The Forsaken Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHIJK LBKMANDOA PAKAQLRSTUVWA LDXAYZKA2QB2OC2AAKQ D2ITC2LKD2KE2 UAF2SG2H2I2I2J2J2KQA K2UL2| Holy Mother of God Merciful Mary Hear me I am very weary | A |
| I have come from a village miles away all day I have been | B |
| coming and I ache for such far roaming I cannot walk as | C |
| light as I used and my thoughts grow confused I am heavier | D |
| than I was Mary Mother you know the cause | E |
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| Beautiful Holy Lady take my shame away from me Let this | F |
| fear be only seeming let it be that I am dreaming For | G |
| months I have hoped it was so now I am afraid I know | H |
| Lady why should this be shame just because I haven't got | I |
| his name He loved me yes Lady he did and he couldn't | J |
| keep it hid We meant to marry Why did he die | K |
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| That day when they told me he had gone down in the | L |
| avalanche and could not be found until the snow melted in | B |
| Spring I did nothing I could not cry Why should he die | K |
| Why should he die and his child live His little child | M |
| alive in me for my comfort No Good God for my misery | A |
| I cannot face the shame to be a mother and not married | N |
| and the poor child to be reviled for having no father | D |
| Merciful Mother Holy Virgin take away this sin I did Let | O |
| the baby not be Only take the stigma off of me | A |
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| I have told no one but you Holy Mary My mother would call | P |
| me whore and spit upon me the priest would have me | A |
| repent and have the rest of my life spent in a convent I | K |
| am no whore no bad woman he loved me and we were to be | A |
| married I carried him always in my heart what did it | Q |
| matter if I gave him the least part of me too You were a | L |
| virgin Holy Mother but you had a son you know there are | R |
| times when a woman must give all There is some call to | S |
| give and hold back nothing I swear I obeyed God then and | T |
| this child who lives in me is the sign What am I saying | U |
| He is dead my beautiful strong man I shall never feel | V |
| him caress me again This is the only baby I shall have | W |
| Oh Holy Virgin protect my baby My little helpless baby | A |
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| He will look like his father and he will be as fast a | L |
| runner and as good a shot Not that he shall be no scholar | D |
| neither He shall go to school in winter and learn to read | X |
| and write and my father will teach him to carve so that he | A |
| can make the little horses and cows and chamois out of | Y |
| white wood Oh No No No How can I think such things | Z |
| I am not good My father will have nothing to do with my | K |
| boy I shall be an outcast thing Oh Mother of our Lord | A2 |
| God be merciful take away my shame Let my body be as it | Q |
| was before he came No little baby for me to keep underneath | B2 |
| my heart for those long months To live for and to get | O |
| comfort from I cannot go home and tell my mother She is | C2 |
| so hard and righteous She never loved my father and we | A |
| were born for duty not for love I cannot face it Holy | A |
| Mother take my baby away Take away my little baby I | K |
| don't want it I can't bear it | Q |
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| And I shall have nothing nothing Just be known as a good | D2 |
| girl Have other men want to marry me whom I could not | I |
| touch after having known my man Known the length and | T |
| breadth of his beautiful white body and the depth of his | C2 |
| love on the high Summer Alp with the moon above and the | L |
| pine needles all shiny in the light of it He is gone my | K |
| man I shall never hear him or feel him again but I could | D2 |
| not touch another I would rather lie under the snow with my | K |
| own man in my arms | E2 |
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| So I shall live on and on Just a good woman With nothing | U |
| to warm my heart where he lay and where he left his baby | A |
| for me to care for I shall not be quite human I think | F2 |
| Merely a stone dead creature They will respect me What do | S |
| I care for respect You didn't care for people's tongues | G2 |
| when you were carrying our Lord Jesus God had my man give | H2 |
| me my baby when He knew that He was going to take him away | I2 |
| His lips will comfort me his hands will soothe me All day | I2 |
| I will work at my lace making and all night I will keep him | J2 |
| warm by my side and pray the blessed Angels to cover him | J2 |
| with their wings Dear Mother what is it that sings I | K |
| hear voices singing and lovely silver trumpets through it | Q |
| all They seem just on the other side of the wall Let me | A |
| keep my baby Holy Mother He is only a poor lace maker's | K2 |
| baby with a stain upon him but give me strength to bring | U |
| him up to be a man | L2 |
Amy Lowell
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