Lines On The Death Of S. Oliver Torrey Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCADAD EAEAFGFG AHAHAIAI EJEJKLKL EDEDEAEA MNMNFOFO BCBCEIEI| SECRETARY OF THE BOSTON YOUNG MEN'S ANTI SLAVERY SOCIETY | A |
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| Gone before us O our brother | B |
| To the spirit land | C |
| Vainly look we for another | B |
| In thy place to stand | C |
| Who shall offer youth and beauty | A |
| On the wasting shrine | D |
| Of a stern and lofty duty | A |
| With a faith like thine | D |
| - | |
| Oh thy gentle smile of greeting | E |
| Who again shall see | A |
| Who amidst the solemn meeting | E |
| Gaze again on thee | A |
| Who when peril gathers o'er us | F |
| Wear so calm a brow | G |
| Who with evil men before us | F |
| So serene as thou | G |
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| Early hath the spoiler found thee | A |
| Brother of our love | H |
| Autumn's faded earth around thee | A |
| And its storms above | H |
| Evermore that turf lie lightly | A |
| And with future showers | I |
| O'er thy slumbers fresh and brightly | A |
| Blow the summer flowers | I |
| - | |
| In the locks thy forehead gracing | E |
| Not a silvery streak | J |
| Nor a line of sorrow's tracing | E |
| On thy fair young cheek | J |
| Eyes of light and lips of roses | K |
| Such as Hylas wore | L |
| Over all that curtain closes | K |
| Which shall rise no more | L |
| - | |
| Will the vigil Love is keeping | E |
| Round that grave of thine | D |
| Mournfully like Jazer weeping | E |
| Over Sibmah's vine | D |
| Will the pleasant memories swelling | E |
| Gentle hearts of thee | A |
| In the spirit's distant dwelling | E |
| All unheeded be | A |
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| If the spirit ever gazes | M |
| From its journeyings back | N |
| If the immortal ever traces | M |
| O'er its mortal track | N |
| Wilt thou not O brother meet us | F |
| Sometimes on our way | O |
| And in hours of sadness greet us | F |
| As a spirit may | O |
| - | |
| Peace be with thee O our brother | B |
| In the spirit land | C |
| Vainly look we for another | B |
| In thy place to stand | C |
| Unto Truth and Freedom giving | E |
| All thy early powers | I |
| Be thy virtues with the living | E |
| And thy spirit ours | I |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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