Dies Irae Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGAAHHII CCDDJJKKLMNNOOPPFFQQ RRNNSSTTJUHHNNAAKKVV WX| On that great that awful day | A |
| This vain world shall pass away | A |
| Thus the sibyl sang of old | B |
| Thus hath holy David told | B |
| There shall be a deadly fear | C |
| When the Avenger shall appear | C |
| And unveiled before his eye | D |
| All the works of man shall lie | D |
| Hark to the great trumpet's tones | E |
| Pealing o'er the place of bones | E |
| Hark it waketh from their bed | F |
| All the nations of the dead | F |
| In a countless throng to meet | G |
| At the eternal judgment seat | G |
| Nature sickens with dismay | A |
| Death may not retain its prey | A |
| And before the Maker stand | H |
| All the creatures of his hand | H |
| The great book shall be unfurled | I |
| Whereby God shall judge the world | I |
| What was distant shall be near | C |
| What was hidden shall be clear | C |
| To what shelter shall I fly | D |
| To what guardian shall I cry | D |
| Oh in that destroying hour | J |
| Source of goodness Source of power | J |
| Show thou of thine own free grace | K |
| Help unto a helpless race | K |
| Though I plead not at thy throne | L |
| Aught that I for thee have done | M |
| Do not thou unmindful be | N |
| Of what thou hast borne for me | N |
| Of the wandering of the scorn | O |
| Of the scourge and of the thorn | O |
| Jesus hast thou borne the pain | P |
| And hath all been borne in vain | P |
| Shall thy vengeance smite the head | F |
| For whose ransom thou hast bled | F |
| Thou whose dying blessing gave | Q |
| Glory to a guilty slave | Q |
| Thou who from the crew unclean | R |
| Didst release the Magdalene | R |
| Shall not mercy vast and free | N |
| Evermore be found in thee | N |
| Father turn on me thine eyes | S |
| See my blushes hear my cries | S |
| Faint though be the cries I make | T |
| Save me for thy mercy's sake | T |
| From the worm and from the fire | J |
| From the torments of thine ire | U |
| Fold me with the sheep that stand | H |
| Pure and safe at thy right hand | H |
| Hear thy guilty child implore thee | N |
| Rolling in the dust before thee | N |
| Oh the horrors of that day | A |
| When this frame of sinful clay | A |
| Starting from its burial place | K |
| Must behold thee face to face | K |
| Hear and pity hear and aid | V |
| Spare the creatures thou hast made | V |
| Mercy mercy save forgive | W |
| Oh who shall look on thee and live | X |
Thomas Babbington Macaulay
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