Mist Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFCGCG

ON the mountain side they fashionA
Those rifting shreds of stormB
A figure of strange passionA
A winged and sworded formB
Majestic wild colossalC
With angry arm thrown highD
Those swaying shoulders jostleC
The glory from the skyD
Then flows the happy hourE
That tyrant of the mistF
Turns to a wavering towerE
And melts in amethystF
Foretelling thus the cycleC
O speed it Holy DoveG
When the Archangel MichaelC
Shall vanish into LoveG

Katharine Lee Bates



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AnnaEmbroideryCraft: This is beautiful Katharine.
"Even before He made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be Holy and without fault in His eyes."
The trumpet sounds, and we are raised with Christ. Halleluiah!
 

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