The Passionate Man's Pilgrimage Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDE FCFCGGHHIIJJKLKLMMLL LL LLNNLL OOPPLLLLLLQRLLLLLLSS TTUUGive me my scallop shell of quiet | A |
My staff of faith to walk upon | B |
My scrip of joy immortal diet | A |
My bottle of salvation | C |
My gown of glory hope's true gage | D |
And thus I'll take my pilgrimage | E |
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Blood must be my body's balmer | F |
No other balm will there be given | C |
Whilst my soul like a white palmer | F |
Travels to the land of heaven | C |
Over the silver mountains | G |
Where spring the nectar fountains | G |
And there I'll kiss | H |
The bowl of bliss | H |
And drink my eternal fill | I |
On every milken hill | I |
My soul will be a dry before | J |
But after it will ne'er thirst more | J |
And by the happy blissful way | K |
More peaceful pilgrims I shall see | L |
That have shook off their gowns of clay | K |
And go apparelled fresh like me | L |
I'll bring them first | M |
To slake their thirst | M |
And then to taste those nectar suckets | L |
At the clear wells | L |
Where sweetness dwells | L |
Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets | L |
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And when our bottles and all we | L |
Are fill'd with immortality | L |
Then the holy paths we'll travel | N |
Strew'd with rubies thick as gravel | N |
Ceilings of diamonds sapphire floors | L |
High walls of coral and pearl bowers | L |
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From thence to heaven's bribeless hall | O |
Where no corrupted voices brawl | O |
No conscience molten into gold | P |
Nor forg'd accusers bought and sold | P |
No cause deferr'd nor vain spent journey | L |
For there Christ is the king's attorney | L |
Who pleads for all without degrees | L |
And he hath angels but no fees | L |
When the grand twelve million jury | L |
Of our sins and sinful fury | L |
'Gainst our souls black verdicts give | Q |
Christ pleads his death and then we live | R |
Be thou my speaker taintless pleader | L |
Unblotted lawyer true proceeder | L |
Thou movest salvation even for alms | L |
Not with a bribed lawyer's palms | L |
And this is my eternal plea | L |
To him that made heaven earth and sea | L |
Seeing my flesh must die so soon | S |
And want a head to dine next noon | S |
Just at the stroke when my veins start and spread | T |
Set on my soul an everlasting head | T |
Then am I ready like a palmer fit | U |
To tread those blest paths which before I writ | U |
Sir Walter Raleigh
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