Happy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBC ADEDE AFGHG IJKJK JLILI IMNMN IOPOP IQRQR NSNSN NTUTU NVWVX NYNYN NZA2ZA2 IB2NB2 IC2NC2N IIUIU ID2E2D2E2 IEF2EF2 NG2H2G2H2 NNI2NI2 NCC2CC2 NJ2K2J2K2 NL2HL2H IM2G2M2G2 IN2IN2I IO2P2O2P2 IQ2G2Q2G2

IA
Why wail you pretty plover and what is it that you fearB
Is he sick your mate like mine have you lost him is he fledC
And there the heron rises from his watch beside the mereB
And flies above the leper's hut where lives the living deadC
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IIA
Come back nor let me know it would he live and die aloneD
And has he not forgiven me yet his over jealous brideE
Who am and was and will be his his own and only ownD
To share his living death with him die with him side by sideE
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IIIA
Is that the leper's hut on the solitary moorF
Where noble Ulric dwells forlorn and wears the leper's weedG
The door is open He is he standing at the doorH
My soldier of the Cross it is he and he indeedG
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IVI
My roses will he take them now mine his from off the treeJ
We planted both together happy in our marriage mornK
O God I could blaspheme for he fought Thy fight for TheeJ
And Thou hast made him leper to compass him with scornK
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VJ
Hast spared the flesh of thousands the coward and the baseL
And set a crueller mark than Cain's on him the good and braveI
He sees me waves me from him I will front him face to faceL
You need not wave me from you I would leap into your graveI
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VII
My warrior of the Holy Cross and of the conquering swordM
The roses that you cast aside once more I bring you theseN
No nearer do you scorn me when you tell me O my lordM
You would not mar the beauty of your bride with your diseaseN
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VIII
You say your body is so foul then here I stand apartO
Who yearn to lay my loving head upon your leprous breastP
The leper plague may scale my skin but never taint my heartO
Your body is not foul to me and body is foul at bestP
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VIIII
I loved you first when young and fair but now I love you mostQ
The fairest flesh at last is filth on which the worm will feastR
This poor rib grated dungeon of the holy human ghostQ
This house with all its hateful needs no cleaner than the beastR
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IXN
This coarse diseaseful creature which in Eden was divineS
This Satan haunted ruin this little city of sewersN
This wall of solid flesh that comes between your soul and mineS
Will vanish and give place to the beauty that enduresN
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XN
The beauty that endures on the Spiritual heightT
When we shall stand transfigured like Christ on Hermon hillU
And moving each to music soul in soul and light in lightT
Shall flash thro' one another in a moment as we willU
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XIN
Foul foul the word was yours not mine I worship that right handV
Which fell'd the foes before you as the woodman fells the woodW
And sway'd the sword that lighten'd back the sun of Holy landV
And clove the Moslem crescent moon and changed it into bloodX
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XIIN
And once I worshipt all too well this creature of decayY
For Age will chink the face and Death will freeze the supplest limbsN
Yet you in your mid manhood O the grief when yesterdayY
They bore the Cross before you to the chant of funeral hymnsN
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XIIIN
'Libera me Domine ' you sang the Psalm and whenZ
The Priest pronounced you dead and flung the mould upon your feetA2
A beauty came upon your face not that of living menZ
But seen upon the silent brow when life has ceased to beatA2
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XIVI
'Libera nos Domino' you knew not one was thereB2
Who saw you kneel beside your bier and weeping scarce could seeN
May I come a little nearer I that heard and changed the prayerB2
And sang the married 'nos' for the solitary 'me '-
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XVI
My beauty marred by you by you so be it All is wellC2
If I lose it and myself in the higher beauty yoursN
My beauty lured that falcon from his eyry on the fellC2
Who never caught one gleam of the beauty which enduresN
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XVII
The Count who sought to snap the bond that link'd us life to lifeI
Who whisper'd me 'your Ulric loves' a little nearer stillU
He hiss'd 'Let us revenge ourselves your Ulric woos my wife'I
A lie by which he thought he could subdue me to his willU
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XVIII
I knew that you were near me when I let him kiss my browD2
Did he touch me on the lips I was jealous anger'd vainE2
And I meant to make you jealous Are you jealous of me nowD2
Your pardon O my love if I ever gave you painE2
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XVIIII
You never once accused me but I wept alone and sigh'dE
In the winter of the Present for the summer of the PastF2
That icy winter silence how it froze you from your brideE
Tho' I made one barren effort to break it at the lastF2
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XIXN
I brought you you remember these roses when I knewG2
You were parting for the war and you took them tho' you frown'dH2
You frown'd and yet you kiss'd them All at once the trumpet blewG2
And you spurr'd your fiery horse and you hurl'd them to the groundH2
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XXN
You parted for the Holy War without a word to meN
And clear myself unask'd not I My nature was too proudI2
And him I saw but once again and far away was heN
When I was praying in a storm the crash was long and loudI2
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XXIN
That God would ever slant His bolt from falling on your headC
Then I lifted up my eyes he was coming down the fellC2
I clapt my hands The sudden fire from Heaven had dash'd him deadC
And sent him charr'd and blasted to the deathless fire of HellC2
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XXIIN
See I sinn'd but for a moment I repented and repentJ2
And trust myself forgiven by the God to whom I kneelK2
A little nearer Yes I shall hardly be contentJ2
Till I be leper like yourself my love from head to heelK2
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XXIIIN
O foolish dreams that you that I would slight our marriage oathL2
I held you at that moment even dearer than beforeH
Now God has made you leper in His loving care for bothL2
That we might cling together never doubt each other moreH
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XXIVI
The Priest who join'd you to the dead has join'd our hands of oldM2
If man and wife be but one flesh let mine be leprous tooG2
As dead from all the human race as if beneath the mouldM2
If you be dead then I am dead who only live for youG2
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XXVI
Would Earth tho' hid in cloud not be follow'd by the MoonN2
The leech forsake the dying bed for terror of his lifeI
The shadow leave the Substance in the brooding light of noonN2
Or if I had been the leper would you have left the wifeI
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XXVII
Not take them Still you wave me off poor roses must I goO2
I have worn them year by year from the bush we both had setP2
What fling them to you well that were hardly gracious NoO2
Your plague but passes by the touch A little nearer yetP2
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XXVIII
There there he buried you the Priest the Priest is not to blameQ2
He joins us once again to his either office trueG2
I thank him I am happy happy Kiss me In the nameQ2
Of the everlasting God I will live and die with YouG2

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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