To The Memory Of Mrs. Ewing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDE FGFGHI JKJKLL HMHMNN AOAOPP DQDQRR STSTUD NVNVWW XYXYZZ A2BA2BII

Written After Perusing The Interesting Memoir Composed By Her Husband The Rev Greville EwingA
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Daughter of Scotland may a stranger twineB
One cypress wreath around thy honoured urnC
Yet when I meditate on faith like thineB
I feel my breast with sacred ardour burnC
Deep admiration checks the starting tearD
Such drops would stain a Ewing's holy bierE
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Death was to thee a messenger of loveF
He met thee in the path thy Saviour trodG
Bearing this blessed mandate from aboveF
Come happy spirit come away to GodG
Thy works of piety on earth are o'erH
Plume thy bright wing to reach the heavenly shoreI
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Calm was thy exit from this troubled sceneJ
Pain from thy lips no hasty murmurs wrungK
With brow unruffled and with mind sereneJ
Thy Saviour's praise employed thy faltering tongueK
And though no kindling raptures marked thy flightL
Thy faith unshaken showed that all was rightL
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Those who beheld thee in the burning hourH
When fever raged in every throbbing veinM
Oft shall recount the parting struggle o'erH
The scene on memory's tablets long retainM
Each gracious word each kindly glance that toldN
The Christian's love ere that warm heart was coldN
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Thy memory is a pure and holy thingA
Embalmed and treasured in the hearts of thoseO
Who saw thee like an angel ministeringA
The precious balm that softens human woesO
Thou didst not hide thy talent in the dustP
Anxious that all should own the same high trustP
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Deeply concerned that other realms should shareD
Those blessed promises so dear to theeQ
That messengers of mercy should declareD
Glad tidings far beyond thy native seaQ
Thy bounteous spirit compassed land and waveR
To send redemption to the soil bound slaveR
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But not to foreign realms and climes aloneS
Didst thou confine a Christian's sacred zealT
With all a mother's fondness for thine ownS
The deep devotion faith alone could feelT
'Twas thine the drooping penitent to cheerU
And wipe from sorrow's eyes the gushing tearD
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And like the faithful saints and priests of oldN
Thou with thy honoured partner didst go forthV
Exploring barren heath and mountain holdN
Far through the isles and highlands of the northV
To teach the Gospel in each rocky glenW
And bless with Scripture truths unlearned menW
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Thy zeal was felt along the rugged wildX
Heard round the hearth where pious maidens meetY
And matrons oft shall tell the rosy childX
Twining its wilding garlands at their feetY
To bless her name who conquering selfish prideZ
Sought them on foot to tell how Jesus diedZ
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Daughter of Scotland when her bards shall traceA2
The noble deeds of thy illustrious lineB
Thy sainted name a fairer page shall graceA2
A brighter wreath for thee the minstrel twineB
Than ever crowned thy warlike sires of yoreI
Than history ever gave or genius woreI

Susanna Moodie



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