Eleventh Sunday After Trinity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAB CDEEFF GGHHII JJKKLL KKEEMM NNOPQQ RRSSTT JJIILL UUVVBB| Is it a time to receive money and to receive garments and | A |
| oliveyards and vineyards and sheep and oxen and | A |
| menservants and maidservants Kings v | B |
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| Is this a time to plant and build | C |
| Add house to house and field to field | D |
| When round our walls the battle lowers | E |
| When mines are hid beneath our towers | E |
| And watchful foes are stealing round | F |
| To search and spoil the holy ground | F |
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| Is this a time for moonlight dreams | G |
| Of love and home by mazy streams | G |
| For Fancy with her shadowy toys | H |
| Aerial hopes and pensive joys | H |
| While souls are wandering far and wide | I |
| And curses swarm on every side | I |
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| No rather steel thy melting heart | J |
| To act the martyr's sternest part | J |
| To watch with firm unshrinking eye | K |
| Thy darling visions as thy die | K |
| Till all bright hopes and hues of day | L |
| Have faded into twilight gray | L |
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| Yes let them pass without a sigh | K |
| And if the world seem dull and dry | K |
| If long and sad thy lonely hours | E |
| And winds have rent thy sheltering bowers | E |
| Bethink thee what thou art and where | M |
| A sinner in a life of care | M |
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| The fire of God is soon to fall | N |
| Thou know'st it on this earthly ball | N |
| Full many a soul the price of blood | O |
| Marked by th' Almighty's hand for good | P |
| To utter death that hour shall sweep | Q |
| And will the saints in Heaven dare weep | Q |
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| Then in His wrath shall GOD uproot | R |
| The trees He set for lack of fruit | R |
| And drown in rude tempestuous blaze | S |
| The towers His hand had deigned to raise | S |
| In silence ere that storm begin | T |
| Count o'er His mercies and thy sin | T |
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| Pray only that thine aching heart | J |
| From visions vain content to part | J |
| Strong for Love's sake its woe to hide | I |
| May cheerful wait the Cross beside | I |
| Too happy if that dreadful day | L |
| Thy life be given thee for a prey | L |
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| Snatched sudden from th' avenging rod | U |
| Safe in the bosom of thy GOD | U |
| How wilt thou then look back and smile | V |
| On thoughts that bitterest seemed erewhile | V |
| And bless the pangs that made thee see | B |
| This was no world of rest for thee | B |
John Keble
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