The Ringlet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBEEEFGF EBDBEBAAA G EEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEG HG EIEIEIJJJJ| 'Your ringlets your ringlets | A |
| That look so golden gay | B |
| If you will give me one but one | C |
| To kiss it night and day | B |
| The never chilling touch of Time | D |
| Will turn it silver gray | B |
| And then shall I know it is all true gold | E |
| To flame and sparkle and stream as of old | E |
| Till all the comets in heaven are cold | E |
| And all her stars decay ' | F |
| 'Then take it love and put it by | G |
| This cannot change nor yet can I ' | F |
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| 'My ringlet my ringlet | E |
| That art so golden gay | B |
| Now never chilling touch of Time | D |
| Can turn thee silver gray | B |
| And a lad may wink and a girl may hint | E |
| And a fool may say his say | B |
| For my doubts and fears were all amiss | A |
| And I swear henceforth by this and this | A |
| That a doubt will only come for a kiss | A |
| And a fear to be kiss'd away ' | - |
| 'Then kiss it love and put it by | G |
| If this can change why so can I ' | - |
| - | |
| O Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| I kiss'd you night and day | E |
| And Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| You still are golden gay | E |
| But Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| You should be silver gray | E |
| For what is this which now I'm told | E |
| I that took you for true gold | E |
| She that gave you 's bought and sold | E |
| Sold sold | E |
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| O Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| She blush'd a rosy red | E |
| When Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| She clipt you from her head | E |
| And Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| She gave you me and said | E |
| 'Come kiss it love and put it by | G |
| If this can change why so can I ' | - |
| O fie you golden nothing fie | H |
| You golden lie | G |
| - | |
| O Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| I count you much to blame | I |
| For Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| You put me much to shame | I |
| So Ringlet O Ringlet | E |
| I doom you to the flame | I |
| For what is this which now I learn | J |
| Has given all my faith a turn | J |
| Burn you glossy heretic burn | J |
| Burn burn | J |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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