A Greek Girl Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFGHHBBBBI IAAAAJJAAE EKKBBIIAALM BBNNOOPPPAA GFAAQQR RGFSSI may not weep not weep and he is dead | A |
A weary weary weight of tears unshed | A |
Through the long day in my sad heart I bear | B |
The horrid sun with all unpitying glare | B |
Shines down into the dreary weaving room | C |
Where clangs the ceaseless clatter of the loom | C |
And ceaselessly deft maiden fingers weave | D |
The fine wrought web and I from morn till eve | D |
Work with the rest and when folk speak to me | E |
I smile hard smiles while still continually | E |
The silly stream of maiden speech flows on | F |
And now at length they talk of him that's gone | G |
Lightly lamenting that he died so soon | H |
Ah me ere yet his life's sun stood at noon | H |
Some praise his eyes some deem his body fair | B |
And some mislike the colour of his hair | B |
Sweet life sweet shape sweet eyes and sweetest hair | B |
What form what hue save Love's own did ye wear | B |
I may not weep not weep for very shame | I |
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He loved me not One summer's eve he came | I |
To these our halls my father's honoured guest | A |
And seeing me saw not If his lips had prest | A |
My lips but once in love his eyes had sent | A |
One love glance into mine I had been content | A |
And deemed it great joy for one little life | J |
Nor envied other maids the crown of wife | J |
The long sure years the merry children band | A |
Alas alas I never touched his hand | A |
And now my love is dead that loved not me | E |
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Thrice blest thrice crowned of gods thrice lov d she | E |
That other fairer maid who tombward brings | K |
Her gold shorn locks and piled up offerings | K |
Of fragrant fruits rich wines and spices rare | B |
And cakes with honey sweet with saffron fair | B |
And who unchecked by any thought of shame | I |
May weep her tears and call upon his name | I |
With burning bosom prest to the cold ground | A |
Knowing indeed that all her life is crown'd | A |
Thrice crowned thrice honoured with that love of his | L |
No dearer crown on earth is there I wis | M |
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While yet the sweet life lived more light to bear | B |
Was my heart's hunger when the morn was fair | B |
And I with other maidens in a line | N |
Passed singing through the city to the shrine | N |
Oft in the streets or crowded market place | O |
I caught swift glimpses of the dear known face | O |
Or marked a stalwart shoulder in the throng | P |
Or heard stray speeches as we passed along | P |
In tones more dear to me than any song | P |
These hoarded up with care and kept apart | A |
Did serve as meat and drink my hungry heart | A |
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And now for ever has my sweet love gone | G |
And weary empty days I must drag on | F |
Till all the days of all my life be sped | A |
By no thought cheered by no hope comforted | A |
For if indeed we meet among the shades | Q |
How shall he know me from the other maids | Q |
Me that had died to save his body pain | R |
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Alas alas such idle thoughts are vain | R |
O cruel cruel sunlight get thee gone | G |
O dear dim shades of eve come swiftly on | F |
That when quick lips keen eyes are closed in sleep | S |
Through the long night till dawn I then may weep | S |
Amy Levy
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