The Gate Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCDEFAGG HHIJKLLMM NOMPMQMMRR IISSTUVJMMRR IWXOQYZMMRR A2B2XC2D2MMRR E2F2EG2MRQQMMRR H2I2I2J2K2MMMRR L2L2L2L2L2L2 NL2VVD2D2 ZM2L2N2M2L2 A2L2L2O2L2P2N2L2L2L2 L2L2L2L2L2| A little child shall lead them | A |
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| I trod an arduous way but came at last | B |
| To where the city walls rose fair and white | C |
| Above the darkening plain a goodly sight | C |
| And eagerly while yet a great way off | D |
| My eyes did seek the Gates the Great White Gates | E |
| That close not ever day or night but stand | F |
| Wide as the love of Christ that opened them | A |
| But nought could I discern of gate or breach | G |
| The wall stood flawless far as eye could reach | G |
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| But when I drew in closer to the wall | H |
| I saw a lowly portal strait and small | H |
| So small a man might hardly enter there | I |
| Low browed and shadowed and close pressed to earth | J |
| A very needle's eye scarce visible | K |
| I looked and wondered Could this trivial way | L |
| Be the sole entrance to the light of day | L |
| And as I stood perplext a clear voice cried | M |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | M |
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| And while I stood in doubt there came along | N |
| One of earth's mighty ones a conqueror | O |
| Of Kings He looked for gates that should swing wide | M |
| To meet his high estate and welcome him | P |
| He stood and gazed then raised his voice and cried | M |
| My work on earth is done I would within | Q |
| And from the City wall the voice replied | M |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | M |
| He stood perplext then set himself to wait | R |
| Till Might should help him to discern the Gate | R |
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| Another came a man of mind so rare | I |
| He scarce had breathed the common earthly air | I |
| Knowledge was his and wisdom so profound | S |
| All things he knew in heaven and earth No bound | S |
| To his accomplishment until he sought | T |
| The great wide opened Gate and found it not | U |
| He stood perplext and then cried wearily | V |
| Pray give me entrance I am done with earth | J |
| And from the City wall the clear voice cried | M |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | M |
| He looked in vain then set himself to wait | R |
| Till Wisdom should direct him to the gate | R |
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| I saw a woman come noble and fair | I |
| And pure of heart and in her goodly deeds | W |
| More richly robed than Fashion's fairest queen | X |
| And to myself I said Surely for her | O |
| A way will open that she may go in | Q |
| She said no word but stood and looked upon | Y |
| The shining walls with eyes that answering shone | Z |
| And from the City wall the clear voice cried | M |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | M |
| She looked in vain then set herself to wait | R |
| Till Love should help her to discern the Gate | R |
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| And one there came with clear keen face a Judge | A2 |
| Of men on earth and famed for fearless truth | B2 |
| His robes were stainless and his heart was clean | X |
| Entrance I crave he cried to well earned rest | C2 |
| And mercy tempered justice and no more | D2 |
| And from the City wall the clear voice cried | M |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | M |
| He looked in vain then set himself to wait | R |
| Till Judgment should direct him to the Gate | R |
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| And one there came sad eyed his brow still raw | E2 |
| From pressure of an earthly crown He too | F2 |
| Sought glorious entrance through wide opened gates | E |
| And stood perplext He had borne well his part | G2 |
| And served his people and his God and died | M |
| The Martyr's death and yet he found no gate | R |
| I fain would rest he cried My life has been | Q |
| One ceaseless striving I would enter in | Q |
| And from the City wall the clear voice cried | M |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | M |
| Perplext he stood then set himself to wait | R |
| Till Patient Waiting should discern the Gate | R |
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| And one who had had riches beyond most | H2 |
| And yet subserved them to his Master's good | I2 |
| Came searching for the heavenly gates and stood | I2 |
| Amazed to find no opening in the walls | J2 |
| I gave of all I had he cried and held | K2 |
| Nought as my own yet entrance is denied | M |
| And from the City wall the clear voice cried | M |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | M |
| He stood perplext then set himself to wait | R |
| Till Charity should point him to the Gate | R |
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| And many more there were who entrance craved | L2 |
| And sought the Great White Gates and stood perplext | L2 |
| And ever from within the clear voice cried | L2 |
| Come Enter in The Gate is open wide | L2 |
| They sought in vain and set themselves to wait | L2 |
| Till Light was given them to discern the Gate | L2 |
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| And then a child in white came carolling | N |
| Along the arduous road we all had trod | L2 |
| He stopped and looked then laughed with childish glee | V |
| Why wait ye here without Come follow me | V |
| And passed scarce bending through the lowly door | D2 |
| We heard his singing him we saw no more | D2 |
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| The woman stooped and looked with eyes that shone | Z |
| Into the doorway where the child had gone | M2 |
| Then loosed her robes and dropped and in a shift | L2 |
| Of pure white samite on her hands and knees | N2 |
| She crept into the doorway and was gone | M2 |
| And we stood gazing at the way she went | L2 |
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| And one by one they followed First the Judge | A2 |
| Laid by his robes and bowed him to the ground | L2 |
| And followed where the little child had led | L2 |
| And he whose brow had borne that weighty crown | O2 |
| Bent low and followed where the little child had led | L2 |
| And he who knew so much of earthly things | P2 |
| Discarded them and on his hands and knees | N2 |
| Crept through the doorway where the little child had led | L2 |
| And he of riches laid him in the dust | L2 |
| And followed where the little child had led | L2 |
| And last of all the War Lord cast aside | L2 |
| His victor's wreaths and all his pomp and pride | L2 |
| And followed where the little child had led | L2 |
| And groping through my fears I bowed my head | L2 |
| And followed where the little child had led | L2 |
William Arthur Dunkerley (john Oxenham)
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