The Turf Shall Be My Fragrant Shrine. (air.--stevenson.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJK LLDD MMNN| The turf shall be my fragrant shrine | A |
| My temple LORD that Arch of thine | A |
| My censer's breath the mountain airs | B |
| And silent thoughts my only prayers | B |
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| My choir shall be the moonlight waves | C |
| When murmuring homeward to their caves | C |
| Or when the stillness of the sea | D |
| Even more than music dreams of Thee | D |
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| I'll seek by day some glade unknown | E |
| All light and silence like thy Throne | E |
| And the pale stars shall be at night | F |
| The only eyes that watch my rite | F |
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| Thy Heaven on which 'tis bliss to look | G |
| Shall be my pure and shining book | G |
| Where I shall read in words of flame | H |
| The glories of thy wondrous name | H |
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| I'll read thy anger in the rack | I |
| That clouds awhile the day beam's track | I |
| Thy mercy in the azure hue | J |
| Of sunny brightness breaking thro' | K |
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| There's nothing bright above below | L |
| From flowers that bloom to stars that glow | L |
| But in its light my soul can see | D |
| Some feature of thy Deity | D |
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| There's nothing dark below above | M |
| But in its gloom I trace thy Love | M |
| And meekly wait that moment when | N |
| Thy touch shall turn all bright again | N |
Thomas Moore
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