Our Mountain Cemetery Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFF GGHHII AAJJKK LLMMNN OOPPEKE QQRRSS TTAAEE| Lonely and silent and calm it lies | A |
| Neath rosy dawn or midnight skies | A |
| So densely peopled yet so still | B |
| The murmuring voice of mountain rill | B |
| The plaint the wind mid branches wakes | C |
| Alone the solemn silence breaks | C |
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| Whatever changes the seasons bring | D |
| The birds the buds of joyous spring | D |
| The glories that come with the falling year | E |
| The snows and storms of winter drear | E |
| Are all unmarked in this lone spot | F |
| Its shrouded inmates feel them not | F |
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| Thoughts full of import earnest and deep | G |
| Must the feeling heart in their spirit steep | G |
| Here where Death s footprints meet the sight | H |
| The long chill rows of tombstones white | H |
| The graves so thickly widely spread | I |
| Within this city of the Dead | I |
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| Say who could tell what aching sighs | A |
| What tears from heavy grief dimmed eyes | A |
| Have here been shed in silent woe | J |
| Mourning the cold still form below | J |
| Or o er past harshness coldness hate | K |
| Grieving alas too late too late | K |
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| Oh man vain dreamer of this life | L |
| Seeking mid restless toil and strife | L |
| For wealth for happiness for fame | M |
| Thirsting to make thyself a name | M |
| See unto what thy course doth tend | N |
| Of all thy toils there is the end | N |
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| Woman of grace or beauty proud | O |
| Seeking alone gay fashion s crowd | O |
| Thine aim admiring looks to win | P |
| E en at the price of folly or sin | P |
| That beauty now to thee so dear | E |
| Would st thou know its fate | K |
| Look around thee here | E |
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| But not alone such lessons stern | Q |
| May we within the grave yard learn | Q |
| Tis here the servant wise and good | R |
| Who loyal to his trust hath stood | R |
| Will joyously at length lay down | S |
| The heavy cross to receive the crown | S |
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| And hope sweet messenger of God | T |
| Poised lightly bove the charnel sod | T |
| With upturned brow and radiant eyes | A |
| Pointing unto the distant skies | A |
| Whispers Oh weary child of care | E |
| Look up thy heavenly home is there | E |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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