Thoughts On The Works Of Providence Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFGGHHFFIIJJ KKLLMMNNOOPPNNFFAAQR FFAASSTTUUVVWXYYZZNN A2A2B2B2C2D2A2E2AAKK F2F2NNNNMMNNG2G2H2H2 I2I2J2K2NNSL2FM2AAAN 2N2NNG2G2O2P2Q2Q2MMK 2K2NNR2R2S2S2CCAAT2T 2NNPPMMArise my soul on wings enraptur'd rise | A |
To praise the monarch of the earth and skies | A |
Whose goodness and benificence appear | B |
As round its centre moves the rolling year | B |
Or when the morning glows with rosy charms | C |
Or the sun slumbers in the ocean's arms | C |
Of light divine be a rich portion lent | D |
To guide my soul and favour my intend | E |
Celestial muse my arduous flight sustain | F |
And raise my mind to a seraphic strain | F |
Ador'd for ever be the God unseen | G |
Which round the sun revolves this vast machine | G |
Though to his eye its mass a point appears | H |
Ador'd the God that whirls surrounding spheres | H |
Which first ordain'd that mighty Sol should reign | F |
The peerless monarch of th' ethereal train | F |
Of miles twice forty millions is his height | I |
And yet his radiance dazzles mortal sight | I |
So far beneath from him th' extended earth | J |
Vigour derives and ev'ry flow'ry birth | J |
Vast through her orb she moves with easy grace | K |
Around her Phoebus in unbounded space | K |
True to her course th' impetuous storm derides | L |
Triumphant o'er the winds and surging tides | L |
Almighty in these wond'rous works of thine | M |
What Pow'r what Wisdom and what Goodness shine | M |
And are thy wonders Lord by men explor'd | N |
And yet creating glory unador'd | N |
Creation smiles in various beauty gay | O |
While day to night and night succeeds to day | O |
That Wisdom which attends Jehovah's ways | P |
Shines most conspicuous in the solar rays | P |
Without them destitute of heat and light | N |
This world would be the reign of endless night | N |
In their excess how would our race complain | F |
Abhorring life how hate its length'ned chain | F |
From air adust what num'rous ills would rise | A |
What dire contagion taint the burning skies | A |
What pestilential vapours fraught with death | Q |
Would rise and overspread the lands beneath | R |
Hail smiling morn that from the orient main | F |
Ascending dost adorn the heav'nly plain | F |
So rich so various are thy beauteous dies | A |
That spread through all the circuit of the skies | A |
That full of thee my soul in rapture soars | S |
And thy great God the cause of all adores | S |
O'er beings infinite his love extends | T |
His Wisdom rules them and his Pow'r defends | T |
When tasks diurnal tire the human frame | U |
The spirits faint and dim the vital flame | U |
Then too that ever active bounty shines | V |
Which not infinity of space confines | V |
The sable veil that Night in silence draws | W |
Conceals effects but shows th' Almighty Cause | X |
Night seals in sleep the wide creation fair | Y |
And all is peaceful but the brow of care | Y |
Again gay Phoebus as the day before | Z |
Wakes ev'ry eye but what shall wake no more | Z |
Again the face of nature is renew'd | N |
Which still appears harmonious fair and good | N |
May grateful strains salute the smiling morn | A2 |
Before its beams the eastern hills adorn | A2 |
Shall day to day and night to night conspire | B2 |
To show the goodness of the Almighty Sire | B2 |
This mental voice shall man regardless hear | C2 |
And never never raise the filial pray'r | D2 |
To day O hearken nor your folly mourn | A2 |
For time mispent that never will return | E2 |
But see the sons of vegetation rise | A |
And spread their leafy banners to the skies | A |
All wise Almighty Providence we trace | K |
In trees and plants and all the flow'ry race | K |
As clear as in the nobler frame of man | F2 |
All lovely copies of the Maker's plan | F2 |
The pow'r the same that forms a ray of light | N |
That call d creation from eternal night | N |
Let there be light he said from his profound | N |
Old Chaos heard and trembled at the sound | N |
Swift as the word inspir'd by pow'r divine | M |
Behold the light around its Maker shine | M |
The first fair product of th' omnific God | N |
And now through all his works diffus'd abroad | N |
As reason's pow'rs by day our God disclose | G2 |
So we may trace him in the night's repose | G2 |
Say what is sleep and dreams how passing strange | H2 |
When action ceases and ideas range | H2 |
Licentious and unbounded o'er the plains | I2 |
Where Fancy's queen in giddy triumph reigns | I2 |
Hear in soft strains the dreaming lover sigh | J2 |
To a kind fair or rave in jealousy | K2 |
On pleasure now and now on vengeance bent | N |
The lab'ring passions struggle for a vent | N |
What pow'r O man thy reason then restores | S |
So long suspended in nocturnal hours | L2 |
What secret hand returns the mental train | F |
And gives improv'd thine active pow'rs again | M2 |
From thee O man what gratitude should rise | A |
And when from balmy sleep thou op'st thine eyes | A |
Let thy first thoughts be praises to the skies | A |
How merciful our God who thus imparts | N2 |
O'erflowing tides of joy to human hearts | N2 |
When wants and woes might be our righteous lot | N |
Our God forgetting by our God forgot | N |
Among the mental pow'rs a question rose | G2 |
What most the image of th' Eternal shows | G2 |
When thus to Reason so let Fancy rove | O2 |
Her great companion spoke immortal Love | P2 |
Say mighty pow'r how long shall strife prevail | Q2 |
And with its murmurs load the whisp'ring gale | Q2 |
Refer the cause to Recollection's shrine | M |
Who loud proclaims my origin divine | M |
The cause whence heav'n and earth began to be | K2 |
And is not man immortaliz'd by me | K2 |
Reason let this most causeless strife subside | N |
Thus Love pronounc'd and Reason thus reply'd | N |
Thy birth coelestial queen 'tis mine to own | R2 |
In thee resplendent is the Godhead shown | R2 |
Thy words persuade my soul enraptur'd feels | S2 |
Resistless beauty which thy smile reveals | S2 |
Ardent she spoke and kindling at her charms | C |
She clasp'd the blooming goddess in her arms | C |
Infinite Love where'er we turn our eyes | A |
Appears this ev'ry creature's wants supplies | A |
This most is heard in Nature's constant voice | T2 |
This makes the morn and this the eve rejoice | T2 |
This bids the fost'ring rains and dews descend | N |
To nourish all to serve one gen'ral end | N |
The good of man yet man ungrateful pays | P |
But little homage and but little praise | P |
To him whose works arry'd with mercy shine | M |
What songs should rise how constant how divine | M |
Phillis Wheatley
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