Daniel Wheeler Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDDEFCGGHIFHJKLMM L NOOPQRSSPTUTUVVWWXXY CYBZZX NA2TA2A2A2 CTCTKB2C2DJD2DE2A2F2 G2F2GGH2WWYA2YC2TTI2 I2C2LGGC2L YCJ2J2YCC2K2C2L2L2K2 M2C2N2M2C2O2DDLLP2P2 CC PC2A2C2A2TTLLQ2R2BA2 A2BS2CS2CT2T2U2V2C2W 2W2C2| O Dearly loved | A |
| And worthy of our love No more | B |
| Thy aged form shall rise before | B |
| The bushed and waiting worshiper | C |
| In meek obedience utterance giving | D |
| To words of truth so fresh and living | D |
| That even to the inward sense | E |
| They bore unquestioned evidence | F |
| Of an anointed Messenger | C |
| Or bowing down thy silver hair | G |
| In reverent awfulness of prayer | G |
| The world its time and sense shut out | H |
| The brightness of Faith's holy trance | I |
| Gathered upon thy countenance | F |
| As if each lingering cloud of doubt | H |
| The cold dark shadows resting here | J |
| In Time's unluminous atmosphere | K |
| Were lifted by an angel's hand | L |
| And through them on thy spiritual eye | M |
| Shone down the blessedness on high | M |
| The glory of the Better Land | L |
| - | |
| The oak has fallen | N |
| While meet for no good work the vine | O |
| May yet its worthless branches twine | O |
| Who knoweth not that with thee fell | P |
| A great man in our Israel | Q |
| Fallen while thy loins were girded still | R |
| Thy feet with Zion's dews still wet | S |
| And in thy hand retaining yet | S |
| The pilgrim's staff and scallop shell | P |
| Unharmed and safe where wild and free | T |
| Across the Neva's cold morass | U |
| The breezes from the Frozen Sea | T |
| With winter's arrowy keenness pass | U |
| Or where the unwarning tropic gale | V |
| Smote to the waves thy tattered sail | V |
| Or where the noon hour's fervid heat | W |
| Against Tahiti's mountains beat | W |
| The same mysterious Hand which gave | X |
| Deliverance upon land and wave | X |
| Tempered for thee the blasts which blew | Y |
| Ladaga's frozen surface o'er | C |
| And blessed for thee the baleful dew | Y |
| Of evening upon Eimeo's shore | B |
| Beneath this sunny heaven of ours | Z |
| Midst our soft airs and opening flowers | Z |
| Hath given thee a grave | X |
| - | |
| His will be done | N |
| Who seeth not as man whose way | A2 |
| Is not as ours 'T is well with thee | T |
| Nor anxious doubt nor dark dismay | A2 |
| Disquieted thy closing day | A2 |
| But evermore thy soul could say | A2 |
| 'My Father careth still for me ' | - |
| Called from thy hearth and home from her | C |
| The last bud on thy household tree | T |
| The last dear one to minister | C |
| In duty and in love to thee | T |
| From all which nature holdeth dear | K |
| Feeble with years and worn with pain | B2 |
| To seek our distant land again | C2 |
| Bound in the spirit yet unknowing | D |
| The things which should befall thee here | J |
| Whether for labor or for death | D2 |
| In childlike trust serenely going | D |
| To that last trial of thy faith | E2 |
| Oh far away | A2 |
| Where never shines our Northern star | F2 |
| On that dark waste which Balboa saw | G2 |
| From Darien's mountains stretching far | F2 |
| So strange heaven broad and lone that there | G |
| With forehead to its damp wind bare | G |
| He bent his mailed knee in awe | H2 |
| In many an isle whose coral feet | W |
| The surges of that ocean beat | W |
| In thy palm shadows Oahu | Y |
| And Honolulu's silver bay | A2 |
| Amidst Owyhee's hills of blue | Y |
| And taro plains of Tooboonai | C2 |
| Are gentle hearts which long shall be | T |
| Sad as our own at thought of thee | T |
| Worn sowers of Truth's holy seed | I2 |
| Whose souls in weariness and need | I2 |
| Were strengthened and refreshed by thine | C2 |
| For blessed by our Father's hand | L |
| Was thy deep love and tender care | G |
| Thy ministry and fervent prayer | G |
| Grateful as Eshcol's clustered vine | C2 |
| To Israel in a weary land | L |
| - | |
| And they who drew | Y |
| By thousands round thee in the hour | C |
| Of prayerful waiting hushed and deep | J2 |
| That He who bade the islands keep | J2 |
| Silence before Him might renew | Y |
| Their strength with His unslumbering power | C |
| They too shall mourn that thou art gone | C2 |
| That nevermore thy aged lip | K2 |
| Shall soothe the weak the erring warn | C2 |
| Of those who first rejoicing heard | L2 |
| Through thee the Gospel's glorious word | L2 |
| Seals of thy true apostleship | K2 |
| And if the brightest diadem | M2 |
| Whose gems of glory purely burn | C2 |
| Around the ransomed ones in bliss | N2 |
| Be evermore reserved for them | M2 |
| Who here through toil and sorrow turn | C2 |
| Many to righteousness | O2 |
| May we not think of thee as wearing | D |
| That star like crown of light and bearing | D |
| Amidst Heaven's white and blissful band | L |
| Th' unfading palm branch in thy hand | L |
| And joining with a seraph's tongue | P2 |
| In that new song the elders sung | P2 |
| Ascribing to its blessed Giver | C |
| Thanksgiving love and praise forever | C |
| - | |
| Farewell | P |
| And though the ways of Zion mourn | C2 |
| When her strong ones are called away | A2 |
| Who like thyself have calmly borne | C2 |
| The heat and burden of the day | A2 |
| Yet He who slumbereth not nor sleepeth | T |
| His ancient watch around us keepeth | T |
| Still sent from His creating hand | L |
| New witnesses for Truth shall stand | L |
| New instruments to sound abroad | Q2 |
| The Gospel of a risen Lord | R2 |
| To gather to the fold once more | B |
| The desolate and gone astray | A2 |
| The scattered of a cloudy day | A2 |
| And Zion's broken walls restore | B |
| And through the travail and the toil | S2 |
| Of true obedience minister | C |
| Beauty for ashes and the oil | S2 |
| Of joy for mourning unto her | C |
| So shall her holy bounds increase | T2 |
| With walls of praise and gates of peace | T2 |
| So shall the Vine which martyr tears | U2 |
| And blood sustained in other years | V2 |
| With fresher life be clothed upon | C2 |
| And to the world in beauty show | W2 |
| Like the rose plant of Jericho | W2 |
| And glorious as Lebanon | C2 |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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