Wednesday Before Easter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDDEE FFBBGG HHIIJJKKLL MMNAOOPPQQ RSTTUUVVWWXX YYZLOOMMOOMM OOANOO OOANA2A2 OOOOGG MMBBOO

Saying Father if Thou be willing remove this cup from MeA
nevertheless not My will but Thine be done St Luke xxiiB
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O Lord my God do thou Thy holy willC
I will lie stillC
I will not stir lest I forsake Thine armD
And break the charmD
Which lulls me clinging to my Father's breastE
In perfect restE
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Wild fancy peace thou must not me beguileF
With thy false smileF
I know thy flatteries and thy cheating waysB
Be silent PraiseB
Blind guide with siren voice and blinding allG
That hear thy callG
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Come Self devotion high and pureH
Thoughts that in thankfulness endureH
Though dearest hopes are faithless foundI
And dearest hearts are bursting roundI
Come Resignation spirit meekJ
And let me kiss thy placid cheekJ
And read in thy pale eye sereneK
Their blessing who by faith can weanK
Their hearts from sense and learn to loveL
God only and the joys aboveL
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They say who know the life divineM
And upward gaze with eagle eyneM
That by each golden crown on highN
Rich with celestial jewelryA
Which for our Lord's redeemed is setO
There hangs a radiant coronetO
All gemmed with pure and living lightP
Too dazzling for a sinner's sightP
Prepared for virgin souls and themQ
Who seek the martyr's diademQ
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Nor deem who to that bliss aspireR
Must win their way through blood and fireS
The writhings of a wounded heartT
Are fiercer than a foeman's dartT
Oft in Life's stillest shade recliningU
In Desolation unrepiningU
Without a hope on earth to findV
A mirror in an answering mindV
Meek souls there are who little dreamW
Their daily strife an Angel's themeW
Or that the rod they take so calmX
Shall prove in Heaven a martyr's palmX
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And there are souls that seem to dwellY
Above this earth so rich a spellY
Floats round their steps where'er they moveZ
From hopes fulfilled and mutual loveL
Such if on high their thoughts are setO
Nor in the stream the source forgetO
If prompt to quit the bliss they knowM
Following the Lamb where'er He goM
By purest pleasures unbeguiledO
To idolise or wife or childO
Such wedded souls our God shall ownM
For faultless virgins round His throneM
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Thus everywhere we find our suffering GodO
And where He trodO
May set our steps the Cross on CalvaryA
Uplifted highN
Beams on the martyr host a beacon lightO
In open fightO
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To the still wrestlings of the lonely heartO
He doth impartO
The virtue of his midnight agonyA
When none was nighN
Save God and one good angel to assuageA2
The tempest's rageA2
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Mortal if life smile on thee and thou findO
All to thy mindO
Think who did once from Heaven to Hell descendO
Thee to befriendO
So shalt thou dare forego at His dear callG
Thy best thine allG
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O Father not My will but Thine be doneM
So spake the SonM
Be this our charm mellowing Earth's ruder noiseB
Of griefs and joysB
That we may cling for ever to Thy breastO
In perfect restO

John Keble



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