Two Easter Stanzas Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CCDDBBEEFFGHIIJJ A K LLL MMNNOOPPQQRREESSTT| I | A |
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| The Hope of the Resurrection | B |
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| Though I have watched so many mourners weep | C |
| O'er the real dead in dull earth laid asleep | C |
| Those dead seemed but the shadows of my days | D |
| That passed and left me in the sun's bright rays | D |
| Now though you go on smiling in the sun | B |
| Our love is slain and love and you were one | B |
| You are the first you I have known so long | E |
| Whose death was deadly a tremendous wrong | E |
| Therefore I seek the faith that sets it right | F |
| Amid the lilies and the candle light | F |
| I think on Heaven for in that air so clear | G |
| We two may meet confused and parted here | H |
| Ah when man's dearest dies 'tis then he goes | I |
| To that old balm that heals the centuries' woes | I |
| Then Christ's wild cry in all the streets is rife | J |
| I am the Resurrection and the Life | J |
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| II | A |
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| We meet at the Judgment and I fear it Not | K |
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| Though better men may fear that trumpet's warning | L |
| I meet you lady on the Judgment morning | L |
| With golden hope my spirit still adorning | L |
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| Our God who made you all so fair and sweet | M |
| Is three times gentle and before his feet | M |
| Rejoicing I shall say The girl you gave | N |
| Was my first Heaven an angel bent to save | N |
| Oh God her maker if my ingrate breath | O |
| Is worth this rescue from the Second Death | O |
| Perhaps her dear proud eyes grow gentler too | P |
| That scorned my graceless years and trophies few | P |
| Gone are those years and gone ill deeds that turned | Q |
| Her sacred beauty from my songs that burned | Q |
| We now as comrades through the stars may take | R |
| The rich and arduous quests I did forsake | R |
| Grant me a seraph guide to thread the throng | E |
| And quickly find that woman soul so strong | E |
| I dream that in her deeply hidden heart | S |
| Hurt love lived on though we were far apart | S |
| A brooding secret mercy like your own | T |
| That blooms to day to vindicate your throne | T |
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