Maud: A Monodrama (part Ii, Excerpt) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G H I F H J J B J K J L M J M N M O F O P O P F O Q R S R Q Q P S Q P Q P S T U V V U T J U T J U T E W C W C W X Y Z X Y Z A2 B2 C2 D2 B2 E2 B2 J X F2 X G2 X H2 I2 Q J2 H2 H2 H2 H2 K2 K2 J K2 K2 J L2 L2 L2 J| A | |
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| O that 'twere possible | B |
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| After long grief and pain | C |
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| To find the arms of my true love | D |
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| Round me once again | E |
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| When I was wont to meet her | F |
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| In the silent woody places | G |
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| By the home that gave me birth | H |
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| We stood tranced in long embraces | I |
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| Mixt with kisses sweeter sweeter | F |
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| Than anything on earth | H |
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| A shadow flits before me | J |
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| Not thou but like to thee | J |
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| Ah Christ that it were possible | B |
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| For one short hour to see | J |
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| The souls we loved that they might tell us | K |
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| What and where they be | J |
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| It leads me forth at evening | L |
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| It lightly winds and steals | M |
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| In a cold white robe before me | J |
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| When all my spirit reels | M |
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| At the shouts the leagues of lights | N |
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| And the roaring of the wheels | M |
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| Half the night I waste in sighs | O |
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| Half in dreams I sorrow after | F |
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| The delight of early skies | O |
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| In a wakeful doze I sorrow | P |
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| For the hand the lips the eyes | O |
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| For the meeting of the morrow | P |
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| The delight of happy laughter | F |
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| The delight of low replies | O |
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| 'Tis a morning pure and sweet | Q |
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| And a dewy splendour falls | R |
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| On the little flower that clings | S |
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| To the turrets and the walls | R |
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| 'Tis a morning pure and sweet | Q |
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| And the light and shadow fleet | Q |
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| She is walking in the meadow | P |
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| And the woodland echo rings | S |
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| In a moment we shall meet | Q |
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| She is singing in the meadow | P |
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| And the rivulet at her feet | Q |
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| Ripples on in light and shadow | P |
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| To the ballad that she sings | S |
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| So I hear her sing as of old | T |
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| My bird with the shining head | U |
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| My own dove with the tender eye | V |
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| But there rings on a sudden a passionate cry | V |
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| There is some one dying or dead | U |
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| And a sullen thunder is roll'd | T |
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| For a tumult shakes the city | J |
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| And I wake my dream is fled | U |
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| In the shuddering dawn behold | T |
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| Without knowledge without pity | J |
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| By the curtains of my bed | U |
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| That abiding phantom cold | T |
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| Get thee hence nor come again | E |
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| Mix not memory with doubt | W |
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| Pass thou deathlike type of pain | C |
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| Pass and cease to move about | W |
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| 'Tis the blot upon the brain | C |
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| That will show itself without | W |
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| Then I rise the eave drops fall | X |
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| And the yellow vapours choke | Y |
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| The great city sounding wide | Z |
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| The day comes a dull red ball | X |
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| Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke | Y |
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| On the misty river tide | Z |
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| Thro' the hubbub of the market | A2 |
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| I steal a wasted frame | B2 |
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| It crosses here it crosses there | C2 |
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| Thro' all that crowd confused and loud | D2 |
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| The shadow still the same | B2 |
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| And on my heavy eyelids | E2 |
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| My anguish hangs like shame | B2 |
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| Alas for her that met me | J |
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| That heard me softly call | X |
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| Came glimmering thro' the laurels | F2 |
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| At the quiet evenfall | X |
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| In the garden by the turrets | G2 |
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| Of the old manorial hall | X |
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| Would the happy spirit descend | H2 |
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| From the realms of light and song | I2 |
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| In the chamber or the street | Q |
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| As she looks among the blest | J2 |
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| Should I fear to greet my friend | H2 |
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| Or to say quot Forgive the wrong quot | H2 |
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| Or to ask her quot Take me sweet | H2 |
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| To the regions of thy rest quot | H2 |
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| But the broad light glares and beats | K2 |
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| And the shadow flits and fleets | K2 |
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| And will not let me be | J |
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| And I loathe the squares and streets | K2 |
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| And the faces that one meets | K2 |
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| Hearts with no love for me | J |
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| Always I long to creep | L2 |
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| Into some still cavern deep | L2 |
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| There to weep and weep and weep | L2 |
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| My whole soul out to thee | J |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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