Evening Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDD EFGG HHII JJBB KKLM NNOO PPQQ BBBB RRSS TTTT UUVV WWXX YZTT A2A2BB| Abide with us for it is toward evening and the day is far | A |
| spent St Luke xxiv | B |
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| 'Tis gone that bright and orbed blaze | C |
| Fast fading from our wistful gaze | C |
| You mantling cloud has hid from sight | D |
| The last faint pulse of quivering light | D |
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| In darkness and in weariness | E |
| The traveller on his way must press | F |
| No gleam to watch on tree or tower | G |
| Whiling away the lonesome hour | G |
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| Sun of my soul Thou Saviour dear | H |
| It is not night if Thou be near | H |
| Oh may no earth born cloud arise | I |
| To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes | I |
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| When round Thy wondrous works below | J |
| My searching rapturous glance I throw | J |
| Tracing out Wisdom Power and Love | B |
| In earth or sky in stream or grove | B |
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| Or by the light Thy words disclose | K |
| Watch Time's full river as it flows | K |
| Scanning Thy gracious Providence | L |
| Where not too deep for mortal sense | M |
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| When with dear friends sweet talk I hold | N |
| And all the flowers of life unfold | N |
| Let not my heart within me burn | O |
| Except in all I Thee discern | O |
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| When the soft dews of kindly sleep | P |
| My wearied eyelids gently steep | P |
| Be my last thought how sweet to rest | Q |
| For ever on my Saviour's breast | Q |
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| Abide with me from morn till eve | B |
| For without Thee I cannot live | B |
| Abide with me when night is nigh | B |
| For without Thee I dare not die | B |
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| Thou Framer of the light and dark | R |
| Steer through the tempest Thine own ark | R |
| Amid the howling wintry sea | S |
| We are in port if we have Thee | S |
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| The Rulers of this Christian land | T |
| 'Twixt Thee and us ordained to stand | T |
| Guide Thou their course O Lord aright | T |
| Let all do all as in Thy sight | T |
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| Oh by Thine own sad burthen borne | U |
| So meekly up the hill of scorn | U |
| Teach Thou Thy Priests their daily cross | V |
| To bear as Thine nor count it loss | V |
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| If some poor wandering child of Thine | W |
| Have spurned to day the voice divine | W |
| Now Lord the gracious work begin | X |
| Let him no more lie down in sin | X |
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| Watch by the sick enrich the poor | Y |
| With blessings from Thy boundless store | Z |
| Be every mourner's sleep to night | T |
| Like infants' slumbers pure and light | T |
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| Come near and bless us when we wake | A2 |
| Ere through the world our way we take | A2 |
| Till in the ocean of Thy love | B |
| We lose ourselves in Heaven above | B |
John Keble
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