Death Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACC DEFDGG HIJHKK LMMLNO PQQPRR HSSHOO NTTNUU VWWVXX YZZYA2A2 B2EC2B2D2D2

If days should pass without a written wordA
To tell me of thy welfare and if daysB
Should lengthen out to weeks until the mazeB
Of questioning fears confused me and I heardA
Life sounds as echoes and one came and saidC
After these weeks of waiting He is deadC
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Though the quick sword had found the vital partD
And the life blood must mingle with the tearsE
I think that as the dying soldier hearsF
The cries of victory and feels his heartD
Surge with his country's triumph hour I couldG
Hope bravely on and feel that God was goodG
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I could take up my thread of life againH
And weave my pattern though the colors wereI
Faded forever Though I might not dareJ
Dream often of thee I should know that whenH
Death came to thee upon thy lips my nameK
Lingered and lingers ever without blameK
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Aye lingers ever Though we may not knowL
Much that our spirits crave yet is it givenM
To us to feel that in the waiting HeavenM
Great souls are greater and if God bestowL
A mighty love He will not let it dieN
Through the vast ages of eternityO
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But if some day the bitter knowledge sweptP
Down on my life bearing my treasured freightQ
To founder on the shoals of scorn what FateQ
Smiling with awful irony had keptP
Till life grew sweeter that my god was clayR
That 'neath thy strength a lurking weakness layR
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That thou whom I had deemed a man of menH
Faulty as great men are but with no taintS
Of baseness with those faults that shew the saintS
Of after days perhaps wert even thenH
When first I loved thee but a spreading treeO
Whose leaves shewed not its roots' deformityO
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I should not weep for there are wounds that lieN
Too deep for tears and Death is but a friendT
Who loves too dearly and the parting endT
Of Love's joy day a paltry pain a cryN
To God then peace beside the torturing griefU
When honor dies and trust and soul's beliefU
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Travellers have told that in the Java islesV
The upas tree breathes its dread vapor outW
Into the air there needs no hand aboutW
Its branches for the poison's deadly wilesV
To work a strong man's hurt for there is deathX
Envenomed noisome in his every breathX
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So would I breathe thy poison in my soulY
Till all that had been wholesome pure and trueZ
Shewed its decay and stained and wasted grewZ
Though sundered as the distant Northern PoleY
From his far sister I should bear thy blightA2
Upon me as I passed into the nightA2
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Didst dream thy truth and honor meant so muchB2
To me Dear Heart Oh I am full of tearsE
To night of longing love and foolish fearsC2
Would I might see thee know thy tender touchB2
For Time is long and though I may not willD2
To question Fate I am a woman stillD2

Sophie M. (almon) Hensley



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