A Tale Of True Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDD EFEFGG HIHIHH JKJKLL MDMDNN OPOPQQ ERERSS TUTUEE BVBVWW XLXVYY HHHHV XDXDZZ A2B2A2B2C2C2 D2E2D2BD2D2 BA2BA2II F2E2F2E2G2G2 VE2V D2D2 VD2VD2H2I2 BD2BD2J2J2 BK2BK2D2D2 D2VD2VD2D2 HL2HL2E2E2 D2L2D2L2D2D2 BL2BL2A2A2 VVVVD2D2 HHHHD2D2 D2A2D2A2VV D2A2D2A2M2M2 VL2VL2D2D2| Not in the mist of legendary ages | A |
| Which in sad moments men call long ago | B |
| And people with bards heroes saints and sages | C |
| And virtues vanished since we do not know | B |
| But here to day wherein we all grow old | D |
| But only we this Tale of True Love will be told | D |
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| For Earth to tender wisdom grows not older | E |
| But to young hearts remains for ever young | F |
| Spring no less winsome Winter winds no colder | E |
| Than when tales first were told songs first were sung | F |
| And all things always still remain the same | G |
| That touch the human heart and feed Love's vestal flame | G |
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| And if you have ears to hear and eyes for seeing | H |
| Maidens there be as were there in your youth | I |
| That round you breathe and move and have their being | H |
| Fair as Greek Helen pure as Hebrew Ruth | I |
| With Heaven appointed poets quick to sing | H |
| Of blameless warrior brave and wisdom counselled king | H |
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| And tho' in this our day youth love and beauty | J |
| Are far too often glorified as slave | K |
| Of every sense except the sense of Duty | J |
| In fables that dishonour and deprave | K |
| The old world Creeds still linger taught us by | L |
| The pious lips that mute now in the churchyard lie | L |
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| And this true simple tale in verse as simple | M |
| Will from its prelude to its close be told | D |
| As free from artifice as is the dimple | M |
| In childhood's cheek whereby is age consoled | D |
| And haply it may soothe some sufferer's lot | N |
| When noisier notes are husht and newer ones forgot | N |
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| And think not of your graciousness I pray you | O |
| Who tells the tale is one of those who deem | P |
| That love will beckon only to betray you | O |
| Life an illusion happiness a dream | P |
| Only that noble grief is happier far | Q |
| Than transitory lusts and feverish raptures are | Q |
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| It was the season when aggressive Winter | E |
| That had so long invested the sealed world | R |
| With frosts that starve and hurricanes that splinter | E |
| And rain hail blizzard mercilessly hurled | R |
| Made one forlorn last effort to assail | S |
| Ere Spring's relieving spears came riding on the gale | S |
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| For Amazonian March with breast uncovered | T |
| Blew loud her clarion and the wintry host | U |
| Took courage fresh and lingeringly hovered | T |
| Round vale and hill wherever needed most | U |
| And ever and anon the raging weather | E |
| And wolfish winds re formed and onward swept together | E |
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| Loud bellowing to the thunder clouds to follow | B |
| But all in vain for here there everywhere | V |
| Primrose battalions seizing ridge and hollow | B |
| Dingle and covert wind flowers wild that dare | V |
| Beyond their seeming bluebells without sound | W |
| And scentless violets peeped to spring up from the ground | W |
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| And covering their advance swift scouring showers | X |
| Gathering dispersing skirmished through the sky | L |
| Till squadrons of innumerable flowers | X |
| Thronged through the land far as you could descry | V |
| Then Winter smitten with despair and dread | Y |
| Folded his fluttering tents sounded retreat and fled | Y |
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| Whereat the land so long beleaguered seeing | H |
| The peril past and Winter's iron ring | H |
| Broken and all his cohorts norward fleeing | H |
| Came forth to welcome and embrace the Spring | H |
| Spring the Deliverer and from sea and shore | V |
| Rose the rejoicing shout See April dawns once more '' | - |
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| Radiant she came attended by her zephyrs | X |
| And forth from dusky stall and hurdled fold | D |
| Poured lowing kine and sleeky coated heifers | X |
| To roam at will through pastures green and gold | D |
| Where unweaned lambs from morning until night | Z |
| Raced round their nibbling dams and frolicked with delight | Z |
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| High up on larch and cypress merle and mavis | A2 |
| Vociferated love lays sweet as strong | B2 |
| And the bird dear to Homer and to Hafiz | A2 |
| Proclaimed the joy of sadness all night long | B2 |
| Vowed each new Spring more Spring like than the last | C2 |
| And triumphed over Time futile iconoclast | C2 |
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| Then imperceptibly and slowly rounded | D2 |
| Slim girlish April into maiden May | E2 |
| Whereat still louder everywhere resounded | D2 |
| The cuckoo's call and throstle's roundelay | B |
| It was as though in meadow chase and wood | D2 |
| God made the world anew and saw that it was good | D2 |
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| Then feudal Avoncourt the stern and stately | B |
| Whose dawn deep hidden in undated days | A2 |
| Not like those palaces erected lately | B |
| Whose feet swift crumble and whose face decays | A2 |
| Defieth Time's insatiable tooth | I |
| Relaxed grave gaze and wore the countenance of youth | I |
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| It had beheld kings and proud empires vanish | F2 |
| Male sceptres shattered princedoms pass away | E2 |
| Norman Plantagenet Lombard Swabian Spanish | F2 |
| Rise rule then totter and topple from their sway | E2 |
| York and Lancastrian Rose unfold and bloom | G2 |
| Then canker and decay and vanish in the tomb | G2 |
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| It faces the four winds with like demeanour | V |
| Norward as Southernward as though to say | E2 |
| Blow from some other stronger and still keener | V |
| Wherefrom you will and I will face that way '' | - |
| And round it as you roam to gaze perplexed | D2 |
| Each side seems loveliest till you look upon the next | D2 |
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| Its present seeming unto ages Tudor | V |
| It owes by unnamed unknown hands designed | D2 |
| Who planned and worked amid a folk deemed ruder | V |
| But who with grace enduring strength combined | D2 |
| Like sturdy oak with all its leaves still on | H2 |
| When foliage from elm and sycamore have gone | I2 |
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| Upon its delicate lofty jutting portal | B |
| Imaginative minds and hands have wrought | D2 |
| Of dead artificers once deemed immortal | B |
| From Southern climes by kings and magnates brought | D2 |
| When architects and sculptors smiled in scorn | J2 |
| On plain defensive days and called the world reborn | J2 |
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| But time hath mellowed mullion roof and gable | B |
| Stone work without and wainscotting within | K2 |
| And nigh them oaken timbered barn and stable | B |
| Lowlier withal of countenance akin | K2 |
| Cluster for in times olden meek and proud | D2 |
| Being nearer much than now their kinship was avowed | D2 |
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| From it slope woodlands and long alleys shaded | D2 |
| Saving that all around it and more near | V |
| Stretches wild chase by ploughshare uninvaded | D2 |
| Where roam rough cattle and unherded deer | V |
| That look up as you pass from brackened sod | D2 |
| Then flee with step as fleet as that whereon they trod | D2 |
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| Through vale below from many a source unfailing | H |
| A river flows where deft hands cast the line | L2 |
| Well stocked with wary trout and bolder grayling | H |
| Through smooth fat pastures dotted o'er with kine | L2 |
| League after league the water winds away | E2 |
| Oft turning as though loth from Avoncourt to stray | E2 |
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| It was in the sweet season that hath ravished | D2 |
| The virgin heart since ever love began | L2 |
| A maiden upon whom had Nature lavished | D2 |
| Each fair gift given to maiden or to man | L2 |
| Roamed all alone through windings of its wood | D2 |
| Seeking the way to where Avoncourt haply stood | D2 |
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| Onward in search of it she went but slowly | B |
| For who could hasten through so fresh a scene | L2 |
| With violets paved the lovelier because lowly | B |
| And pallid primroses on ground of green | L2 |
| While overhead each bird that hath a voice | A2 |
| Seemed in its own blithe notes to revel and rejoice | A2 |
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| And ever and anon she gazed around her | V |
| Or knelt to gather some appealing flower | V |
| And to dear God the Father and the Founder | V |
| Of all things good the all protecting Power | V |
| Breathed a brief prayer of thanks within her breast | D2 |
| Feeling she roamed in Heaven on earth made manifest | D2 |
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| Sometimes she broke into spontaneous singing | H |
| Such as fond nurse to fretful babe might sing | H |
| Whose close as sudden is as its beginning | H |
| Herself she seemed a portion of the Spring | H |
| Which if she went would lose the chiefest part | D2 |
| Of that which charms the gaze and captivates the heart | D2 |
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| At length she passed from out these paths embowered | D2 |
| To where meek does young fawns and shaggy beeves | A2 |
| Ranged amid bracken but the House that towered | D2 |
| Full nigh at hand for intercepting leaves | A2 |
| She still descried not so advancing under | V |
| An arch of hornbeam stood in husht astonied wonder | V |
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| For there it rose as silent and abstracted | D2 |
| As though it nothing shared or had to say | A2 |
| With those that shadow like have lived and acted | D2 |
| Upon the stage we call our later day | A2 |
| From passing passions thoughtfully aloof | M2 |
| Through age not pride without lamenting or reproof | M2 |
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| Then slowly timid tentative explorer | V |
| Longing to see yet dreading to be seen | L2 |
| Asudden living figure rose before her | V |
| Of manly mould and meditative mien | L2 |
| Modern withal with air of ancient port | D2 |
| As if the same blood | D2 |
Alfred Austin
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