Unrecorded Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEBFF GHIIGH JKJKGLJHH MNOMPNQRST UVWHUWUHV XYZXYXA2A2Z B2TNNHTB2HC2C2

I like to think of the many wordsA
The Master in his early daysB
Must have spoken to them of NazarethC
Words not freighted with life and deathD
Piercing through soul and heart like swordsE
But gracious greeting and grateful phraseB
The simple speechF
That plain folk utter each to eachF
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Ere over him too darkly layG
The prophet shadow of CalvaryH
I think he talked in very truthI
With the innocent gayety of youthI
Laughing upon some festal dayG
Gently with sinless boyhood's gleeH
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I think if he had ever saidJ
To a mother apartK
Cradling her baby's shining headJ
Thy man child is strong of limb and heartK
She must have been from that gladsome dayG
Thrilled with enduring pride alwayL
Fearless of any future dreadJ
Knowing the son upon her kneeH
Worthy her pain and love would beH
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Or if by the dusty wayside wellM
From the glare and heatN
Of the burning noon a wayfarer soughtO
A moment's rest where the palm shade fellM
And he said to him The day is hotP
And your road is rough for wandering feetN
Then I think on his way the pilgrim wentQ
As one who has shared in a sacramentR
Feeling no longer on him pressS
The burden of his wearinessT
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If he said to a maid The sunset liesU
Redly on Nazareth hills to nightV
Each sunset of her life would bringW
A benedictive memoryH
Of his haunting face and holy eyesU
Or if to a bridegroom thus in springW
The wife of thy youth is fair and wiseU
So would she ever have seemed to beH
In her husband's sightV
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If he but bade a passing guestX
His meal to shareY
Would not the one so honored deemZ
Himself of all most highly blessedX
The food he ate heaven's manna rareY
Or when he to a friend addressedX
A word of thanks for service doneA2
Or homely familiar favor noneA2
Of richer recompense could dreamZ
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No evangelist's golden penB2
Wrote them for usT
The words of the Master to those he might meetN
By the carpenter's bench or in Nazareth streetN
But in them I think there well might beH
It is surely sweet to fancy thusT
All of the benediction for menB2
All of the tender humanityH
That leaven the words of his later ageC2
On the holy pageC2

Lucy Maud Montgomery



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