The Hearth Eternal Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEGHEHIJKJLMNM DOPOQRKRSTUTVWXWYZWZ| There dwelt a widow learned and devout | A |
| Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill | B |
| Three sons she had who went to find the world | C |
| They promised to return but wandered still | B |
| The cities used them well they won their way | D |
| Rich gifts they sent to still their mother's sighs | E |
| Worn out with honors and apart from her | F |
| They died as many a self made exile dies | E |
| The mother had a hearth that would not quench | G |
| The deathless embers fought the creeping gloom | H |
| She said to us who came with wondering eyes | E |
| This is a magic fire a magic room | H |
| The pine burned out but still the coals glowed on | I |
| Her grave grew old beneath the pear tree shade | J |
| And yet her crumbling home enshrined the light | K |
| The neighbors peering in were half afraid | J |
| Then sturdy beggars needing fagots came | L |
| One at a time and stole the walls and floor | M |
| They left a naked stone but how it blazed | N |
| And in the thunderstorm it flared the more | M |
| And now it was that men were heard to say | D |
| This light should be beloved by all the town | O |
| At last they made the slope a place of prayer | P |
| Where marvellous thoughts from God came sweeping down | O |
| They left their churches crumbling in the sun | Q |
| They met on that soft hill one brotherhood | R |
| One strength and valor only one delight | K |
| One laughing brooding genius great and good | R |
| Now many gray haired prodigals come home | S |
| The place out flames the cities of the land | T |
| And twice born Brahmans reach us from afar | U |
| With subtle eyes prepared to understand | T |
| Higher and higher burns the eastern steep | V |
| Showing the roads that march from every place | W |
| A steady beacon o'er the weary leagues | X |
| At dead of night it lights the traveller's face | W |
| Thus has the widow conquered half the earth | Y |
| She who increased in faith though all alone | Z |
| Who kept her empty house a magic place | W |
| Has made the town a holy angel's throne | Z |
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