Adam: A Sacred Drama. Act 2. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Now let us garlands weave | B |
Of all the fairest flowers | C |
Now at this early dawn | D |
For new made man and his companion dear | E |
Let all with festive joy | F |
And with melodious song | G |
Of the great Architect | H |
Applaud this noblest work | I |
And speak the joyous sound | J |
Man is the wonder both of Earth and Heaven | K |
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FIRST Angel | L |
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Your warbling now suspend | M |
You pure angelic progeny of God | N |
Behold the labour emulous of Heaven | K |
Behold the woody scene | O |
Decked with a thousand flowers of grace divine | P |
Here man resides here ought he to enjoy | F |
In his fair mate eternity of bliss | Q |
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SECOND Angel | L |
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How exquisitely sweet | R |
This rich display of flowers | C |
This airy wild of fragrance | S |
So lovely to the eye | T |
And to the sense so sweet | R |
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THIRD Angel | L |
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O the sublime Creator | U |
How marvellous his works and more his power | U |
Such is the sacred flame | V |
Of his celestial love | W |
Not able to confine it in himself | X |
He breathed as fruitful sparks | Y |
From his creative breast | Z |
The Angels Heaven Man Woman and the World | A2 |
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FOURTH Angel | L |
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Yes mighty Lord yes hallowed love divine | P |
Who ever in thyself completely blest | Z |
Unconscious of a want | B2 |
Who from thyself alone and at thy will | C2 |
Bright with beignant flames | D2 |
Without the aid of matter or of form | E2 |
By efficacious power | U |
Hast of mere nothing formed | F2 |
The whole angelic host | G2 |
With potency endowed | H2 |
And that momentous gift | I2 |
Either by sin to fall | J2 |
Or by volition stand | K2 |
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FIFTH Angel | L |
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Hence our Almighty Maker | U |
To render us more worthy of his Heaven | K |
And to confirm us in eternal grace | L2 |
Presented to our homage | M2 |
The pure Incarnate Word | N2 |
That as a recompense for hallowed toil | O2 |
So worthily achieved | P2 |
We might adore him humble | L |
For there's a written law | Q2 |
In the records of Heaven | K |
That not a work of God that breathes and lives | R2 |
And is endowed with reason | K |
Shall hold a seat in Heaven | K |
If it incline not first with holy zeal | S2 |
In tender adoration to the Word | N2 |
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SIXTH Angel | L |
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Justly each Spirit in the realms above | W |
And all of mortal race | L2 |
And every foe to Heaven | K |
Should bow the knee in reverence of the Word | N2 |
Since this is he whom from eternity | T2 |
God in the awful depth | U2 |
Of his sublime and fruitful mind produced | V2 |
He is not accident but substance true | W2 |
As rare as perfect and as truly great | X2 |
As his high Author holy and divine | P |
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SEVENTH Angel | L |
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This living Word image express of God | N |
Is a resemblance of his mighty substance | S |
Whence he is called the Son the Son of God | N |
Even as the Father God | N |
The generated Word | N2 |
By generation yields not unto time | Y2 |
Since from eternity the eternal Father | U |
Produced his Son whence he rejoices there | Z2 |
Great offspring of great Father there for ever | U |
For ever he is born | A3 |
There he is fed and fostered | N2 |
With plenitude of grace | L2 |
Imparted by his Sire | U |
There was the Father ever and the Son | K |
Was ever at his side or in the Father | U |
Nor younger is the Son | K |
Than his Almighty Sire | U |
Nor elder is the Father | U |
Than his eternal Son | K |
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EIGHTH Angel | L |
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O Son O Sire O God O Man O Word | N2 |
Let all with bended knee | T2 |
With humble adoration reverence you | W2 |
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NINTH Angel | L |
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O Lucifer now doomed to endless pain | B3 |
Hadst thou been joined with us | C3 |
In worship of the Word | N2 |
How hadst thou now been blessed in thy God | N |
But thou in pride alone yes thou alone | D3 |
In thy great wisdom foolish | E3 |
Hast scorned the Paragon | F3 |
And wouldst not reverence the Incarnate God | N |
Whence by thy folly thou hast fallen as far | G3 |
As thy proud soul expected to ascend | M |
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TENTH Angel | L |
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Monster of fierceness dwell | H3 |
In thy obscure recess | I3 |
And for thy weighty crime | Y2 |
Incessant feel and infinite thy pain | B3 |
For infinite has been thy vast offence | I3 |
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ELEVENTH Angel | L |
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Reside for ever in the deep abyss | I3 |
For well the world's eternal Master knows | I3 |
Again to fill those high celestial seats | I3 |
That by your ruin you have vacant left | J3 |
Behold man fashioned from the earth who lives | I3 |
Like plants that vegetate | X2 |
See in a moment's space | I3 |
How the pure breath of life | K3 |
Breathed on his visage by the power divine | P |
Endows the wondrous creature with a soul | L3 |
A pure immortal soul | L3 |
That graced and lovely with exalted powers | I3 |
Shines the great faithful image of its God | N |
Behold it has the gift to merit highly | T2 |
The option to deserve or heaven or hell | H3 |
In free will perfect as the first of angels | I3 |
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TWELFTH Angel | L |
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Yes man alone was formed in just derision | K |
Of all the infernal host | G2 |
As lord of this fair world and all that lives | I3 |
The ornament of all | J2 |
The miracle of nature | U |
The perfect heir of heaven | K |
Related to the angels | I3 |
Adopted son of God | N |
And semblance of the Holy Trinity | T2 |
What couldst thou hope for more what more attain | B3 |
Creature miraculous | I3 |
In whom the eternal Lord | M3 |
Has now vouchsafed in signalise his power | U |
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THIRTEENTH Angel | L |
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How singular and worthy is his form | E2 |
Upright in stature meek in dignity | T2 |
Well fashioned are his limbs and his complexion | K |
Well tempered with a high majestic brow | N3 |
A brow turned upward to his native sky | T |
In language eloquent in thought sublime | Y2 |
For contemplation of his Maker formed | F2 |
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FOURTEENTH Angel | L |
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Placed in a state of innocence is man | O3 |
Primeval justice is his blessed gift | I2 |
Hence are his senses to his reason subject | H |
His body to his mind | P3 |
Enjoying reason as his prime endowment | Q3 |
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FIFTEENTH Angel | L |
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Supernal love held him too highly dear | E |
To let him dwell alone | D3 |
And thence of lovely woman | K |
Fair faithful aid bestowed on man the gift | I2 |
Adam 'tis thine alone | D3 |
To keep thy duty to thy Lord unstained | R3 |
In his command of the forbidden fruit | S3 |
Thy gift of freedom keep inviolate | T3 |
And though he fashioned thee without thy aid | U3 |
Think not without thy aid he means to save thee | T2 |
But since descending from the heights of heaven | K |
We come as kind attendants upon man | O3 |
Now let us haste to Eden's flowery banks | I3 |
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ALL THE ANGELS SING | A |
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Now take we happy flight | V3 |
To Paradise adorned with fairest flowers | I3 |
There let us almost worship | W3 |
The mighty lord of this transcendent world | A2 |
And joyous let us sing | A |
This flowery heaven and Adam as its God | N |
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SCENE II | X3 |
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Adam O mighty Lord of mighty things sublime | Y2 |
O my supreme Creator | U |
O bounteous in thy love | W |
To me thy humble servant such rare blessings | I3 |
With liberal hand thou givest | N |
Where'er I turn my eyes | I3 |
I see myself revered | N |
Approach ye animals that range the field | N |
And ye now close your variegated wings | I3 |
Ye pleasing birds in me you look on Adam | Y3 |
On him ordained to name | V |
All things that gracious God has made for man | O3 |
And praise with justice praise | I3 |
Him who created me who made you all | J2 |
And in his bounteous love with me rejoice | I3 |
But what do I behold blest that I am | Z3 |
My dear my sweet companion | K |
Who comes to hail me with a gift of flowers | I3 |
And with these sylvan honours crown my brow | N3 |
Go stately lion go and thou with scales | I3 |
Impenetrable armed | N |
Rhinoceros whose pride can strike to earth | A4 |
The unconquered elephant | N |
Thou fiery courser bound along the fields | I3 |
And with thy neighing shake the echoing vale | B4 |
Thou camel and all here or beast or bird | N |
Retire in homage to approaching Eve | B |
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Eve Oh what delight more dear | E |
Than that which Adam in my sight enjoys | I3 |
Draws him far off from me Ye tender flowers | I3 |
Where may I find on you | W2 |
The traces of his step | C4 |
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Lurcone See man and woman hide thyself and watch | D4 |
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Adam No more fatigue my eyes | I3 |
Nor with thy animated glances dart | N |
Such radiance lightning round | N |
Turn the clear Heaven of thy serener face | I3 |
To him who loves its light | N |
See thy beloved Adam | Y3 |
Behold him my sweet love | W |
O thou who art alone | D3 |
Joy of the world and dear delight of man | O3 |
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Lurcone Dread the approach of evil | L |
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Guliar Dread the deceit of hell | H3 |
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Eve By sovereign content | N |
I feel my tongue enchained | N |
But though my voice be mute | N |
My countenance may seem more eloquent | N |
Expressing though in silence all my joy | F |
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Adam O my companion dear | E |
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Lurcone And soon perchance thy foe | E4 |
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Adam O thou my sweetest life | K3 |
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Guliar Perchance thy bitter death | F4 |
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Eve Take gentle Adam from my hand these flowers | I3 |
With these my gift let me entwine thy locks | I3 |
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Adam Ye lilies and ye shrubs of showy hue | W2 |
Jasmine as ivory pure | G4 |
Ye spotless graces of the shining field | N |
And thou most lovely rose | I3 |
Of tint most delicate | N |
William Cowper
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