God-forgotten Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ BKBK LMNM OPOP QFQF RSRS TUTU PBPBI towered far and lo I stood within | A |
nbsp nbsp nbsp The presence of the Lord Most High | B |
Sent thither by the sons of earth to win | A |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Some answer to their cry | B |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp The Earth say'st thou The Human race | C |
nbsp nbsp nbsp By Me created Sad its lot | D |
Nay I have no remembrance of such place | C |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Such world I fashioned not | D |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp O Lord forgive me when I say | E |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Thou spak'st the word and mad'st it all | F |
The Earth of men let me bethink me Yea | E |
nbsp nbsp nbsp I dimly do recall | F |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Some tiny sphere I built long back | G |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Mid millions of such shapes of mine | H |
So named It perished surely not a wrack | G |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Remaining or a sign | H |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp It lost my interest from the first | I |
nbsp nbsp nbsp My aims therefor succeeding ill | J |
Haply it died of doing as it durst | I |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Lord it existeth still | J |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Dark then its life For not a cry | B |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Of aught it bears do I now hear | K |
Of its own act the threads were snapt whereby | B |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Its plaints had reached mine ear | K |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp It used to ask for gifts of good | L |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Till came its severance self entailed | M |
When sudden silence on that side ensued | N |
nbsp nbsp nbsp And has till now prevailed | M |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp All other orbs have kept in touch | O |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Their voicings reach me speedily | P |
Thy people took upon them overmuch | O |
nbsp nbsp nbsp In sundering them from me | P |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp And it is strange though sad enough | Q |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Earth's race should think that one whose call | F |
Frames daily shining spheres of flawless stuff | Q |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Must heed their tainted ball | F |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp But say'st thou 'tis by pangs distraught | R |
nbsp nbsp nbsp And strife and silent suffering | S |
Deep grieved am I that injury should be wrought | R |
nbsp nbsp nbsp Even on so poor a thing | S |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Thou should'st have learnt that Not to Mend | T |
nbsp nbsp nbsp For Me could mean but Not to Know | U |
Hence Messengers and straightway put an end | T |
nbsp nbsp nbsp To what men undergo | U |
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Homing at dawn I thought to see | P |
nbsp nbsp nbsp One of the Messengers standing by | B |
Oh childish thought Yet oft it comes to me | P |
nbsp nbsp nbsp When trouble hovers nigh | B |
Thomas Hardy
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