Forsaking All Others Part 3 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFF GGHH IIAAJ KK JLLMMN OOPPMMQ R SSTTUUVWXXYY Z A A2PA2P B2KB2 A C2YC2YC2Y A2JA2JA2J Y EED2D2IIE2E2A2A2F2F2 F2 IIEEG2G2YYH2H2 I2I2J2J2 Y K2L2K2L2 IA2IA2 CECE F2M2F2 Y IIN2N2IIYYO2O2P2P2A2 A2 I Q2R2Q2R2EYEY I S2T2S2T2 B BU2 V2W2V2 X2X2 W2 Y2Y2W2W2Y W2 YYW2W2IIA2 EEW2W2Z2Z2 YYM2M2A2A2A3A3 YYYB3W2B3 Y C3OOC3O D3E3D3E3M2 F3 M2A3A3M2YV2| I | A |
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| THERE was an instant when he might have said | B |
| He could not see the lady but instead | B |
| He nodded with a blank impassive face | C |
| And waited never moving from his place | C |
| Beside the window till a moment more | D |
| And she was there leaning against the door | D |
| Which she had closed She stood there silent staring | E |
| Trembling with fear at her own act of daring | E |
| But not with fear of him Erect and slim | F |
| White as the daytime moon she spoke to him | F |
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| 'I know ' she said 'that it was not your plan | G |
| That we should ever meet I know a man | G |
| Assumes despotic power assumes his voice | H |
| In cases such as ours shall have the choice | H |
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| 'But is that just I ask is that fair play | I |
| That you should have the right to throw away | I |
| Crush and destroy and utterly deny | A |
| Our joint possession or rather mine for I | A |
| Value our friendship so much more than you | J |
| Appear to ' 'No ' he said 'That is not true ' | - |
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| She shook her head 'Ah if you thought it rare | K |
| Precious and wonderful you would not dare | K |
| Destroy it by yourself not even you ' | - |
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| He answered 'I not only would I do | J |
| You speak of friendship What a silly word | L |
| And as dishonest as I ever heard | L |
| Let us at least be candid for God's sake | M |
| And speak the truth what difference does it make | M |
| It is not friendship we are speaking of | N |
| But the first moments of a passionate love ' | - |
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| 'You're wrong ' she cried 'you're absolutely wrong | O |
| Not everything emotional and strong | O |
| Between a man and woman needs must be | P |
| Physical love People like you and me | P |
| Are wise enough and old enough to take | M |
| This fiery elemental thing and make | M |
| Something for every day serene and cool | Q |
| I am not of the all or nothing school ' | - |
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| He smiled 'We light hell fires and you engage | R |
| They'll warm our palsied hands in our old age ' | - |
| At this she paused and then she said 'Your tone | S |
| Wounds me I live so terribly alone | S |
| I am perhaps too eager for a friend | T |
| But not a lover Oh please comprehend | T |
| I want no lovers Think me vain or not | U |
| But I assure you I might have a lot | U |
| Of them But friendship such as you could give | V |
| Wisdom and strength and knowledge how to live | W |
| In this harsh world in which I draw my breath | X |
| With so much pain it seems a sort of death | X |
| To yield so rich a promise to forego | Y |
| Such happiness ' She heard him laugh 'You know | Y |
| All that is nonsense ' 'Nonsense ' 'All but this ' | - |
| And on her willing lips she felt his kiss | Z |
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| II | A |
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| 'I HAVE a new friend ' thought Lee 'I have a lover | A2 |
| Made of steel and fire as a lover ought to be | P |
| And I do not much care if all the world discover | A2 |
| That I adore him madly and that he loves me | P |
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| 'Everything I do nowadays is pleasant | B2 |
| Talking walking brushing out my hair | K |
| Oh isn't it fine a friend not being even present | B2 |
| Can give the world a meaning and common things an air ' | - |
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| III | A |
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| O AGONY infernal | C2 |
| That lovers undergo | Y |
| O secret trysts diurnal | C2 |
| That nobody must know | Y |
| O vigilance eternal | C2 |
| The whole world for a foe | Y |
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| But Lee and Wayne were clever | A2 |
| And all that springtime through | J |
| They met and met and never | A2 |
| Were noticed so to do | J |
| And no one whatsoever | A2 |
| Suspected them or knew | J |
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| IV | Y |
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| LOVE in a city in spring | E |
| Not so divine a thing | E |
| As love the poet dreams | D2 |
| Meadows and brimming streams | D2 |
| Yet there is much to say | I |
| For love in New York in May | I |
| Parks set in tulip beds | E2 |
| Yellows and whites and reds | E2 |
| Japanese plums in flower | A2 |
| And that wisteria bower | A2 |
| Dripping its blossoms sweet | F2 |
| Over a rustic seat | F2 |
| Where tramps and nursemaids meet | F2 |
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| New York in early May | I |
| Breaks out in awnings gay | I |
| Daisies and ivy trailing | E |
| From every window railing | E |
| And at this time of year | G2 |
| Strange open hacks appear | G2 |
| Shabby and old and low | Y |
| Wherein strange couples go | Y |
| Generally after dark | H2 |
| Clop clopping round the park | H2 |
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| And with it all the loud | I2 |
| Noisy indifferent crowd | I2 |
| Offers to lovers shrewd | J2 |
| Infinite solitude | J2 |
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| V | Y |
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| FOUR thousand years ago a great king died | K2 |
| And there were rites and hymns and long processions | L2 |
| And he was buried in his pomp and pride | K2 |
| With all his vast possessions | L2 |
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| Gold beds with lapis lazuli inlay | I |
| And chairs and perfume jars of alabaster | A2 |
| And many slaves were slain lest they betray | I |
| The tomb that held their master | A2 |
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| Lee leant her hand upon his mummy case | C |
| Opened to show the gold and silver plating | E |
| And as Wayne came her look was an embrace | C |
| 'Darling I don't mind waiting | E |
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| 'I like ' she said 'to settle in my seat | F2 |
| A moment ere the rising of the curtain | M2 |
| Waiting for something certain can be sweet | F2 |
| For something almost certain ' | - |
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| VI | Y |
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| THEY would meet for luncheon every day | I |
| At a small unknown French cafe | I |
| Half way up town and half way down | N2 |
| With a chef deserving great renown | N2 |
| And Pierre the waiter would smile and say | I |
| 'Bonjour Monsieur dame ' and they | I |
| Would see by his smile discreet and sly | Y |
| That he knew exactly the reason why | Y |
| A couple so proud and rich should come | O2 |
| To eat each day in a squalid slum | O2 |
| And nothing delighted his Gallic heart | P2 |
| More than to find he could play a part | P2 |
| And protect 'ces amoureux foux d' amour' | A2 |
| And guide their choice through the carte du jour | A2 |
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| VII | I |
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| BUT most of all Lee loved the hours | Q2 |
| When streets filled full of violet mists | R2 |
| And after glows on taller towers | Q2 |
| Prove that the sunset still exists | R2 |
| And in Wayne's long dark car reclining | E |
| They'd cross a bridge and bye and bye | Y |
| Turn back to see the city shining | E |
| Against a pale blue star sewn sky | Y |
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| VIII | I |
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| 'I KNOW ' she said 'I am a fool to weep | S2 |
| I know the time will pass however black | T2 |
| Oh Jim if I could take a drug and sleep | S2 |
| And sleep till you come back | T2 |
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| 'Do you remember how poor Juliet said | B |
| 'Think you that we shall ever meet again ' | - |
| And what was poor weak Romeo instead | B |
| Of you a king of men | U2 |
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| 'Don't be surprised to find me at the train | V2 |
| With pipes and garlands and a choric dance | W2 |
| Telling the porters 'That is J H Wayne | V2 |
| My one supreme romance ' ' | - |
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| So it seemed natural to Lee to speak | X2 |
| If Wayne were going away for a week | X2 |
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| IX | W2 |
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| HE had been gone three days when wearily strolling about | Y2 |
| She stopped and sent him a wire writing it out | Y2 |
| With a pencil chained to a desk 'This is to say | W2 |
| There are over eighty thousand seconds a day | W2 |
| Each one of them longer than seconds ought to be | Y |
| And a personal foe of yours devotedly Lee ' | - |
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| X | W2 |
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| A letter from Ruth a letter from Lee | Y |
| Wayne took them both with his bedroom key | Y |
| Every day since he went away | W2 |
| Lee had written him every day | W2 |
| How kind how tender And yet his wife | I |
| Had always written him all his life | I |
| Since that first Fall day since that first fond year | A2 |
| When to part was really 'un peu mourir ' | - |
| Ruth's letters had come in her small black writing | E |
| So faithful and now so unexciting | E |
| A long unbreakable chain whose fetters | W2 |
| Were formed of those little daily letters | W2 |
| Leading him back to his alien youth | Z2 |
| And his love his first deep love of Ruth | Z2 |
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| Once he had waited young and lonely | Y |
| For those daily letters to come the only | Y |
| Solace in absence terror smitten | M2 |
| Thinking Dear God if she hasn't written | M2 |
| When did they change what day what hour | A2 |
| Did her letters lose their magical power | A2 |
| He was the same man and she the same | A3 |
| Woman and still her letters came | A3 |
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| A letter from Ruth a letter from Lee | Y |
| Wayne took them both with his bedroom key | Y |
| Was it a habit a memory | Y |
| Of that deep old love that his heart once nursed | B3 |
| Who knows | W2 |
| He opened Ruth's letter first | B3 |
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| XI | Y |
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| THE day that Wayne was coming home | C3 |
| Lee flitted fleet footed among the throng | O |
| Of suburbanites shuffling their feet along | O |
| Under the turquoise dome | C3 |
| With the signs of the zodiac all turned wrong | O |
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| A blue capped official proud and remote | D3 |
| Was writing unmoved as the crowd increased | E3 |
| Messages brief as those fingers wrote | D3 |
| On the wall at Belshazzar's dreadful feast | E3 |
| 'Train Fifty One is on time Train Eleven | M2 |
| On time Train Nineteen an hour late ' | - |
| And then the announcement big with fate | F3 |
| 'Train Fifteen on Track Forty Seven ' | - |
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| And Lee's heart beat with a wild elation | M2 |
| And she ran like a child in a childish game | A3 |
| Pushed without pity or grace or shame | A3 |
| Past women and children to take her station | M2 |
| Where she could perfectly see | Y |
| Down the dark hole where the train | V2 |
Alice Duer Miller
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