Second Sunday In Advent Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DDCCCCEE FFGGHHII JJCCKKLL MMNNOOPP CCDDQRSS CCIITTUU VVGGIIWW| And when these things begin to pass then look up and lift | A |
| up your heads for your redemption draweth night | B |
| St Luke xxi | C |
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| Not till the freezing blast is still | D |
| Till freely leaps the sparkling rill | D |
| And gales sweep soft from summer skies | C |
| As o'er a sleeping infant's eyes | C |
| A mother's kiss ere calls like these | C |
| No sunny gleam awakes the trees | C |
| Nor dare the tender flowerets show | E |
| Their bosoms to th' uncertain glow | E |
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| Why then in sad and wintry time | F |
| Her heavens all dark with doubt and crime | F |
| Why lifts the Church her drooping head | G |
| As though her evil hour were fled | G |
| Is she less wise than leaves of spring | H |
| Or birds that cower with folded wing | H |
| What sees she in this lowering sky | I |
| To tempt her meditative eye | I |
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| She has a charm a word of fire | J |
| A pledge of love that cannot tire | J |
| By tempests earthquakes and by wars | C |
| By rushing waves and falling stars | C |
| By every sign her Lord foretold | K |
| She sees the world is waxing old | K |
| And through that last and direst storm | L |
| Descries by faith her Saviour's form | L |
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| Not surer does each tender gem | M |
| Set in the fig tree's polish'd stem | M |
| Foreshow the summer season bland | N |
| Than these dread signs Thy mighty hand | N |
| But oh frail hearts and spirits dark | O |
| The season's flight unwarn'd we mark | O |
| But miss the Judge behind the door | P |
| For all the light of sacred lore | P |
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| Yet is He there beneath our eaves | C |
| Each sound His wakeful ear receives | C |
| Hush idle words and thoughts of ill | D |
| Your Lord is listening peace be still | D |
| Christ watches by a Christian's hearth | Q |
| Be silent vain deluding mirth | R |
| Till in thine alter'd voice be known | S |
| Somewhat of Resignation's tone | S |
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| But chiefly ye should lift your gaze | C |
| Above the world's uncertain haze | C |
| And look with calm unwavering eye | I |
| On the bright fields beyond the sky | I |
| Ye who your Lord's commission bear | T |
| His way of mercy to prepare | T |
| Angels He calls ye be your strife | U |
| To lead on earth an Angel's life | U |
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| Think not of rest though dreams be sweet | V |
| Start up and ply your heavenward feet | V |
| Is not God's oath upon your head | G |
| Ne'er to sink back on slothful bed | G |
| Never again your loans untie | I |
| Nor let your torches waste and die | I |
| Till when the shadows thickest fall | W |
| Ye hear your Master's midnight call | W |
John Keble
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