shores of sense | M |
| Melt into the vague immense | M |
| Father I may come to Thee | N |
| Even with the beggar's plea | N |
| As the poorest of Thy poor | O |
| With my needs and nothing more | P |
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| Not as one who seeks his home | Q |
| With a step assured I come | R |
| Still behind the tread I hear | S |
| Of my life companion Fear | T |
| Still a shadow deep and vast | U |
| From my westering feet is cast | U |
| Wavering doubtful undefined | J |
| Never shapen nor outlined | J |
| From myself the fear has grown | V |
| And the shadow is my own | V |
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| Yet O Lord through all a sense | M |
| Of Thy tender providence | W |
| Stays my failing heart on Thee | N |
| And confirms the feeble knee | N |
| And at times my worn feet press | X |
| Spaces of cool quietness | Y |
| Lilied whiteness shone upon | Z |
| Not by light of moon or sun | L |
| Hours there be of inmost calm | A2 |
| Broken but by grateful psalm | B2 |
| When I love Thee more than fear Thee | N |
| And Thy blessed Christ seems near me | N |
| With forgiving look as when | C2 |
| He beheld the Magdalen | L |
| Well I know that all things move | D2 |
| To the spheral rhythm of love | E2 |
| That to Thee O Lord of all | G |
| Nothing can of chance befall | G |
| Child and seraph mote and star | F2 |
| Well Thou knowest what we are | F2 |
| Through Thy vast creative plan | G2 |
| Looking from the worm to man | G2 |
| There is pity in Thine eyes | H2 |
| But no hatred nor surprise | H2 |
| Not in blind caprice of will | I2 |
| Not in cunning sleight of skill | I2 |
| Not for show of power was wrought | J2 |
| Nature's marvel in Thy thought | J2 |
| Never careless hand and vain | K2 |
| Smites these chords of joy and pain | K2 |
| No immortal selfishness | Y |
| Plays the game of curse and bless | X |
| Heaven and earth are witnesses | L2 |
| That Thy glory goodness is | I |
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| Not for sport of mind and force | M2 |
| Hast Thou made Thy universe | N2 |
| But as atmosphere and zone | V |
| Of Thy loving heart alone | V |
| Man who walketh in a show | O2 |
| Sees before him to and fro | O2 |
| Shadow and illusion go | O2 |
| All things flow and fluctuate | B |
| Now contract and now dilate | B |
| In the welter of this sea | N |
| Nothing stable is but Thee | N |
| In this whirl of swooning trance | P2 |
| Thou alone art permanence | W |
| All without Thee only seems | Q2 |
| All beside is choice of dreams | Q2 |
| Never yet in darkest mood | R2 |
| Doubted I that Thou wast good | S2 |
| Nor mistook my will for fate | B |
| Pain of sin for heavenly hate | B |
| Never dreamed the gates of pearl | T2 |
| Rise from out the burning marl | T2 |
| Or that good can only live | U2 |
| Of the bad conservative | V2 |
| And through counterpoise of hell | T2 |
| Heaven alone be possible | T2 |
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| For myself alone I doubt | W2 |
| All is well I know without | W2 |
| I alone the beauty mar | F2 |
| I alone the music jar | F2 |
| Yet with hands by evil stained | X2 |
| And an ear by discord pained | X2 |
| I am groping for the keys | Y2 |
| Of the heavenly harmonies | Y2 |
| Still within my heart I bear | K |
| Love for all things good and fair | K |
| Hands of want or souls in pain | K2 |
| Have not sought my door in vain | K2 |
| I have kept my fealty good | S2 |
| To the human brotherhood | S2 |
| Scarcely have I asked in prayer | K |
| That which others might not share | K |
| I who hear with secret shame | Z2 |
| Praise that paineth more than blame | Z2 |
| Rich alone in favors lent | A3 |
| Virtuous by accident | B3 |
| Doubtful where I fain would rest | C3 |
| Frailest where I seem the best | C3 |
| Only strong for lack of test | C3 |
| What am I that I should press | X |
| Special pleas of selfishness | Y |
| Coolly mounting into heaven | L |
| On my neighbor unforgiven | L |
| Ne'er to me howe'er disguised | D3 |
| Comes a saint unrecognized | D3 |
| Never fails my heart to greet | E3 |
| Noble deed with warmer beat | E3 |
| Halt and maimed I own not less | X |
| All the grace of holiness | Y |
| Nor through shame or self distrust | F3 |
| Less I love the pure and just | F3 |
| Lord forgive these words of mine | G3 |
| What have I that is not Thine | G3 |
| Whatsoe'er I fain would boast | H3 |
| Needs Thy pitying pardon most | H3 |
| Thou O Elder Brother who | I3 |
| In Thy flesh our trial knew | I3 |
| Thou who hast been touched by these | Y2 |
| Our most sad infirmities | Y2 |
| Thou alone the gulf canst span | G2 |
| In the dual heart of man | G2 |
| And between the soul and sense | M |
| Reconcile all difference | W |
| Change the dream of me and mine | G3 |
| For the truth of Thee and Thine | G3 |
| And through chaos doubt and strife | J3 |
| Interfuse Thy calm of life | J3 |
| Haply thus by Thee renewed | R2 |
| In Thy borrowed goodness good | S2 |
| Some sweet morning yet in God's | K3 |
| Dim veonian periods | L3 |
| Joyful I shall wake to see | N |
| Those I love who rest in Thee | N |
| And to them in Thee allied | M3 |
| Shall my soul be satisfied | M3 |
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| Scarcely Hope hath shaped for me | N |
| What the future life may be | N |
| Other lips may well be bold | N3 |
| Like the publican of old | N3 |
| I can only urge the plea | N |
| 'Lord be merciful to me ' | - |
| Nothing of desert I claim | Z2 |
| Unto me belongeth shame | Z2 |
| Not for me the crowns of gold | N3 |
| Palms and harpings manifold | N3 |
| Not for erring eye and feet | E3 |
| Jasper wall and golden street | E3 |
| What thou wilt O Father give I | O3 |
| All is gain that I receive | P3 |
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| If my voice I may not raise | Q3 |
| In the elders' song of praise | Q3 |
| If I may not sin defiled | E3 |
| Claim my birthright as a child | E3 |
| Suffer it that I to Thee | N |
| As an hired servant be | N |
| Let the lowliest task be mine | G3 |
| Grateful so the work be Thine | G3 |
| Let me find the humblest place | R3 |
| In the shadow of Thy grace | R3 |
| Blest to me were any spot | E3 |
| Where temptation whispers not | E3 |
| If there be some weaker one | L |
| Give me strength to help him on | Z |
| If a blinder soul there be | N |
| Let me guide him nearer Thee | N |
| Make my mortal dreams come true | I3 |
| With the work I fain would do | I3 |
| Clothe with life the weak intent | E3 |
| Let me be the thing I meant | E3 |
| Let me find in Thy employ | T2 |
| Peace that dearer is than joy | T2 |
| Out of self to love be led | E3 |
| And to heaven acclimated | E3 |
| Until all things sweet and good | E3 |
| Seem my natural habitude | E3 |
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| So we read the prayer of him | F |
| Who with John of Labadie | E3 |
| Trod of old the oozy rim | F |
| Of the Zuyder Zee | E3 |
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| Thus did Andrew Rykman pray | H |
| Are we wiser better grown | V |
| That we may not in our day | H |
| Make his prayer our own | V |
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