Satan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBABDD EFGHEFII JKJKJKLL MMMMMMKK NONNKPQ RSRSRSTTBelow the bottom of the great Abyss | A |
There where one centre reconciles all things | B |
The world's profound heart pants there placed is | C |
Mischief's old Master close about him clings | B |
A curled knot of embracing snakes that kiss | A |
His correspondent cheeks these loathsome strings | B |
Hold the perverse prince in eternal ties | D |
Fast bound since first he forfeited the skies | D |
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Heaven's golden winged herald late he saw | E |
To a poor Galilean virgin sent | F |
How long the bright youth bowed and with what awe | G |
Immortal flowers to her fair hand present | H |
He saw the old Hebrew's womb neglect the law | E |
Of age and barrenness and her Babe prevent | F |
His birth by his devotion who began | I |
Betimes to be a saint before a man | I |
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Yet on the other side fain would he start | J |
Above his fears and think it cannot be | K |
He studies Scripture strives to sound the heart | J |
And feel the pulse of every prophecy | K |
He knows but knows not how or by what art | J |
The heaven expecting ages hope to see | K |
A mighty Babe whose pure unspotted birth | L |
From a chaste virgin womb should bless the earth | L |
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But these vast mysteries his senses smother | M |
And reason for what's faith to him devour | M |
How she that is a maid should prove a mother | M |
Yet keep inviolate her virgin flower | M |
How God's eternal Son should be man's brother | M |
Poseth his proudest intellectual power | M |
How a pure spirit should incarnate be | K |
And life itself wear death's frail livery | K |
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That the great angel blinding light should shrink | N |
His blaze to shine in a poor shepherd's eye | O |
That the unmeasured God so low should sink | N |
As prisoner in a few poor rags to lie milk should drink | N |
Who feeds with nectar Heaven's fair family | K |
That a vile manger his low bed should prove | P |
Who in a throne of stars thunders above | Q |
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That He whom the sun serves should faintly peep | R |
Through clouds of infant flesh that He the old | S |
Eternal Word would be a child and weep | R |
That He who made the fire should feel the cold | S |
That Heaven's high Majesty his court should keep | R |
In a clay cottage by each blast controlled | S |
That Glory's self should serve our griefs and fears | T |
And free Eternity submit to years | T |
Richard Crashaw
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