Third Sunday In Advent Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD DDEFFE GGHIIH JKLMML NNOPPO QQRSSR TTUVVU WWVXXD YYZSSZ DDA2B2B2A2 YYUC2C2C2 D2D2E2MME2What went ye out into the wilderness to see A reed shaken | A |
with the wind But what went ye out for to see A | B |
prophet yea I say unto you and more than a prophet St | C |
Matthew xi | D |
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What went ye out to see | D |
O'er the rude sandy lea | D |
Where stately Jordan flows by many a palm | E |
Or where Gennesaret's wave | F |
Delights the flowers to lave | F |
That o'er her western slope breathe airs of balm | E |
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All through the summer night | G |
Those blossoms red and bright | G |
Spread their soft breasts unheeding to the breeze | H |
Like hermits watching still | I |
Around the sacred hill | I |
Where erst our Saviour watched upon His knees | H |
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The Paschal moon above | J |
Seems like a saint to rove | K |
Left shining in the world with Christ alone | L |
Below the lake's still face | M |
Sleeps sweetly in th' embrace | M |
Of mountains terrac'd high with mossy stone | L |
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Here may we sit and dream | N |
Over the heavenly theme | N |
Till to our soul the former days return | O |
Till on the grassy bed | P |
Where thousands once He fed | P |
The world's incarnate Maker we discern | O |
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O cross no more the main | Q |
Wandering so will and vain | Q |
To count the reeds that tremble in the wind | R |
On listless dalliance bound | S |
Like children gazing round | S |
Who on God's works no seal of Godhead find | R |
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Bask not in courtly bower | T |
Or sun bright hall of power | T |
Pass Babel quick and seek the holy land | U |
From robes of Tyrian dye | V |
Turn with undazzled eye | V |
To Bethlehem's glade or Carmel's haunted strand | U |
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Or choose thee out a cell | W |
In Kedron's storied dell | W |
Beside the springs of Love that never die | V |
Among the olives kneel | X |
The chill night blast to feel | X |
And watch the Moon that saw thy Master's agony | D |
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Then rise at dawn of day | Y |
And wind thy thoughtful way | Y |
Where rested once the Temple's stately shade | Z |
With due feet tracing round | S |
The city's northern bound | S |
To th' other holy garden where the Lord was laid | Z |
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Who thus alternate see | D |
His death and victory | D |
Rising and falling as on angel wings | A2 |
They while they seem to roam | B2 |
Draw daily nearer home | B2 |
Their heart untravell'd still adores the King of kings | A2 |
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Or if at home they stay | Y |
Yet are they day by day | Y |
In spirit journeying through the glorious land | U |
Not for light Fancy's reed | C2 |
Nor Honour's purple meed | C2 |
Nor gifted Prophet's lore nor Science' wondrous wand | C2 |
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But more than Prophet more | D2 |
Than Angels can adore | D2 |
With face unveiled is He they go to seek | E2 |
Blessed be God Whose grace | M |
Shows Him in every place | M |
To homeliest hearts of pilgrims pure and meek | E2 |
John Keble
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