The Hermit Of Thebaid Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDF GHGH IJKJ LMLM NONO PQPQ RSRS TOUO VWVW WXWX JYJ ZJA2J B2C2B2C2 QWQ D2E2D2 F2G2F2G2 H2I2H2I2 JWJ WJ2WJ2 K2L2L2L2 WWWW M2VM2V WJWJ N2 N2 O2P2O2 Q2L2Q2L2 WR2W WL2WL2O strong upwelling prayers of faith | A |
From inmost founts of life ye start | B |
The spirit's pulse the vital breath | C |
Of soul and heart | B |
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From pastoral toil from traffic's din | D |
Alone in crowds at home abroad | E |
Unheard of man ye enter in | D |
The ear of God | F |
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Ye brook no forced and measured tasks | G |
Nor weary rote nor formal chains | H |
The simple heart that freely asks | G |
In love obtains | H |
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For man the living temple is | I |
The mercy seat and cherubim | J |
And all the holy mysteries | K |
He bears with him | J |
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And most avails the prayer of love | L |
Which wordless shapes itself in needs | M |
And wearies Heaven for naught above | L |
Our common needs | M |
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Which brings to God's all perfect will | N |
That trust of His undoubting child | O |
Whereby all seeming good and ill | N |
Are reconciled | O |
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And seeking not for special signs | P |
Of favor is content to fall | Q |
Within the providence which shines | P |
And rains on all | Q |
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Alone the Thebaid hermit leaned | R |
At noontime o'er the sacred word | S |
Was it an angel or a fiend | R |
Whose voice be heard | S |
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It broke the desert's hush of awe | T |
A human utterance sweet and mild | O |
And looking up the hermit saw | U |
A little child | O |
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A child with wonder widened eyes | V |
O'erawed and troubled by the sight | W |
Of hot red sands and brazen skies | V |
And anchorite | W |
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''What dost thou here poor man No shade | W |
Of cool green palms nor grass nor well | X |
Nor corn nor vines ' The hermit said | W |
'With God I dwell | X |
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'Alone with Him in this great calm | J |
I live not by the outward sense | Y |
My Nile his love my sheltering palm | J |
His providence ' | - |
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The child gazed round him 'Does God live | Z |
Here only where the desert's rim | J |
Is green with corn at morn and eve | A2 |
We pray to Him | J |
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'My brother tills beside the Nile | B2 |
His little field beneath the leaves | C2 |
My sisters sit and spin the while | B2 |
My mother weaves | C2 |
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'And when the millet's ripe heads fall | Q |
And all the bean field hangs in pod | W |
My mother smiles and says that all | Q |
Are gifts from God ' | - |
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Adown the hermit's wasted cheeks | D2 |
Glistened the flow of human tears | E2 |
'Dear Lord ' he said 'Thy angel speaks | D2 |
Thy servant hears ' | - |
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Within his arms the child he took | F2 |
And thought of home and life with men | G2 |
And all his pilgrim feet forsook | F2 |
Returned again | G2 |
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The palmy shadows cool and long | H2 |
The eyes that smiled through lavish locks | I2 |
Home's cradle hymn and harvest song | H2 |
And bleat of flocks | I2 |
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'O child ' he said 'thou teachest me | J |
There is no place where God is not | W |
That love will make where'er it be | J |
A holy spot ' | - |
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He rose from off the desert sand | W |
And leaning on his staff of thorn | J2 |
Went with the young child hand in hand | W |
Like night with morn | J2 |
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They crossed the desert's burning line | K2 |
And heard the palm tree's rustling fan | L2 |
The Nile bird's cry the low of kine | L2 |
And voice of man | L2 |
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Unquestioning his childish guide | W |
He followed as the small hand led | W |
To where a woman gentle eyed | W |
Her distaff fed | W |
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She rose she clasped her truant boy | M2 |
She thanked the stranger with her eyes | V |
The hermit gazed in doubt and joy | M2 |
And dumb surprise | V |
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And to with sudden warmth and light | W |
A tender memory thrilled his frame | J |
New born the world lost anchorite | W |
A man became | J |
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'O sister of El Zara's race | N2 |
Behold me had we not one mother ' | - |
She gazed into the stranger's face | N2 |
'Thou art my brother ' | - |
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'And when to share our evening meal | O2 |
She calls the stranger at the door | P2 |
She says God fills the hands that deal | O2 |
Food to the poor ' | - |
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'O kin of blood Thy life of use | Q2 |
And patient trust is more than mine | L2 |
And wiser than the gray recluse | Q2 |
This child of thine | L2 |
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'For taught of him whom God hath sent | W |
That toil is praise and love is prayer | R2 |
I come life's cares and pains content | W |
With thee to share ' | - |
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Even as his foot the threshold crossed | W |
The hermit's better life began | L2 |
Its holiest saint the Thebaid lost | W |
And found a man | L2 |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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