St. Bartholomew Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEFE GHGH IJIJ KLML NENE MOMO PQPQ MRKR RSRS SGSG TUTV EWEW XRXR XLXL XXXX XXXX YXYX| Jesus answered and said unto him Because I said unto thee I saw | A |
| the under the fig tree believest thou Thou shalt see greater | B |
| things than these St John i | C |
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| Hold up thy mirror to the sun | D |
| And thou shalt need an eagle's gaze | E |
| So perfectly the polished stone | F |
| Gives back the glory of his rays | E |
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| Turn it and it shall paint as true | G |
| The soft green of the vernal earth | H |
| And each small flower of bashful hue | G |
| That closest hides its lowly birth | H |
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| Our mirror is a blessed book | I |
| Where out from each illumined page | J |
| We see one glorious Image look | I |
| All eyes to dazzle and engage | J |
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| The Son of God and that indeed | K |
| We see Him as He is we know | L |
| Since in the same bright glass we read | M |
| The very life of things below | L |
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| Eye of God's word where'er we turn | N |
| Ever upon us thy keen gaze | E |
| Can all the depths of sin discern | N |
| Unravel every bosom's maze | E |
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| Who that has felt thy glance of dread | M |
| Thrill through his heart's remotest cells | O |
| About his path about his bed | M |
| Can doubt what spirit in thee dwells | O |
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| What word is this Whence know'st thou me | P |
| All wondering cries the humbled heart | Q |
| To hear thee that deep mystery | P |
| The knowledge of itself impart | Q |
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| The veil is raised who runs may read | M |
| By its own light the truth is seen | R |
| And soon the Israelite indeed | K |
| Bows down t' adore the Nazarene | R |
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| So did Nathanael guileless man | R |
| At once not shame faced or afraid | S |
| Owning Him God who so could scan | R |
| His musings in the lonely shade | S |
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| In his own pleasant fig tree's shade | S |
| Which by his household fountain grew | G |
| Where at noon day his prayer he made | S |
| To know God better than he knew | G |
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| Oh happy hours of heavenward thought | T |
| How richly crowned how well improved | U |
| In musing o'er the Law he taught | T |
| In waiting for the Lord he loved | V |
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| We must not mar with earthly praise | E |
| What God's approving word hath sealed | W |
| Enough if might our feeble lays | E |
| Take up the promise He revealed | W |
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| The child like faith that asks not sight | X |
| Waits not for wonder or for sign | R |
| Believes because it loves aright | X |
| Shall see things greater things divine | R |
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| Heaven to that gaze shall open wide | X |
| And brightest angels to and fro | L |
| On messages of love shall glide | X |
| 'Twixt God above and Christ below | L |
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| So still the guileless man is blest | X |
| To him all crooked paths are straight | X |
| Him on his way to endless rest | X |
| Fresh ever growing strengths await | X |
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| God's witnesses a glorious host | X |
| Compass him daily like a cloud | X |
| Martyrs and seers the saved and lost | X |
| Mercies and judgments cry aloud | X |
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| Yet shall to him the still small voice | Y |
| That first into his bosom found | X |
| A way and fixed his wavering choice | Y |
| Nearest and dearest ever sound | X |
John Keble
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