The Brothers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDE FFGH IIJJ KKLL FFCC MMNN HHOO PPQQ RRSS TUVV WWXK YYNN AAZA2 B2C2D2D2 E2E2F2F2

High on a rocky cliff did once a gray old castle standA
From whence rough bearded chieftains led their vassals ruled the landA
For centuries had dwelt here sire and son till it befellB
Last of their ancient line two brothers here alone did dwellB
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The eldest was stern visaged but the youngest smooth and fairC
Of countenance both zealous men who bent the knee in prayerC
To God alone loved much read much His holy wordD
And prayed above all gifts desired that they might see their LordE
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For this the elder brother carved a silent cell of stoneF
And in its deep and dreary depths he entered dwelt aloneF
And strove with scourgings vigils fasts to purify his gazeG
And sought amidst these shadows to behold the Master's faceH
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And from the love of God that smiles on us from bright lipped flowersI
And from the smile of God that falls in sunlight's golden showersI
That thrills earth's slumbering heart so where its warm rays fallJ
That it laughs out in beauty turned he as from tempters allJ
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From bird song running morn's sweet scented chalice o'er with cheerK
The child's light laughter lifting lowliest souls heaven nearK
From tears and glad smiles linked light and gloom of the golden dayL
He counting these temptations all austerely turned awayL
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And thus he lived alone unblest and died unblest aloneF
Save for a brother monk who held the carved cross of stoneF
In his cold rigid clasp the while his dying eyes did wearC
A look of mortal striving mortal agony and prayerC
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Though at the very last as his stiff fingers dropped the crossM
A gleam as from some distant city swept his face acrossM
The clay lips settled into calm thus did the monk attestN
A look of one who through much peril enters into restN
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Not thus did he the younger brother seek the Master's faceH
But in earth's lowly places did he strive his steps to traceH
Wherever want and grief besought with clamorous complaintO
There he beheld his Lord naked athirst and faintO
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And when his hand was wet with tears wrung with a grateful graspP
He lightly felt upon his palm the Elder Brother's claspP
And when above the loathsome couch of woe and want bent heQ
A low voice thrilled his soul So have ye done it unto MeQ
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Despised he not the mystic ties of blood yet did he claimR
The broader wider brotherhood with every race and nameR
To his own kin he kind and loyal was in truth yet stillS
His mother and his brethren were all who did God's willS
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All little ones were dear to him for light from ParadiseT
Seemed falling on him through their pure and innocent eyesU
The very flowers that fringed cool streams and gemmed the dewy sodV
To his rapt vision seemed like the visible smiles of GodV
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The deep's full heart that throbs unceasing against the silent shipsW
The waves together murmuring with weird mysterious lipsW
To hear their untranslated psalm drew down his anointed earX
And listening lo he heard God's voice to Him was he so nearK
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The happy hum of bees to him made summer silence sweetY
Not lightly did he view the very grass beneath his feetY
It paved His presence chamber where he walked a happy guestN
Ah slight the veil between in very truth his life was blestN
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And when on a still twilight passed he to the summer landA
Those whom he had befriended weeping clinging to his handA
The west gleamed with a sudden glory and from out the glowZ
Trembled the semblance of a crown and rested on his browA2
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And with wide eager eyes he smiled and stretched his hands abroadB2
As if his dearest friend were welcoming him to his abodeC2
Eternal silence sealed that wondrous smile as he criedD2
Thy face Thy face dear Lord and saying this he diedD2
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But legends tell that on his grave fell such a strange pure lightE2
That wine red roses planted thereupon would spring up whiteE2
Holding such mystic healing in their cool snow bloom that lainF2
On aching brows or sorrowful hearts they would ease their painF2

Marietta Holley



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