The Supports - (song Of The Avaiting Seraphs.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBB CDEE FEDE GBBB CAAHHA IJJJ IJKKJ ILMML IIII IIINNOI IPIIPQP| Full Chorus | A |
| To Him Who bade the Heavens abide yet cease not from their motion | B |
| To Him Who tames the moonstruck tide twice a day round Ocean | B |
| Let His Names be magnified in all poor folks' devotion | B |
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| Powers and Gifts | C |
| Not for Prophecies or Powers Visions Gifts or Graces | D |
| But the unregardful hours that grind us in our places | E |
| With the burden on our backs the weather in our faces | E |
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| Toils | F |
| Not for any Miracle of easy Loaves and Fishes | E |
| But for doing 'gainst our will work against our wishes | D |
| Such as finding food to fill daily emptied dishes | E |
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| Glories | G |
| Not for Voices Harps or Wings or rapt illumination | B |
| But the grosser Self that springs of use and occupation | B |
| Unto which the Spirit clings as her last salvation | B |
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| Powers Glories Toils and Gifts | C |
| He Who launched our Ship of Fools many anchors gave us | A |
| Lest one gale should start them all one collision stave us | A |
| Praise Him for the petty creeds | H |
| That prescribe in paltry needs | H |
| Solemn rites to trivial deeds and by small things save us | A |
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| Services and Loves | I |
| Heart may fail and Strength outwear and Purpose turn to Loathing | J |
| But the everyday affair of business meals and clothing | J |
| Builds a bulkhead 'twixt Despair and the Edge of Nothing | J |
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| Patiences | I |
| Praise Him then Who orders it that though Earth be flaring | J |
| And the crazy skies are lit | K |
| By the searchlights of the Pit | K |
| Man should not depart a whit from his wonted bearing | J |
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| Hopes | I |
| He Who bids the wild swans' host still maintain their flight on | L |
| Air roads over islands lost | M |
| Ages since 'neath Ocean lost | M |
| Beaches of some sunken coast their fathers would alight on | L |
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| Faiths | I |
| He shall guide us through this dark not by new blown glories | I |
| But by every ancient mark our fathers used before us | I |
| Till our children ground their ark where the proper shore is | I |
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| Services Patiences Faiths Hopes and Loves | I |
| He Who used the clay that clings on our boots to make us | I |
| Shall not suffer earthly things to remove or shake us | I |
| But when Man denies His Lord | N |
| Habit without Fleet or Sword | N |
| Custom without threat or word | O |
| Sees the ancient fanes restored the timeless rites o'ertake us | I |
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| Full Chorus | I |
| For He Who makes the Mountains smoke and rives the Hills asunder | P |
| And to morrow leads the grass | I |
| Mere unconquerable grass | I |
| Where the fuming crater was to heal and hide it under | P |
| He shall not He shall not | Q |
| Shall not lay on us the yoke of too long Fear and Wonder | P |
Rudyard Kipling
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