Evening Brings Us Home Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCCDCEF GGHHEF HIHCCEF JJFFEF GGFFEF KKFFEF CCCCEF LMLFFEF HHFFEF CCCHHEF NNFFEF

Evening brings us homeA
From our wanderings afarB
From our multifarious laboursC
From the things that fret and jarB
From the highways and the bywaysC
From the hill tops and the valesC
From the dust and heat of city streetD
And the joys of lonesome trailsC
Evening brings us home at lastE
To TheeF
-
From plough and hoe and harrow from the burden of the dayG
From the long and lonely furrow in the stiff reluctant clayG
From the meads where streams are purlingH
From the moors where mists are curlingH
Evening brings us home at lastE
To rest and warmth and TheeF
-
From the pastures where the white lambs to their dams are ever cryingH
From the byways where the Night lambs ThyI
Love are crucifyingH
From the labours of the lowlandsC
From the glamour of the glowlandsC
Evening brings us home at lastE
To the fold and rest and TheeF
-
From the Forests of Thy Wonder where the mighty giants growJ
Where we cleave Thy works asunder and lay the mighty lowJ
From the jungle and the prairieF
From the realms of fact and faerieF
Evening brings us home at lastE
To rest and cheer and TheeF
-
From our wrestlings with the spectres of the dim and dreary wayG
From the vast heroic chances of the never ending frayG
From the Mount of High EndeavourF
In the hope of Thy For EverF
Evening brings us home at lastE
To trust and peace and TheeF
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From our toilings and our moilings from the quest of daily breadK
From the worship of our idols and the burying of our deadK
Like children worn and wearyF
With the way so long and drearyF
Evening brings us home at lastE
To rest and love and TheeF
-
From our journeyings oft and many over strange and stormy seasC
From our search the wide world over for the larger libertiesC
From our labours vast and variousC
With our harvestings precariousC
Evening brings us home at lastE
To safety rest and TheeF
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From the yet untrodden No Lands where we sought Thy secrets outL
From the blizzards of the Nightlands and theM
blazing White Lands' droughtL
From the undiscovered countryF
Where our IS is yet to beF
Evening brings us home at lastE
To welcome cheer and TheeF
-
From the temples of our living all empurpled with Thy givingH
From the warp of life thick threaded with the gold of Thine inweavingH
From the days so full of splendourF
From the visions rare and tenderF
Evening brings us home at lastE
To quiet rest in TheeF
-
From the Dim Lands from the Grim LandsC
from the Lands of High EmpriseC
From the Lands of Disillusion to the Truth that never diesC
With rejoicing and with singingH
Each his rightful sheaves home bringingH
Evening brings us all at lastE
To Harvest Home with TheeF
-
From the fields of fiery trying where our bravest and our bestN
By their living and their dying their souls' high faith attestN
From these dread red fields of sorrowF
From the fight for Thy To morrowF
Evening brings each one at lastE
To GOD'S own Peace in TheeF

William Arthur Dunkerley (john Oxenham)



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