Easter Sunday, 1916 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACADEEEFE FBDDBGBGDB BBHI CCJJJBHB BBDDDKKLLDG BBEB JCGMCBBB| The sun shone white and fair | A |
| This Eastertide | B |
| Yet all its sweetness seemed but to deride | B |
| Our souls' despair | A |
| For stricken hearts and loss and pain | C |
| Were everywhere | A |
| We sang our Alleluias | D |
| We said The Christ is risen | E |
| From this His earthly prison | E |
| The Christ indeed is risen | E |
| He is gone up on high | F |
| To the perfect peace of heaven | E |
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| Then with a sigh | F |
| We wondered | B |
| Our minds evolved grim hordes of huns | D |
| Our bruised hearts sank beneath the guns | D |
| On our very souls they thundered | B |
| Can you wonder Can you wonder | G |
| That we wondered | B |
| As we heard the huns' guns thunder | G |
| That we looked in one another's eyes | D |
| And wondered | B |
| - | |
| Is Christ indeed then risen from the dead | B |
| Hath He not rather fled | B |
| For ever from a world where He | H |
| Meets such contumely | I |
| - | |
| Our hearts were sick with pain | C |
| As they beat the sad refrain | C |
| How shall the Lord Christ come again | J |
| How can the Lord Christ come again | J |
| Nay will He come again | J |
| Is He not surely fled | B |
| For ever from a world where He | H |
| Is still so buffeted | B |
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| But the day's glory all forbade | B |
| Such depth of woe Came to our aid | B |
| The sun the birds the springing things | D |
| The winging things the singing things | D |
| And taught us this | D |
| After each Winter cometh Spring | K |
| God's hand is still in everything | K |
| His mighty purposes are sure | L |
| His endless love doth still endure | L |
| And will not cease nor know remiss | D |
| Despite man's forfeiture | G |
| - | |
| The Lord is risen indeed | B |
| In very truth and deed | B |
| The Lord is risen is risen is risen | E |
| He will supply our need | B |
| - | |
| So we took heart again | J |
| And built us refuges from pain | C |
| Within His coverture | G |
| Strong towers of Love and Hope and Faith | M |
| That shall maintain | C |
| Our souls' estate | B |
| Too high and great | B |
| For even Death to violate | B |
William Arthur Dunkerley (john Oxenham)
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