No Name Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAC ADAD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLML NONO PDPD QLQR SGSG ESES BTBT SGSG

A stone upon her heart and headA
But no name written on that stoneB
Sweet neighbours whisper low insteadA
This sinner was a loving one Mrs BrowningC
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'Tis a nameless stone that stands at your headA
The gusts in the gloomy gorges whirlD
Brown leaves and red till they cover your bedA
Now I trust that your sleep is a sound one girlD
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I said in my wrath when his shadow cross'dE
From your garden gate to your cottage doorF
What does it matter for one soul lostE
Millions of souls have been lost beforeF
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Yet I warn'd you ah but my words came trueG
Perhaps some day you will find him outH
He who was not worthy to loosen your shoeG
Does his conscience therefore prick him I doubtH
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You laughed and were deaf to my warning voiceI
Blush'd and were blind to his cloven hoofJ
You have had your chance you have taken your choiceI
How could I help you standing aloofJ
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He has prosper'd well with the world he saysK
I am mad if so and if he be saneL
I at least give God thanksgiving and praiseM
That there lies between us one difference plainL
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You in your beauty above me bentN
In the pause of a wild west country ballO
Spoke to me touched me without intentN
Made me your servant for once and allO
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Light laughter rippled your rose red lipP
And you swept my cheek with a shining curlD
That stray'd from your shoulder's snowy tipP
Now I pray that your sleep is a sound one girlD
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From a long way off to look at your charmsQ
Made my blood run redder in every veinL
And he he has held you long in his armsQ
And has kiss'd you over and over againR
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Is it well that he keeps well out of my wayS
If we met he and I we alone we twoG
Would I give him one moment's grace to prayS
Not I for the sake of the soul he slewG
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A life like a shuttlecock may be toss'dE
With the hand of fate for a battledoreS
But it matters much for your sweet soul lostE
As much as a million souls and moreS
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And I know that if here or there aloneB
I found him fairly and face to faceT
Having slain his body I would slay my ownB
That my soul to Satan his soul might chaseT
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He hardens his heart in the public wayS
Who am I I am but a nameless churlG
But God will put all things straight some dayS
Till then may your sleep be a sound one girlG

Adam Lindsay Gordon



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