The Spirit Of The Unborn Babe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGAGH IJIJKLKLMNMNOA H PQRQSJSJTUTVWKWKThe Spirit of the Unborn Babe peered through the window pane | A |
Peered through the window pane that glowed like beacon in the night | B |
For oh the sky was desolate and wild with wind and rain | A |
And how the little room was crammed with coziness and light | B |
Except the flirting of the fire there was no sound at all | C |
The Woman sat beside the hearth her knitting on her knee | D |
The shadow of her husband's head was dancing on the wall | C |
She looked with staring eyes at it she looked yet did not see | D |
She only saw a childish face that topped the table rim | E |
A little wistful ghost that smiled and vanished quick away | F |
And then because her tender eyes were flooding to the brim | E |
She lowered her head Don't sorrow dear she heard him softly say | F |
It's over now We'll try to be as happy as before | G |
Ah they who little children have grant hostages to pain | A |
We gave Life chance to wound us once but never never more | G |
The Spirit of the Unborn Babe fled through the night again | H |
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The Spirit of the Unborn Babe went wildered in the dark | I |
Like termagants the winds tore down and whirled it with the snow | J |
And then amid the writhing storm it saw a tiny spark | I |
A window broad a spacious room all goldenly aglow | J |
A woman slim and Paris gowned and exquisitely fair | K |
Who smiled with rapture as she watched her jewels catch the blaze | L |
A man in faultless evening dress young handsome debonnaire | K |
Who smoked his cigarette and looked with frank admiring gaze | L |
Oh we are happy sweet said he youth health and wealth are ours | M |
What if a thousand toil and sweat that we may live at ease | N |
What if the hands are worn and torn that strew our path with flowers | M |
Ah well we did not make the world let us not think of these | N |
Let's seek the beauty spots of earth Dear Heart just you and I | O |
Let other women bring forth life with sorrow and with pain | A |
Above our door we'll hang the sign 'No children need apply ' | - |
The Spirit of the Unborn Babe sped through the night again | H |
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The Spirit of the Unborn Babe went whirling on and on | P |
It soared above a city vast it swept down to a slum | Q |
It saw within a grimy house a light that dimly shone | R |
It peered in through a window pane and lo a voice said Come | Q |
And so a little girl was born amid the dirt and din | S |
And lived in spite of everything for life is ordered so | J |
A child whose eyes first opened wide to swinishness and sin | S |
A child whose love and innocence met only curse and blow | J |
And so in due and proper course she took the path of shame | T |
And gladly died in hospital quite old at twenty years | U |
And when God comes to weigh it all ah whose shall be the blame | T |
For all her maimed and poisoned life her torture and her tears | V |
For oh it is not what we do but what we have not done | W |
And on that day of reckoning when all is plain and clear | K |
What if we stand before the Throne blood guilty every one | W |
Maybe the blackest sins of all are Selfishness and Fear | K |
Robert Service
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