To A New York Shop-girl Dressed For Sunday Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC DD EE FF GG HH II JJ BB KK LLL MMM NNOO PQ RRAA SS TT UU VW SS SS XX YY ZZ SS A2A2 B2B2 SSTo day I saw the shop girl go | A |
Down gay Broadway to meet her beau | A |
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Conspicuous splendid conscious sweet | B |
She spread abroad and took the street | B |
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And all that niceness would forbid | C |
Superb she smiled upon and did | C |
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Let other girls whose happier days | D |
Preserve the perfume of their ways | D |
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Go modestly The passing hour | E |
Adds splendor to their opening flower | E |
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But from this child too swift a doom | F |
Must steal her prettiness and bloom | F |
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Toil and weariness hide the grace | G |
That pleads a moment from her face | G |
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So blame her not if for a day | H |
She flaunts her glories while she may | H |
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She half perceives half understands | I |
Snatching her gifts with both her hands | I |
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The little strut beneath the skirt | J |
That lags neglected in the dirt | J |
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The indolent swagger down the street | B |
Who can condemn such happy feet | B |
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Innocent vulgar that's the truth | K |
Yet with the darling wiles of youth | K |
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The bright self conscious eyes that stare | L |
With such hauteur beneath such hair | L |
Perhaps the men will find me fair | L |
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Charming and charmed flippant arrayed | M |
Fluttered and foolish proud displayed | M |
Infinite pathos of parade | M |
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The bangles and the narrowed waist | N |
The tinsled boa forgive the taste | N |
Oh the starved nights she gave for that | O |
And bartered bread to buy her hat | O |
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She flows before the reproachful sage | P |
And begs her woman's heritage | Q |
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Dear child with the defiant eyes | R |
Insolent with the half surmise | R |
We do not quite admire I know | A |
How foresight frowns on this vain show | A |
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And judgment wearily sad may see | S |
No grace in such frivolity | S |
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Yet which of us was ever bold | T |
To worship Beauty hungry and cold | T |
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Scorn famine down proudly expressed | U |
Apostle to what things are best | U |
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Let him who starves to buy the food | V |
For his soul's comfort find her good | W |
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Nor chide the frills and furbelows | S |
That are the prettiest things she knows | S |
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Poet and prophet in God's eyes | S |
Make no more perfect sacrifice | S |
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Who knows before what inner shrine | X |
She eats with them the bread and wine | X |
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Poor waif One of the sacred few | Y |
That madly sought the best they knew | Y |
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Dear let me lean my cheek to night | Z |
Close close to yours Ah that is right | Z |
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How warm and near At last I see | S |
One beauty shines for thee and me | S |
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So let us love and understand | A2 |
Whose hearts are hidden in God's hand | A2 |
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And we will cherish your brief Spring | B2 |
And all its fragile flowering | B2 |
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God loves all prettiness and on this | S |
Surely his angels lay their kiss | S |
Anna Hempstead Branch
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