In The Orchard Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABAB CCBCB DDBDB EEBFB GGBHB BBBBB IIBIB BBBBB JJBJB BBBBB| LEAVE go my hands let me catch breath and see | A |
| Let the dew fall drench either side of me | A |
| Clear apple leaves are soft upon that moon | B |
| Seen sidelong like a blossom in the tree | A |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| The grass is thick and cool it lets us lie | C |
| Kissed upon either cheek and either eye | C |
| I turn to thee as some green afternoon | B |
| Turns toward sunset and is loth to die | C |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| Lie closer lean your face upon my side | D |
| Feel where the dew fell that has hardly dried | D |
| Hear how the blood beats that went nigh to swoon | B |
| The pleasure lives there when the sense has died | D |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| O my fair lord I charge you leave me this | E |
| Is it not sweeter than a foolish kiss | E |
| Nay take it then my flower my first in June | B |
| My rose so like a tender mouth it is | F |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| Love till dawn sunder night from day with fire | G |
| Dividing my delight and my desire | G |
| The crescent life and love the plenilune | B |
| Love me though dusk begin and dark retire | H |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| Ah my heart fails my blood draws back I know | B |
| When life runs over life is near to go | B |
| And with the slain of love love s ways are strewn | B |
| And with their blood if love will have it so | B |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| Ah do thy will now slay me if thou wilt | I |
| There is no building now the walls are built | I |
| No quarrying now the corner stone is hewn | B |
| No drinking now the vine s whole blood is spilt | I |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| Nay slay me now nay for I will be slain | B |
| Pluck thy red pleasure from the teeth of pain | B |
| Break down thy vine ere yet grape gatherers prune | B |
| Slay me ere day can slay desire again | B |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| Yea with thy sweet lips with thy sweet sword yea | J |
| Take life and all for I will die I say | J |
| Love I gave love is life a better boon | B |
| For sweet night s sake I will not live till day | J |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
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| Nay I will sleep then only nay but go | B |
| Ah sweet too sweet to me my sweet I know | B |
| Love sleep and death go to the sweet same tune | B |
| Hold my hair fast and kiss me through it so | B |
| Ah God ah God that day should be so soon | B |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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