St. Luke Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLKL ACAC LMNM OPOP QRQR STST UVUV WXWT YZYZ A2B2A2B2 C2MC2M D2E2D2E2 F2CF2C G2HG2H H2I2H2I2 J2EK2E L2M2L2M2| Luke the beloved physician and Demas greet you | A |
| Colossians iv Demas hath forsaken me having loved this | B |
| present world Only Luke is with me Timothy iv | C |
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| Two clouds before the summer gale | E |
| In equal race fleet o'er the sky | F |
| Two flowers when wintry blasts assail | E |
| Together pins together die | F |
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| But two capricious human hearts | G |
| No sage's rod may track their ways | H |
| No eye pursue their lawless starts | G |
| Along their wild self chosen maze | H |
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| He only by whose sovereign hand | I |
| E'en sinners for the evil day | J |
| Were made who rules the world He planned | I |
| Turning our worst His own good way | J |
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| He only can the cause reveal | K |
| Why at the same fond bosom fed | L |
| Taught in the self same lap to kneel | K |
| Till the same prayer were duly said | L |
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| Brothers in blood and nurture too | A |
| Aliens in heart so oft should prove | C |
| One lose the other keep Heaven's clue | A |
| One dwell in wrath and one in love | C |
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| He only knows for He can read | L |
| The mystery of the wicked heart | M |
| Why vainly oft our arrows speed | N |
| When aimed with most unerring art | M |
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| While from some rude and powerless arm | O |
| A random shaft in season sent | P |
| Shall light upon some lurking harm | O |
| And work some wonder little meant | P |
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| Doubt we how souls so wanton change | Q |
| Leaving their own experienced rest | R |
| Need not around the world to range | Q |
| One narrow cell may teach us best | R |
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| Look in and see Christ's chosen saint | S |
| In triumph wear his Christ like chain | T |
| No fear lest he should swerve or faint | S |
| His life is Christ his death is gain | T |
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| Two converts watching by his side | U |
| Alike his love and greetings share | V |
| Luke the beloved the sick soul's guide | U |
| And Demas named in faltering prayer | V |
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| Pass a few years look in once more | W |
| The saint is in his bonds again | X |
| Save that his hopes more boldly soar | W |
| He and his lot unchanged remain | T |
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| But only Luke is with him now | Y |
| Alas that e'en the martyr's cell | Z |
| Heaven's very gate should scope allow | Y |
| For the false world's seducing spell | Z |
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| 'Tis sad but yet 'tis well be sure | A2 |
| We on the sight should muse awhile | B2 |
| Nor deem our shelter all secure | A2 |
| E'en in the Church's holiest aisle | B2 |
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| Vainly before the shrine he bends | C2 |
| Who knows not the true pilgrim's part | M |
| The martyr's cell no safety lends | C2 |
| To him who wants the martyr's heart | M |
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| But if there be who follows Paul | D2 |
| As Paul his Lord in life and death | E2 |
| Where'er an aching heart may call | D2 |
| Ready to speed and take no breath | E2 |
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| Whose joy is to the wandering sheep | F2 |
| To tell of the great Shepherd's love | C |
| To learn of mourners while they weep | F2 |
| The music that makes mirth above | C |
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| Who makes the Saviour all his theme | G2 |
| The Gospel all his pride and praise | H |
| Approach for thou canst feel the gleam | G2 |
| That round the martyr's death bed plays | H |
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| Thou hast an ear for angels' songs | H2 |
| A breath the gospel trump to fill | I2 |
| And taught by thee the Church prolongs | H2 |
| Her hymns of high thanksgiving still | I2 |
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| Ah dearest mother since too oft | J2 |
| The world yet wins some Demas frail | E |
| E'en from thine arms so kind and soft | K2 |
| May thy tried comforts never fail | E |
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| When faithless ones forsake thy wing | L2 |
| Be it vouchsafed thee still to see | M2 |
| Thy true fond nurslings closer cling | L2 |
| Cling closer to their Lord and thee | M2 |
John Keble
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