Heart-pictures Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE CFCFGHIH CJKLMNMN OAOAPQPQ CRSRTTTT TUTUBNBN

Two pictures strangely beautiful I holdA
In Mem'ry's chambers stored with loving careB
Among the precious things I prized of oldA
And hid away with tender tear and prayerB
The first an aged woman's placid faceC
Full of the saintly calm of well spent yearsD
Yet bearing in its pensive lines the traceC
Of weariness and care and many tearsE
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We sat together in our Sabbath placeC
Through the hushed hours of many a holy dayF
And sweet it was to watch the gentle graceC
Of that bowed form with those who knelt to prayF
And lifted face when swelled the sacred psalmG
And the rich promise of God's word was shedH
Upon her waiting heart like heavenly balmI
And all our souls with angels' meat were fedH
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There came a day when missing was that faceC
The form so meekly bent in prayer was goneJ
Those lifted eyes so radiant with praiseK
Beyond the spheres in saintly beauty shoneL
Another crowned one swelling Heaven's high trainM
Another loved one missed from our low shrineN
Hers the rich wealth of Heaven's eternal gainM
A tearful trust a tender memory mineN
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The other picture is a young fair childO
A gentle boy with curls of clustered goldA
And calm dark eyes that seldom more than smiledO
As though his life had grown too grave and oldA
Too full of earnest thought and anxious questP
And silent searchings after things unseenQ
And yet the quiet child seemed strangely blestP
As one who inly feels Heaven's peace sereneQ
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So close beside me in his Sabbath placeC
He sat or stood my hand I might have laidR
Upon his rippling curls or dropped a kissS
Upon his fair white forehead while he prayedR
Frail beauteous boy upon his little feetT
Though all unheard by love's quick ear attentT
E'en then Death's chilling waters sternly beatT
And with his sweet child hymns their murmurs blentT
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One Sabbath day there was an empty seatT
I could not see for blinding tears that hourU
But by and by where Living waters meetT
In God's fair Paradise I saw my flowerU
And ceased to weep Henceforth with loving careB
These precious pictures in my heart I shrineN
Food for sweet thought incentive to sweet prayerB
My own until I reach their home and mineN

Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)



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