At Mass Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH| No doubt to morrow I will hide | A |
| My face from you my King | B |
| Let me rejoice this Sunday noon | C |
| And kneel while gray priests sing | B |
| - | |
| It is not wisdom to forget | D |
| But since it is my fate | E |
| Fill thou my soul with hidden wine | F |
| To make this white hour great | E |
| - | |
| My God my God this marvelous hour | G |
| I am your son I know | H |
| Once in a thousand days your voice | I |
| Has laid temptation low | H |
Vachel Lindsay
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