Peace Xviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G| The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field The stars appeared as broken remnants of lightning but now silence prevailed over all as if Nature's war had never been fought | A |
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| At that hour a young woman entered her chamber and knelt by her bed sobbing bitterly Her heart flamed with agony but she could finally open her lips and say Oh Lord bring him home safely to me I have exhausted my tears and can offer no more oh Lord full of love and mercy My patience is drained and calamity is seeking possession of my heart Save him oh Lord from the iron paws of War deliver him from such unmerciful Death for he is weak governed by the strong Oh Lord save my beloved who is Thine own son from the foe who is Thy foe Keep him from the forced pathway to Death's door let him see me or come and take me to him | B |
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| Quietly a young man entered His head was wrapped in bandage soaked with escaping life | C |
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| He approached he with a greeting of tears and laughter then took her hand and placed against it his flaming lips And with a voice with bespoke past sorrow and joy of union and uncertainty of her reaction he said Fear me not for I am the object of your plea Be glad for Peace has carried me back safely to you and humanity has restored what greed essayed to take from us Be not sad but smile my beloved Do not express bewilderment for Love has power that dispels Death charm that conquers the enemy I am your one Think me not a specter emerging from the House of Death to visit your Home of Beauty | D |
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| Do not be frightened for I am now Truth spared from swords and fire to reveal to the people the triumph of Love over War I am Word uttering introduction to the play of happiness and peace | E |
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| Then the young man became speechless and his tears spoke the language of the heart and the angels of Joy hovered about that dwelling and the two hearts restored the singleness which had been taken from them | F |
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| At dawn the two stood in the middle of the field contemplating the beauty of Nature injured by the tempest After a deep and comforting silence the soldier said to his sweetheart Look at the Darkness giving birth to the Sun | G |
Khalil Gibran
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