In The Garden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCC BDD BEE BFF BGGHHII BJJ BKL BMM BA BAN ON BPP BQQRS BR BAATT BT

Aylmer's Garden near the Lake LAURENCE RABY and ESTELLEA
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HeB
Come to the bank where the boat is moor'd to the willow tree lowC
Bertha the baby won't notice Brian the blockhead won't knowC
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SheB
Bertha is not such a baby sir as you seem to supposeD
Brian a blockhead he may be more than you think for he knowsD
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HeB
This much at least of your brother from the beginning he knewE
Somewhat concerning that other made such a fool of by youE
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SheB
Firmer those bonds were and faster Frank was my spaniel my slaveF
You you would fain be my master mark you the difference is graveF
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HeB
Call me your spaniel your starling take me and treat me as theseG
I would be anything darling aye whatsoever you pleaseG
Brian and Basil are punting leave them their dice and their wineH
Bertha is butterfly hunting surely one hour shall be mineH
See I have done with all duty see I can dare all disgraceI
Only to look at your beauty feasting my eyes on your faceI
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SheB
Look at me aye till your eyes ache How let me ask will it endJ
Neither for your sake nor my sake but for the sake of my friendJ
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HeB
Is she your friend then I own it this is all wrong and the restK
Frustra sed anima monet caro quod fortius estL
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SheB
Not quite so close Laurence Raby not with your arm round my waistM
Something to look at I may be nothing to touch or to tasteM
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HeB
Wilful as ever and wayward why did you tempt me EstelleA
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SheB
You misinterpret each stray word you for each inch take an ellA
Lightly all laws and ties trammel me I am warn'd for all thatN
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He asideO
Perhaps she will swallow her camel when she has strained at her gnatN
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SheB
Therefore take thought and consider weigh well as I do the wholeP
You for mere beauty a bidder say would you barter a soulP
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HeB
Girl That may happen but this is after this welcome the worstQ
Blest for one hour by your kisses let me be evermore curs'dQ
Talk not of ties to me reckless here every tie I discardR
Make me your girdle your necklaceS
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SheB
Laurence you kiss me too hardR
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HeB
Aye 'Tis the road to Avernus n'est ce pas vrai donc ma belleA
There let them bind us or burn us mais le jeu vaut la chandelleA
Am I your lord or your vassal Are you my sun or my torchT
You when I look at you dazzle yet when I touch you you scorchT
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SheB
Yonder are Brian and Basil watching us fools from the porchT

Adam Lindsay Gordon



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