To My Friend Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFGF EHEH IJKJ LMLM NONO EPGP QRFR SNSN TGUG VWVW| Dearest of all whose tenderness could rise | A |
| To share all sorrow and to soothe all pain | B |
| The blessings breathed for thee with weeping eyes | A |
| Will come to thee as sunshine after rain | B |
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| My spirit clings to thine dear in this hour | C |
| Thy sorrow touches me as though 'twere mine | D |
| And pleading prayers for thee shall have the power | C |
| To draw down comfort from my Lord and thine | D |
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| For thou hast felt the sorrow and the care | E |
| Of other lives as though they were thine own | F |
| And grateful prayers for a memorial are | G |
| Laid up for thee before the great white throne | F |
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| You sit bereaved and I sit with you there | E |
| In sympathy my soul and yours can meet | H |
| Missing the face that was so very fair | E |
| Missing the voice that was so very sweet | H |
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| I know how hard to bear heart hunger is | I |
| For her quaint words and bits of bird like song | J |
| The touch of dimpled hands the soft warm kiss | K |
| O Friend it makes the little while so long | J |
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| Take comfort dear the little while is brief | L |
| It is His love sends pain to thee or me | M |
| We gather fruit of peace from blossomed grief | L |
| And where our treasure is our hearts shall be | M |
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| 'Tis good to suffer as He knows whose hand | N |
| Mixes the bitterness for every cup | O |
| No grief befals but love divine has planned | N |
| Every bereavement cries to us look up | O |
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| Dearest look up and see where sweet and fair | E |
| Flow the bright waters ruffled by no storm | P |
| Under the trees whose leaves for healing are | G |
| See 'mid the blessed throng one angel form | P |
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| The tired pet who wanted to go home | Q |
| The Elder Brother drew her to his breast | R |
| Earth weariness earth soil alike unknown | F |
| Crowned without conflict bore her into rest | R |
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| Among the shining ones she walks my friend | S |
| Robed in the garments of her Fatherland | N |
| And your earth weary feet shall upward tend | S |
| Drawn by the beck of that dear pierced hand | N |
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| Who in his arms enfolds your little one | T |
| And calls you Come up higher where we are | G |
| For with the well belov'd the child is gone | U |
| Follow and faint not friend it is not far | G |
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| The little one for whom your fond heart bleeds | V |
| The dear dear lamb who sees her Father's face | W |
| Up to the great white throne the rough path leads | V |
| Where Christ shall fold you both in one embrace | W |
Nora Pembroke (margaret Moran Dixon Mcdougall)
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