I Heard Immanuel Singing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CD EFGH BI JEKLKMNON PQRQSFTF UEVWVEXCX YZA2ZCMCM JCB2C2B2PED2E E2F2GF2G2G2EG2 H2D2ED2I2J2WJ2 UEK2LK2BCMB2JL2M2PM2 L2N2EN2L2N2EN2

The poem shows the Master with his work done singing to free his heartA
in HeavenB
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This poem is intended to be half said half sung very softlyC
to the well known tuneD
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Last night I lay a sleepingE
There came a dream so fairF
I stood in Old JerusalemG
Beside the temple there etcH
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Yet this tune is not to be fitted on arbitrarily It is here givenB
to suggest the manner of handling rather than determine itI
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To be sungJ
I heard Immanuel singingE
Within his own good landsK
I saw him bend above his harpL
I watched his wandering handsK
Lost amid the harp stringsM
Sweet sweet I heard him playN
His wounds were altogether healedO
Old things had passed awayN
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All things were new but musicP
The blood of David ranQ
Within the Son of DavidR
Our God the Son of ManQ
He was ruddy like a shepherdS
His bold young face how fairF
Apollo of the silver bowT
Had not such flowing hairF
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To be read very softly but in spirited responseU
I saw Immanuel singingE
On a tree girdled hillV
The glad remembering branchesW
Dimly echoed stillV
The grand new song proclaimingE
The Lamb that had been slainX
New built the Holy CityC
Gleamed in the murmuring plainX
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The crowning hours were overY
The pageants all were pastZ
Within the many mansionsA2
The hosts grown still at lastZ
In homes of holy mysteryC
Slept long by crooning springsM
Or waked to peaceful gloryC
A universe of KingsM
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To be sungJ
He left his people happyC
He wandered free to sighB2
Alone in lowly friendshipC2
With the green grass and the skyB2
He murmured ancient musicP
His red heart burned to singE
Because his perfect conquestD2
Had grown a weary thingE
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No chant of gilded triumphE2
His lonely song was madeF2
Of Art's deliberate freedomG
Of minor chords arrayedF2
In soft and shadowy colorsG2
That once were radiant flowersG2
The Rose of Sharon bleedingE
In Olive shadowed bowersG2
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And all the other rosesH2
In the songs of East and WestD2
Of love and war and worshippingE
And every shield and crestD2
Of thistle or of lotusI2
Or sacred lily wroughtJ2
In creeds and psalms and palacesW
And temples of white thoughtJ2
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To be read very softly yet in spirited responseU
All these he sang half smilingE
And weeping as he smiledK2
Laughing talking to his harpL
As to a new born childK2
As though the arts forgottenB
But bloomed to prophecyC
These careless fearless harp stringsM
New crying in the skyB2
To be sungJ
When this his hour of sorrowL2
For flowers and Arts of menM2
Has passed in ghostly musicP
I asked my wild heart thenM2
What will he sing to morrowL2
What wonder all his ownN2
Alone set free rejoicingE
With a green hill for his throneN2
What will he sing to morrowL2
What wonder all his ownN2
Alone set free rejoicingE
With a green hill for his throneN2

Vachel Lindsay



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