Fourth Sunday In Advent Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CBCB DEDE FAFG HIHI DDDD JDJD KLML DDDD BDBD IBIB FDFD DDDD FNHN OPOP DQDQ

The eyes of them that see shall not be dim and the ears ofA
them that hear shall hearken Isaiah xxxiiB
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Of the bright things in earth and airC
How little can the heart embraceB
Soft shades and gleaming lights are thereC
I know it well but cannot traceB
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Mine eye unworthy seems to readD
One page of Nature's beauteous bookE
It lies before me fair outspreadD
I only cast a wishful lookE
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I cannot paint to Memory's eyeF
The scene the glance I dearest loveA
Unchanged themselves in me they dieF
Or faint or false their shadows proveG
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In vain with dull and tuneless earH
I linger by soft Music's cellI
And in my heart of hearts would hearH
What to her own she deigns to tellI
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'Tis misty all both sight and soundD
I only know 'tis fair and sweetD
'Tis wandering on enchanted groundD
With dizzy brow and tottering feetD
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But patience there may come a timeJ
When these dull ears shall scan arightD
Strains that outring Earth's drowsy chimeJ
As Heaven outshines the taper's lightD
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These eyes that dazzled now and weakK
At glancing motes in sunshine winkL
Shall see the Kings full glory breakM
Nor from the blissful vision shrinkL
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In fearless love and hope uncloyedD
For ever on that ocean brightD
Empowered to gaze and undestroyedD
Deeper and deeper plunge in lightD
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Though scarcely now their laggard glanceB
Reach to an arrow's flight that dayD
They shall behold and not in tranceB
The region very far awayD
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If Memory sometimes at our spellI
Refuse to speak or speak amissB
We shall not need her where we dwellI
Ever in sight of all our blissB
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Meanwhile if over sea or skyF
Some tender lights unnoticed fleetD
Or on loved features dawn and dieF
Unread to us their lesson sweetD
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Yet are there saddening sights aroundD
Which Heaven in mercy spares us tooD
And we see far in holy groundD
If duly purged our mental viewD
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The distant landscape draws not nighF
For all our gazing but the soulN
That upward looks may still descryH
Nearer each day the brightening goalN
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And thou too curious ear that fainO
Wouldst thread the maze of HarmonyP
Content thee with one simple strainO
The lowlier sure the worthier theeP
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Till thou art duly trained and taughtD
The concord sweet of Love divineQ
Then with that inward Music fraughtD
For ever rise and sing and shineQ

John Keble



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