Holy Ground Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH| Shy maids have haunts of still delight | A |
| The lover glades he never tells | B |
| And one is mine where mass the bright | A |
| And odoured chimes of foxglove bells | B |
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| A dewy covert silent place | C |
| Where surely long ago God walked | D |
| Close to His creature's blinded face | C |
| And for his finer moulding talked | D |
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| There hawthorn glows as if white hot | E |
| God present it were sacred found | F |
| To preach a creed too oft forgot | E |
| That all we tread is holy ground | F |
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| Ah could we but remember this | G |
| Our thoughts would spring as purely up | H |
| To labour for our fellows' bliss | G |
| As doth to heaven a snowdrop's cup | H |
Norman Rowland Gale
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