The Boy And The Angel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA AA BB A CC DD AA E F GH AA A II BB AA CC AA AA DD JK LL M BB EE FN AA KK AA KK KK AA BB KK AA OP PP Q EE AA

Morning evening noon and nightA
Praise God sang TheocriteA
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Then to his poor trade he turnedA
Whereby the daily meal was earnedA
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Hard he laboured long and wellB
O'er his work the boy's curls fellB
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But ever at each periodA
He stopped and sang Praise God ''-
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Then back again his curls he threwC
And cheerful turned to work anewC
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Said Blaise the listening monk Well doneD
I doubt not thou art heard my sonD
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As well as if thy voice to dayA
Were praising God the Pope's great wayA
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This Easter Day the Pope at RomeE
Praises God from Peter's dome ''-
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Said Theocrite Would God that IF
Might praise him that great way and die ''-
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Night passed day shoneG
And Theocrite was goneH
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With God a day endures alwayA
A thousand years are but a dayA
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God said in heaven Nor day nor nightA
Now brings the voice of my delight ''-
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Then Gabriel like a rainbow's birthI
Spread his wings and sank to earthI
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Entered in flesh the empty cellB
Lived there and played the craftsman wellB
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And morning evening noon and nightA
Praised God in place of TheocriteA
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And from a boy to youth he grewC
The man put off the stripling's hueC
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The man matured and fell awayA
Into the season of decayA
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And ever o'er the trade he bentA
And ever lived on earth contentA
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He did God's will to him all oneD
If on the earth or in the sunD
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God said A praise is in mine earJ
There is no doubt in it no fearK
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So sing old worlds and soL
New worlds that from my footstool goL
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Clearer loves sound other waysM
I miss my little human praise ''-
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Then forth sprang Gabriel's wings off fellB
The flesh disguise remained the cellB
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'Twas Easter Day he flew to RomeE
And paused above Saint Peter's domeE
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In the tiring room close byF
The great outer galleryN
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With his holy vestments dightA
Stood the new Pope TheocriteA
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And all his past careerK
Came back upon him clearK
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Since when a boy he plied his tradeA
Till on his life the sickness weighedA
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And in his cell when death drew nearK
An angel in a dream brought cheerK
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And rising from the sickness drearK
He grew a priest and now stood hereK
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To the East with praise he turnedA
And on his sight the angel burnedA
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I bore thee from thy craftsman's cellB
And set thee here I did not wellB
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Vainly I left my angel sphereK
Vain was thy dream of many a yearK
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Thy voice's praise seemed weak it droppedA
Creation's chorus stoppedA
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Go back and praise againO
The early way while I remainP
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With that weak voice of our disdainP
Take up creation's pausing strainP
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Back to the cell and poor employQ
Resume the craftsman and the boy ''-
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Theocrite grew old at homeE
A new Pope dwelt in Peter's domeE
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One vanished as the other diedA
They sought God side by sideA

Robert Browning



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