Epistle To A Young Clergyman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCCDCD EEEFEF GHHIJK LLLMLM NNNONO OOOPOP QQQRQR OOOSOS TTTUTU OOOQOQ MMMAMA VWWDXD OOOSOS DDDSDS MMMYMY OOOOOOStudy to show thyself approved unto God a workman that needeth not to | A |
be ashamed rightly dividing the word of truth TIMOTHY ii | B |
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My youthful brother oft I long | C |
To write to you in prose or song | C |
With no pretence to judgment strong | C |
But warm affection | D |
May truest friendship rivet long | C |
Our close connection | D |
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With deference what I impart | E |
Receive with humble grateful heart | E |
Nor proudly from my counsel start | E |
I only lend it | F |
A friend ne'er aims a poisoned dart | E |
He wounds to mend it | F |
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A graduate you've just been made | G |
And lately passed the Mitred Head | H |
I trust by the Blest Spirit led | H |
And Shepherd's care | I |
And not a wolf in sheepskin clad | J |
As numbers are | K |
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The greatest office you sustain | L |
For love of souls and not of gain | L |
Through your neglect should one be slain | L |
The Scriptures say | M |
Your careless hands his blood will stain | L |
On the Last Day | M |
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But if pure truths like virgin snows | N |
You loud proclaim to friends and foes | N |
Consoling these deterring those | N |
To heaven you'll fly | O |
Though stubborn sinners still oppose | N |
And graceless die | O |
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Divide the word of truth aright | O |
Show Jesus in a saving light | O |
Proclaim to all they're dead outright | O |
Till Grace restore them | P |
The great Redeemer full in sight | O |
Keep still before them | P |
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Dare not like some to mince the matter | Q |
Nor dazzling tropes and figures scatter | Q |
Nor coarsely speak nor basely flatter | Q |
Nor grovelling go | R |
But let plain truths as Life's pure water | Q |
Pellucid flow | R |
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The sinner level with the dead | O |
The Lamb exalt the Church's Head | O |
His holiness adoring spread | O |
With godly zeal | S |
Enforce though sinless how He bled | O |
For sinners' weal | S |
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Pourtray how God in thunder spoke | T |
His fiery Law whilst curling smoke | T |
In terror fierce from Sinai broke | T |
Midst raging flame | U |
Then Jesu's milder blood invoke | T |
And preach His name | U |
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Remember still to fear the Lord | O |
To live as well as preach His word | O |
And wield the Gospel's two edged sword | O |
Though dangers lower | Q |
Example only can afford | O |
To precept power | Q |
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And dress nor slovenly nor gay | M |
Nor sternly act nor trifling play | M |
Still keep the golden middle way | M |
Whate'er betide you | A |
And ne'er through giddy pleasures stray | M |
Though fools deride you | A |
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As wily serpent ever prove | V |
Yet harmless as the turtle dove | W |
Still winning souls by guileful love | W |
And deep invention | D |
So once the great Apostle strove | X |
With good intention | D |
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And inly to thyself take heed | O |
Oft prove your heart its pages read | O |
Self knowledge will in time of need | O |
Your wants supply | S |
Who knows himself from dangers freed | O |
Where'er he lie | S |
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So God will own the labours done | D |
Approving see His honoured Son | D |
And honoured Law and numbers won | D |
Of souls immortal | S |
Through grace will onward conquering run | D |
To heaven's bright portal | S |
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And on that last and greatest day | M |
When heaven and earth shall pass away | M |
A perfect band in bright array | M |
Will form your crown | Y |
Your joys triumphant wide display | M |
And sorrows drown | Y |
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And now farewell my youthful friend | O |
Excuse these lines in candour penned | O |
To me as freely counsel lend | O |
With zeal as fervent | O |
For you will pray till life does end | O |
Your humble servant | O |
Patrick Bronte
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