Tuesday In Easter Week Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB C DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK LILI MNMN OPOP QRQR STST UVUV JWJW XYXY ZBZB A2B2A2B2| And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great | A |
| joy and did run to bring His disciples word St Matthew xxviii | B |
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| To The Snowdrop | C |
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| Thou first born of the year's delight | D |
| Pride of the dewy glade | E |
| In vernal green and virgin white | D |
| Thy vestal robes arrayed | E |
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| 'Tis not because thy drooping form | F |
| Sinks graceful on its nest | G |
| When chilly shades from gathering storm | F |
| Affright thy tender breast | G |
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| Nor for yon river islet wild | H |
| Beneath the willow spray | I |
| Where like the ringlets of a child | H |
| Thou weav'st thy circle gay | I |
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| 'Tis not for these I love thee dear | J |
| Thy shy averted smiles | K |
| To Fancy bode a joyous year | J |
| One of Life's fairy isles | K |
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| They twinkle to the wintry moon | L |
| And cheer th' ungenial day | I |
| And tell us all will glisten soon | L |
| As green and bright as they | I |
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| Is there a heart that loves the spring | M |
| Their witness can refuse | N |
| Yet mortals doubt when angels bring | M |
| From Heaven their Easter news | N |
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| When holy maids and matrons speak | O |
| Of Christ's forsaken bed | P |
| And voices that forbid to seek | O |
| The hiving 'mid the dead | P |
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| And when they say Turn wandering heart | Q |
| Thy Lord is ris'n indeed | R |
| Let Pleasure go put Care apart | Q |
| And to His presence speed | R |
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| We smile in scorn and yet we know | S |
| They early sought the tomb | T |
| Their hearts that now so freshly glow | S |
| Lost in desponding gloom | T |
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| They who have sought nor hope to find | U |
| Wear not so bright a glance | V |
| They who have won their earthly mind | U |
| Lees reverently advance | V |
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| But where in gentle spirits fear | J |
| And joy so duly meet | W |
| These sure have seen the angels near | J |
| And kissed the Saviour's feet | W |
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| Nor let the Pastor's thankful eye | X |
| Their faltering tale disdain | Y |
| As on their lowly couch they lie | X |
| Prisoners of want and pain | Y |
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| O guide us when our faithless hearts | Z |
| From Thee would start aloof | B |
| Where Patience her sweet skill imparts | Z |
| Beneath some cottage roof | B |
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| Revive our dying fires to burn | A2 |
| High as her anthems soar | B2 |
| And of our scholars let us learn | A2 |
| Our own forgotten lore | B2 |
John Keble
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