Psalm Civ Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACC DEFEGG HIHJKK LMLMBB NONPQQ RSRSTT LULVWX YZYZA2A2 LB2LB2VU A2C2A2C2D2D2 E2CE2CF2F2 F2F2how boundless is thy might | A |
Whose throne of state is cloath'd with glorious rays | B |
And round about hast robed thyself with light | A |
Who like a curtain hast the heavens displayed | C |
And in the watry roofs thy chambers laid | C |
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Whose chariots are the thickned clouds above | D |
Who walkst upon the winged winds below | E |
At whose command the airy spirits move | F |
And fiery meteors their obedience show | E |
Who on this base the earth didst firmly found | G |
And mad'st the deep to circumvent it round | G |
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The waves that rise would drown the highest hill | H |
But at thy check they flie and when they hear | I |
Thy thundering voice they post to do thy will | H |
And bound their furies in their proper sphere | J |
Where surging floods and valing ebbs can tell | K |
That none beyond thy marks must sink or swell | K |
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Who hath dispos'd but thou the winding way | L |
Where springs down from their steepy crags do beat | M |
At which both fostered beasts their thirsts allay | L |
And the wild asses come to quench their heat | M |
Where birds resort and in their kind thy praise | B |
Among the branches chant in warbling lays | B |
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The mounts are vvatred from thy dwelling place | N |
The barns and meads are fill'd for man and beast | O |
Wine glacis the heart and oyl adorns the face | N |
And bread the staff whereon our strength doth rest | P |
Nor shrubs alone feel thy sufficing hand | Q |
But even the cedars that so proudly stand | Q |
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So have the fowls their sundry seats to breed | R |
The ranging stork in stately beeches dwells | S |
The climbing goats on hills securely feed | R |
The mining coneys shroud in rocky cells | S |
Nor can the heavenly lights their course forget | T |
The moon her turns or sun his times to set | T |
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Thou mak'st the night to over vail the day | L |
Then savage beasts creep from the silent wood | U |
Then lions' whelps lie roaring for their prey | L |
And at thy powerful hand demand their food | V |
Who when at morn they all recouch again | W |
Then toyling man till eve pursues his pain | X |
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O Lord when on thy various works we look | Y |
How richly furnish'd is the earth we tread | Z |
Where in the fair contents of Nature's book | Y |
We may the wonders of thy wisdom read | Z |
Nor earth alone but lo the sea so wide | A2 |
Where great and small a world of creatures glide | A2 |
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There go the ships that furrow out their way | L |
Yea thereof whales enormous sights we see | B2 |
Which yet have scope among the rest to play | L |
And all do wait for their support on thee | B2 |
Who hast assigned each thing his proper food | V |
And in due season dost dispense thy good | U |
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They gather when thy gifts thou dost divide | A2 |
Their stores abound if thou thy hand enlarge | C2 |
Confused they are when thou thy beams dost hide | A2 |
In dust resolved if thou their breath discharge | C2 |
Again when thou of life renewst the seeds | D2 |
The withered fields revest their cheerfull weeds | D2 |
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Be ever gloried here thy sovereign name | E2 |
That thou mayst smile on all which thou hast made | C |
Whose frown alone can shake this earthly frame | E2 |
And at whose touch the hills in smoak shall vade | C |
For me may while I breathe both harp and voice | F2 |
In sweet indictment of thy hymns rejoyce | F2 |
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Let sinners fail let all profaneness cease | F2 |
His praise my soul his praise shall be thy peace | F2 |
Sir Henry Wotton
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