Third Sunday After Easter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFEFDGDG HIHIJKLK MAMACNCN OPOPQRQR STSAUVUV CWCWAXAX| A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow because her hour | A |
| is come but as soon as she is delivered of the child she | B |
| remembereth no more the anguish for joy that a man is born | C |
| into the world St John xvi | D |
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| Well may I guess and feel | E |
| Why Autumn should be sad | F |
| But vernal airs should sorrow heal | E |
| Spring should be gay and glad | F |
| Yet as along this violet bank I rove | D |
| The languid sweetness seems to choke my breath | G |
| I sit me down beside the hazel grove | D |
| And sigh and half could wish my weariness were death | G |
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| Like a bright veering cloud | H |
| Grey blossoms twinkle there | I |
| Warbles around a busy crowd | H |
| Of larks in purest air | I |
| Shame on the heart that dreams of blessings gone | J |
| Or wakes the spectral forms of woe and crime | K |
| When nature sings of joy and hope alone | L |
| Reading her cheerful lesson in her own sweet time | K |
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| Nor let the proud heart say | M |
| In her self torturing hour | A |
| The travail pangs must have their way | M |
| The aching brow must lower | A |
| To us long since the glorious Child is born | C |
| Our throes should be forgot or only seem | N |
| Like a sad vision told for joy at morn | C |
| For joy that we have waked and found it but a dream | N |
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| Mysterious to all thought | O |
| A mother's prime of bliss | P |
| When to her eager lips is brought | O |
| Her infant's thrilling kiss | P |
| O never shall it set the sacred light | Q |
| Which dawns that moment on her tender gaze | R |
| In the eternal distance blending bright | Q |
| Her darling's hope and hers for love and joy and praise | R |
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| No need for her to weep | S |
| Like Thracian wives of yore | T |
| Save when in rapture still and deep | S |
| Her thankful heart runs o'er | A |
| They mourned to trust their treasure on the main | U |
| Sure of the storm unknowing of their guide | V |
| Welcome to her the peril and the pain | U |
| For well she knows the bonus where they may safely hide | V |
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| She joys that one is born | C |
| Into a world forgiven | W |
| Her Father's household to adorn | C |
| And dwell with her in Heaven | W |
| So have I seen in Spring's bewitching hour | A |
| When the glad Earth is offering all her best | X |
| Some gentle maid bend o'er a cherished flower | A |
| And wish it worthier on a Parent's heart to rest | X |
John Keble
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