To The Memory Of Mary Young Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABBCC DDEEFFGG HHIIJJKK LLMMNNON PPQQRRSS| God has his plans and what if we | A |
| With our sight be too blind to see | A |
| Their full fruition cannot he | A |
| Who made it solve the mystery | A |
| One whom we loved has fall'n asleep | B |
| Not died although her calm be deep | B |
| Some new unknown and strange surprise | C |
| In Heaven holds enrapt her eyes | C |
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| And can you blame her that her gaze | D |
| Is turned away from earthly ways | D |
| When to her eyes God's light and love | E |
| Have giv'n the view of things above | E |
| A gentle spirit sweetly good | F |
| The pearl of precious womanhood | F |
| Who heard the voice of duty clear | G |
| And found her mission soon and near | G |
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| She loved all nature flowers fair | H |
| The warmth of sun the kiss of air | H |
| The birds that filled the sky with song | I |
| The stream that laughed its way along | I |
| Her home to her was shrine and throne | J |
| But one love held her not alone | J |
| She sought out poverty and grief | K |
| Who touched her robe and found relief | K |
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| So sped she in her Master's work | L |
| Too busy and too brave to shirk | L |
| When through the silence dusk and dim | M |
| God called her and she fled to him | M |
| We wonder at the early call | N |
| And tears of sorrow can but fall | N |
| For her o'er whom we spread the pall | O |
| But faith sweet faith is over all | N |
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| The house is dust the voice is dumb | P |
| But through undying years to come | P |
| The spark that glowed within her soul | Q |
| Shall light our footsteps to the goal | Q |
| She went her way but oh she trod | R |
| The path that led her straight to God | R |
| Such lives as this put death to scorn | S |
| They lose our day to find God's morn | S |
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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