Burial Of The Dead Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGHF IJKKJ LMNNM OPBBP QRSTR UBVVW XYZZY OA2DDB2 C2D2E2E2O FF2G2G2F2 NB2H2H2B2 I2J2DDK2 GC2L2L2C2| And when the Lord saw her He had compassion on her and | A |
| said unto her Weep not And He came and touched the bier | B |
| and they that bare him stood still And He said Young | C |
| man I say unto thee Arise St Luke vii | D |
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| Who says the wan autumnal soon | E |
| Beams with too faint a smile | F |
| To light up nature's face again | G |
| And though the year be on this wane | H |
| With thoughts of spring the heart beguile | F |
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| Waft him thou soft September breeze | I |
| And gently lay him down | J |
| Within some circling woodland wall | K |
| Where bright leaves reddening ere they fall | K |
| Wave gaily o'er the waters brown | J |
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| And let some graceful arch be there | L |
| With wreathed mullions proud | M |
| With burnished ivy for its screen | N |
| And moss that glows as fresh and green | N |
| As thought beneath an April cloud | M |
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| Who says the widow's heart must break | O |
| The childless mother sink | P |
| A kinder truer voice I hear | B |
| Which e'en beside that mournful bier | B |
| Whence parents' eyes would hopeless shrink | P |
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| Bids weep no more O heart bereft | Q |
| How strange to thee that sound | R |
| A widow o'er her only son | S |
| Feeling more bitterly alone | T |
| For friends that press officious round | R |
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| Yet is the voice of comfort heard | U |
| For Christ hath touched the bier | B |
| The bearers wait with wondering eye | V |
| The swelling bosom dares not sigh | V |
| But all is still 'twixt hope and fear | W |
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| E'en such an awful soothing calm | X |
| We sometimes see alight | Y |
| On Christian mourners while they wait | Z |
| In silence by some churchyard gate | Z |
| Their summons to this holy rite | Y |
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| And such the tones of love which break | O |
| The stillness of that hour | A2 |
| Quelling th' embittered spirit's strife | D |
| The Resurrection and the Life | D |
| Am I believe and die no more | B2 |
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| Unchanged that voice and though not yet | C2 |
| The dead sit up and speak | D2 |
| Answering its call we gladlier rest | E2 |
| Our darlings on earth's quiet breast | E2 |
| And our hearts feel they must not break | O |
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| Far better they should sleep awhile | F |
| Within the Church's shade | F2 |
| Nor wake until new heaven new earth | G2 |
| Meet for their new immortal birth | G2 |
| For their abiding place be made | F2 |
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| Than wander back to life and lean | N |
| On our frail love once more | B2 |
| 'Tis sweet as year by year we lose | H2 |
| Friends out of sight in faith to muse | H2 |
| How grows in Paradise our store | B2 |
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| Then pass ye mourners cheerly on | I2 |
| Through prayer unto the tomb | J2 |
| Still as ye watch life's falling leaf | D |
| Gathering from every loss and grief | D |
| Hope of new spring and endless home | K2 |
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| Then cheerly to your work again | G |
| With hearts new braced and set | C2 |
| To run untired love's blessed race | L2 |
| As meet for those who face to face | L2 |
| Over the grave their Lord have met | C2 |
John Keble
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