The Ring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDC EFGF HIJI KLML NCOC PB Q RC STUV WNV JXXYZA2B2XC2D2JIE2F2 A2 G2F2B SH2 S I2 V J2A2 K2L2 CM2N2 O2P2Q2V R2A S2T2 U2V2 W2 SX2Y2Z2TV Z2Z2A3JVIZ2 B3UZ2I2 C3 Z2 V SD3 E3Z Z2 F3G3H3A3 I3 J3K3CL3D3VWM3N3O3Z2P 3L3Q3 I2 Z2 R3AZ2 S3T3Z2 Z2U3WWA AJ E3V3M3D3Z2 M3WA3I2W3 X3Y3WZ2K3Z2Z3 WZ2 Z2S3 A3T3F3A3S2WZ2BWA4B4E 3W Z2T3 WB T2K2Z2C4D4D4Z2Z2CWW E4X Z2WA3V3W M3Z2 Z2WA3AWF4 WJZWWG4WAH4U2WAI4WV3 M3W A3H4 WWWA3 WA3 AF3WB3WM3AWWU2WWD2A3 WK2Z2R2J4MK4A3L4WMWW AA3WT2 WM3L4W AI2W U2 A3WM4AYZ2Z2 U2 A3WA3A3WZ2T2WJD4M3 Z2Z2N4Z2Z2A3W A3M3Z3W Z2Q3WF3A3WP3Z2O4Z2WE 4V2A3JU2WB3WZ2WB4WMZ 2WA3 WZ2WA3A3P4W WZ2F3WB2A3WA3WQ4A3WT 3WE4R4Z2Z2WZ2WZ2A3Z2 WXI2U2WR3WA3Y3B3WU2Z 2T2E3Z2WA3M3WU2AA3AW T2T2Z2JB3Z2I4A3B3B3A A3A3WZ2Z2Z2U2WA3Z2K4 Z3 WA3WZ2WT2C4 W Z2A3 WU2Z2B3A3T2WB3Z2Z2WI 2 M3AWZ2Z2A3U2A3Z2 A3T3XWS4AB3Z2B3 Z2 W Z2 A3WN4M4B3 W W Z2AB3W A3A3F2M3A3M3Z2Z2T4Z2 Z3A3Z2WZ2 U2JMiriam singing | A |
Mellow moon of heaven | B |
Bright in blue | C |
Moon of married hearts | D |
Hear me you | C |
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Twelve times in the year | E |
Bring me bliss | F |
Globing Honey Moons | G |
Bright as this | F |
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Moon you fade at times | H |
From the night | I |
Young again you grow | J |
Out of sight | I |
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Silver crescent curve | K |
Coining soon | L |
Globe again and make | M |
Honey Moon | L |
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Shall not my love last | N |
Moon with you | C |
For ten thousand years | O |
Old and new | C |
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Father And who was he with such love drunken eyes | P |
They made a thousand honey moons of one | B |
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Miriam The prophet of his own my Hubert his | Q |
The words and mine the setting 'Air and Words ' | - |
Said Hubert when I sang the song 'are bride | R |
And bridegroom ' Does it please you | C |
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Father Mainly child | S |
Because I hear your Mother's voice in yours | T |
She why you shiver tho' the wind is west | U |
With all the warmth of summer | V |
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Miriam Well I felt | W |
On a sudden I know not what a breath that past | N |
With all the cold of winter | V |
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Father muttering to himself Even so | J |
The Ghost in Man the Ghost that once was Man | X |
But cannot wholly free itself from Man | X |
Are calling to each other thro' a dawn | Y |
Stranger than earth has ever seen the veil | Z |
Is rending and the Voices of the day | A2 |
Are heard across the Voices of the dark | B2 |
No sudden heaven nor sudden hell for man | X |
But thro' the Will of One who knows and rules | C2 |
And utter knowledge is but utter love | D2 |
onian Evolution swift or slow | J |
Thro' all the Spheres an ever opening height | I |
An ever lessening earth and she perhaps | E2 |
My Miriam breaks her latest earthly link | F2 |
With me to day | A2 |
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Miriam You speak so low what is it | G2 |
Your 'Miriam breaks' is making a new link | F2 |
Breaking an old one | B |
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Father No for we my child | S |
Have been till now each other's all in all | H2 |
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Miriam And you the lifelong guardian of the child | S |
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Father I and one other whom you have not known | I2 |
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Miriam And who what other | V |
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Father Whither are you bound | J2 |
For Naples which we only left in May | A2 |
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Miriam No father Spain but Hubert brings me home | K2 |
With April and the swallow Wish me joy | L2 |
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Father What need to wish when Hubert weds in you | C |
The heart of Love and you the soul of Truth | M2 |
In Hubert | N2 |
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Miriam Tho' you used to call me once | O2 |
The lonely maiden Princess of the wool | P2 |
Who meant to sleep her hundred summers out | Q2 |
Before a kiss should wake her | V |
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Father Ay but now | R2 |
Your fairy Prince has found you take this ring | A |
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Miriam 'Io t'amo' and these diamonds beautiful | S2 |
'From Walter ' and for me from you then | T2 |
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Father Well | U2 |
One Way for Miriam | V2 |
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Miriam Miriam am I not | W2 |
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Father This ring bequeath'd you by your mother child | S |
Was to be given you such her dying wish | X2 |
Given on the morning when you came of age | Y2 |
Or on the day you married Both the days | Z2 |
Now close in one The ring is doubly yours | T |
Why do you look so gravely at the tower | V |
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Miriam I never saw it yet so all ablaze | Z2 |
With creepers crimsoning to the pinnacles | Z2 |
As if perpetual sunset linger'd there | A3 |
And all ablaze too in the lake below | J |
And how the birds that circle round the tower | V |
Are cheeping to each other of their flight | I |
To summer lands | Z2 |
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Father And that has made you grave | B3 |
Fly care not Birds and brides must leave the nest | U |
Child I am happier in your happiness | Z2 |
Than in mine own | I2 |
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Miriam It is not that | C3 |
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Father What else | Z2 |
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Miriam That chamber in the tower | V |
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Father What chamber child | S |
Your nurse is here | D3 |
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Miriam My Mother's nurse and mine | E3 |
She comes to dress me in my bridal veil | Z |
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Father What did she say | Z2 |
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Miriam She said that you and I | F3 |
Had been abroad for my poor health so long | G3 |
She fear'd I had forgotten her and I ask'd | H3 |
About my Mother and she said 'Thy hair | A3 |
Is golden like thy Mother's not so fine ' | - |
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Father What then what more | I3 |
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Miriam She said perhaps indeed | J3 |
She wander'd having wander'd now so far | K3 |
Beyond the common date of death that you | C |
When I was smaller than the statuette | L3 |
Of my dear Mother on your bracket here | D3 |
You took me to that chamber in the tower | V |
The topmost a chest there by which you knelt | W |
And there were books and dresses left to me | M3 |
A ring too which you kiss'd and I she said | N3 |
I babbled Mother Mother as I used | O3 |
To prattle to her picture stretcht'd my hands | Z2 |
As if I saw her then a woman came | P3 |
And caught me from my nurse I hear her yet | L3 |
A sound of anger like a distant storm | Q3 |
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Father Garrulous old crone | I2 |
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Miriam Poor nurse | Z2 |
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Father I bad her keep | R3 |
Like a seal'd book all mention of the ring | A |
For I myself would tell you all to day | Z2 |
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Miriam 'She too might speak to day ' she mumbled Still | S3 |
I scarce have learnt the title of your book | T3 |
But you will turn the pages | Z2 |
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Father Ay to day | Z2 |
I brought you to that chamber on your third | U3 |
September birthday with your nurse and felt | W |
An icy breath play on me while I stoopt | W |
To take and kiss the ring | A |
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Miriam This very ring | A |
Io t'amo | J |
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Father Yes for some wild hope was mine | E3 |
That in the misery of my married life | V3 |
Miriam your Mother might appear to me | M3 |
She came to you not me The storm you hear | D3 |
Far off is Muriel your stepmother's voice | Z2 |
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Miriam Vext that you thought my Mother came to me | M3 |
Or at my crying 'Mother ' or to find | W |
My Mother's diamonds hidden from her there | A3 |
Like worldly beauties in the Cell not shown | I2 |
To dazzle all that see them | W3 |
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Father Wait a while | X3 |
Your Mother and step mother Miriam Erne | Y3 |
And Muriel Erne the two were cousins lived | W |
With Muriel's mother on the down that sees | Z2 |
A thousand squares of corn and meadow far | K3 |
As the gray deep a landscape which your eyes | Z2 |
Have many a time ranged over when a babe | Z3 |
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Miriam I climb'd the hill with Hubert yesterday | W |
And from the thousand squares one silent voice | Z2 |
Came on the wind and seem'd to say 'Again ' | - |
We saw far off an old forsaken house | Z2 |
Then home and past the ruin'd mill | S3 |
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Father And there | A3 |
I found these cousins often by the brook | T3 |
For Miriam sketch'd and Muriel threw the fly | F3 |
The girls of equal age but one was fair | A3 |
And one was dark and both were beautiful | S2 |
No voice for either spoke within my heart | W |
Then for the surface eye that only doats | Z2 |
On outward beauty glancing from the one | B |
To the other knew not that which pleased it most | W |
The raven ringlet or the gold but both | A4 |
Were dowerless and myself I used to walk | B4 |
This Terrace morbid melancholy mine | E3 |
And yet not mine the hall the farm the field | W |
For all that ample woodland whisper'd 'debt ' | - |
The brook that feeds this lakelet murmur'd 'debt ' | - |
And in yon arching avenue of old elms | Z2 |
Tho' mine not mine I heard the sober rook | T3 |
And carrion crow cry ' Mortgage ' | - |
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Miriam Father's fault | W |
Visited on the children | B |
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Father Ay but then | T2 |
A kinsman dying stummon'd me to Rome | K2 |
He left me wealth and while I journey'd hence | Z2 |
And saw the world fly by me like a dream | C4 |
And while I communed with my truest self | D4 |
I woke to all of truest in myself | D4 |
Till in the gleam of those mid summer dawns | Z2 |
The form of Muriel faded and the face | Z2 |
Of Miriam grew upon me till I knew | C |
And past and future mix'd in Heaven and made | W |
The rosy twilight of a perfect day | W |
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Miriam So glad no tear for him who left you wealth | E4 |
Your kinsman | X |
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Father I had seen the man but once | Z2 |
He loved my name not me and then I pass'd | W |
Home and thro' Venice where a jeweller | A3 |
So far gone down or so far up in life | V3 |
That he was nearing his own hundred sold | W |
This ring to me then laugh'd 'the ring is weird ' | - |
And weird and worn and wizard like was he | M3 |
'Why weird ' I ask'd him and he said 'The souls | Z2 |
Of two repentant Lovers guard the ring ' | - |
Then with a ribald twinkle in his bleak eyes | Z2 |
'And if you give the ring to any maid | W |
They still remember what it cost them here | A3 |
And bind the maid to love you by the ring | A |
And if the ring were stolen from the maid | W |
The theft were death or madness to the thief | F4 |
So sacred those Ghost Lovers hold the gift ' | - |
And then he told their legend | W |
'Long ago | J |
Two lovers parted by a scurrilous tale | Z |
Had quarrell'd till the man repenting sent | W |
This ring Io t'amo to his best beloved | W |
And sent it on her birthday She in wrath | G4 |
Return'd it on her birthday and that day | W |
His death day when half frenzied by the ring | A |
He wildly fought a rival suitor him | H4 |
The causer of that scandal fought and fell | U2 |
And she that came to part them all too late | W |
And found a corpse and silence drew the ring | A |
From his dead finger wore it till her death | I4 |
Shrined him within the temple of her heart | W |
Made every moment of her after life | V3 |
A virgin victim to his memory | M3 |
And dying rose and rear'd her arms and cried | W |
I see him Io t'amo Io t'amo ' | - |
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Miriam Legend or true So tender should be true | A3 |
Did he believe it did you ask him | H4 |
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Father Ay | W |
But that half skeleton like a barren ghost | W |
From out the fleshless world of spirits laugh'd | W |
A hollow laughter | A3 |
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Miriam Vile so near the ghost | W |
Himself to laugh at love in death But you | A3 |
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Father Well as the bygone lover thro' this ring | A |
Had sent his cry for her forgiveness I | F3 |
Would call thro' this 'Io t'amo' to the heart | W |
Of Miriam then I bad the man en grave | B3 |
'From Walter' on the ring and send it wrote | W |
name surname all as clear as noon but he | M3 |
Some younger hand must have engraven the ring | A |
His fingers were so stiffen'd by the frost | W |
Of seven and ninety winters that he scrawI'd | W |
A 'Miriam' that might seem a ' Muriel' | U2 |
And Muriel claim'd and open'd what I meant | W |
For Miriam took the ring and flaunted it | W |
Before that other whom I loved and love | D2 |
A mountain stay'd me here a minster there | A3 |
A galleried palace or a battlefield | W |
Where stood the sheaf of Peace but coming home | K2 |
And on your Mother's birthday all but yours | Z2 |
A week betwixt and when the tower as now | R2 |
Was all ablaze with crimson to the roof | J4 |
And all ablaze too plunging in the lake | M |
Head foremost who were those that stood between | K4 |
The tower and that rich phantom of the tower | A3 |
Muriel and Miriam each in white and like | L4 |
May blossoms in mid autumn was it they | W |
A light shot upward on them from the lake | M |
What sparkled there whose hand was that they stood | W |
So close together I am not keen of sight | W |
But coming nearer Muriel had the ring | A |
'O Miriam have you given your ring to her | A3 |
O Miriam ' Miriam redden'd Muriel clench'd | W |
The hand that wore it till I cried again | T2 |
'O Miriam if you love me take the ring ' | - |
She glanced at me at Muriel and was mute | W |
'Nay if you cannot love me let it be | M3 |
Then Muriel standing ever statue like | L4 |
She turn'd and in her soft imperial way | W |
And saying gently 'Muriel by your leave ' | - |
Unclosed the hand and from it drew the ring | A |
And gave it me who pass'd it down her own | I2 |
'Io t'amo all is well then ' Muriel fled | W |
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Miriam Poor Muriel | U2 |
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Father Ay poor Muriel when you hear | A3 |
What follows Miriam loved me from the first | W |
Not thro' the ring but on her marriage morn | M4 |
This birthday death day and betrothal ring | A |
Laid on her table overnight was gone | Y |
And after hours of search and doubt and threats | Z2 |
And hubbub Muriel enter'd with it 'See | Z2 |
Found in a chink of that old moulder'd floor ' | - |
My Miriam nodded with a pitying smile | U2 |
As who should say 'that those who lose can find ' | - |
Then I and she were married for a year | A3 |
One year without a storm or even a cloud | W |
And you my Miriam born within the year | A3 |
And she my Miriam dead within the year | A3 |
I sat beside her dying and she gaspt | W |
'The books the miniature the lace are hers | Z2 |
My ring too when she comes of age or when | T2 |
She marries you you loved me kept your word | W |
You love me still Io t'amo Muriel no | J |
She cannot love she loves her own hard self | D4 |
Her firm will her fix'd purpose Promise me | M3 |
Miriam not Muriel she shall have the ring ' | - |
And there the light of other life which lives | Z2 |
Beyond our burial and our buried eyes | Z2 |
Gleam'd for a moment in her own on earth | N4 |
I swore the vow then with my latest kiss | Z2 |
Upon them closed her eyes which would not close | Z2 |
But kept their watch upon the ring and you | A3 |
Your birthday was her death day | W |
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Miriam O poor Mother | A3 |
And you poor desolate Father and poor me | M3 |
The little senseless worthless wordless babe | Z3 |
Saved when your life was wreck'd | W |
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Father Desolate yes | Z2 |
Desolate as that sailor whom the storm | Q3 |
Had parted from his comrade in the boat | W |
And dash'd half dead on barren sands was I | F3 |
Nay you were my one solace only you | A3 |
Were always ailing Muriel's mother sent | W |
And sure am I by Muriel one day came | P3 |
And saw you shook her head and patted yours | Z2 |
And smiled and making with a kindly pinch | O4 |
Each poor pale cheek a momentary rose | Z2 |
'That should be fix'd ' she said 'your pretty bud | W |
So blighted here would flower into full health | E4 |
Among our heath and bracken Let her come | V2 |
And we will feed her with our mountain air | A3 |
And send her home to you rejoicing ' No | J |
We could not part And once when you my girl | U2 |
Rode on my shoulder home the tiny fist | W |
Had graspt a daisy from your Mother's grave | B3 |
By the lych gate was Muriel 'Ay ' she said | W |
'Among the tombs in this damp vale of yours | Z2 |
You scorn my Mother's warning but the child | W |
Is paler than before We often walk | B4 |
In open sun and see beneath our feet | W |
The mist of autumn gather from your lake | M |
And shroud the tower and once we only saw | Z2 |
Your gilded vane a light above the mist' | W |
Our old bright bird that still is veering there | A3 |
Above his four gold letters 'and the light ' | - |
She said 'was like that light' and there she paused | W |
And long till I believing that the girl's | Z2 |
Lean fancy groping for it could not find | W |
One likeness laugh'd a little and found her two | A3 |
'A warrior's crest above the cloud of war' | A3 |
'A fiery phoenix rising from the smoke | P4 |
The pyre he burnt in ' 'Nay ' she said 'the light | W |
That glimmers on the marsh and on the grave ' | - |
And spoke no more but turn'd and pass'd away | W |
Miriam I am not surely one of those | Z2 |
Caught by the flower that closes on the fly | F3 |
But after ten slow weeks her fix'd intent | W |
In aiming at an all but hopeless mark | B2 |
To strike it struck I took I left you there | A3 |
I came I went was happier day by day | W |
For Muriel nursed you with a mother's care | A3 |
Till on that clear and heather scented height | W |
The rounder cheek had brighten'd into bloom | Q4 |
She always came to meet me carrying you | A3 |
And all her talk was of the babe she loved | W |
So following her old pastime of the brook | T3 |
She threw the fly for me but oftener left | W |
That angling to the mother 'Muriel's health | E4 |
Had weaken'd nursing little Miriam Strange | R4 |
She used to shun the wailing babe and doats | Z2 |
On this of yours ' But when the matron saw | Z2 |
That hinted love was only wasted bait | W |
Not risen to she was bolder 'Ever since | Z2 |
You sent the fatal ring' I told her 'sent | W |
To Miriam ' 'Doubtless ay but ever since | Z2 |
In all the world my dear one sees but you | A3 |
In your sweet babe she finds but you she makes | Z2 |
Her heart a mirror that reflects but you ' | - |
And then the tear fell the voice broke Her heart | W |
I gazed into the mirror as a man | X |
Who sees his face in water and a stone | I2 |
That glances from the bottom of the pool | U2 |
Strike upward thro' the shadow yet at last | W |
Gratitude loneliness desire to keep | R3 |
So skilled a nurse about you always nay | W |
Some half remorseful kind of pity too | A3 |
'Well well you know I married Muriel Erne | Y3 |
'I take thee Muriel for my wedded wife' | B3 |
I had forgotten it was your birthday child | W |
When all at once with some electric thrill | U2 |
A cold air pass'd between us and the hands | Z2 |
Fell from each other and were join'd again | T2 |
No second cloudless honeymoon was mine | E3 |
For by and by she sicken'd of the farce | Z2 |
She dropt the gracious mask of mother hood | W |
She came no more to meet me carrying you | A3 |
Nor ever cared to set you on her knee | M3 |
Nor ever let you gambol in her sight | W |
Nor ever cheer'd you with a kindly smile | U2 |
Nor ever ceased to clamour for the ring | A |
Why had I sent the ring at first to her | A3 |
Why had I made her love me thro' the ring | A |
And then had changed so fickle are men the best | W |
Not she but now my love was hers again | T2 |
The ring by right she said was hers again | T2 |
At times too shrilling in her angrier moods | Z2 |
'That weak and watery nature love you No | J |
Io t'amo Io t'amo ' flung herself | B3 |
Against my heart but often while her lips | Z2 |
Were warm upon my check an icy breath | I4 |
As from the grating of a sepulchre | A3 |
Past over both I told her of my vow | B3 |
No pliable idiot I to break my vow | B3 |
But still she made her outcry for the ring | A |
For one monotonous fancy madden'd her | A3 |
Till I myself was madden'd with her cry | A3 |
And even that 'Io t'amo ' those three sweet | W |
Italian words became a weariness | Z2 |
My people too were scared with eerie sounds | Z2 |
A footstep a low throbbing in the walls | Z2 |
A noise of falling weights that never fell | U2 |
Weird whispers bells that rang without a hand | W |
Door handles turn'd when none was at the door | A3 |
And bolted doors that open'd of themselves | Z2 |
And one betwixt the dark and light had seen | K4 |
Her bending by the cradle of her babe | Z3 |
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Miriam And I remember once that being waked | W |
By noises in the house and no one near | A3 |
I cried for nurse and felt a gentle hand | W |
Fall on my forehead and a sudden face | Z2 |
Look'd in upon me like a gleam and pass'd | W |
And I was quieted and slept again | T2 |
Or is it some half memory of a dream | C4 |
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Father Your fifth September birth day | W |
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Miriam And the face | Z2 |
The hand my Mother | A3 |
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Father Miriam on that day | W |
Two lovers parted by no scurrilous tale | U2 |
Mere want of gold and still for twenty years | Z2 |
Bound by the golden cord of their first love | B3 |
Had ask'd us to their marriage and to share | A3 |
Their marriage banquet Muriel paler then | T2 |
Than ever you were in your cradle moan'd | W |
'I am fitter for my bed or for my grave | B3 |
I cannot go go you ' And then she rose | Z2 |
She clung to me with such a hard embrace | Z2 |
So lingeringly long that half amazed | W |
I parted from her and I went alone | I2 |
And when the bridegroom murmur'd 'With this ring ' | - |
I felt for what I could not find the key | M3 |
The guardian of her relics of her ring | A |
I kept it as a sacred amulet | W |
About me gone and gone in that embrace | Z2 |
Then hurrying home I found her not in house | Z2 |
Or garden up the tower an icy air | A3 |
Fled by me There the chest was open all | U2 |
The sacred relics tost about the floor | A3 |
Among them Muriel lying on her face | Z2 |
I raised her call'd her 'Muriel Muriel wake ' | - |
The fatal ring lay near her the glazed eye | A3 |
Glared at me as in horror Dead I took | T3 |
And chafed the freezing hand A red mark ran | X |
All round one finger pointed straight the rest | W |
Were crumpled inwards Dead and maybe stung | S4 |
With some remorse had stolen worn the ring | A |
Then torn it from her finger or as if | B3 |
For never had I seen her show remorse | Z2 |
As if | B3 |
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Miriam those two Ghost lovers | Z2 |
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Father Lovers yet | W |
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Miriam Yes yes | Z2 |
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Father but dead so long gone up so far | A3 |
That now their ever rising life has dwarf'd | W |
Or lost the moment of their past on earth | N4 |
As we forget our wail at being born | M4 |
As if | B3 |
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Miriam a dearer ghost had | W |
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Father wrench'd it away | W |
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Miriam Had floated in with sad reproachful eyes | Z2 |
Till from her own hand she had torn the ring | A |
In fright and fallen dead And I myself | B3 |
Am half afraid to wear it | W |
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Father Well no more | A3 |
No bridal music this but fear not you | A3 |
You have the ring she guarded that poor link | F2 |
With earth is broken and has left her free | M3 |
Except that still drawn downward for an hour | A3 |
Her spirit hovering by the church where she | M3 |
Was married too may linger till she sees | Z2 |
Her maiden coming like a Queen who leaves | Z2 |
Some colder province in the North to gain | T4 |
Her capital city where the loyal bells | Z2 |
Clash welcome linger till her own the babe | Z3 |
She lean'd to from her Spiritual sphere | A3 |
Her lonely maiden Princess crown'd with flowers | Z2 |
Has enter'd on the larger woman world | W |
Of wives and mothers | Z2 |
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But the bridal veil | U2 |
Your nurse is waiting Kiss me child and go | J |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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