A Woman's Complaint Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFG HIJI KLML N OP QR R S TU VWXW YZA2Z B2C2SC2I know that deep within your heart of hearts | A |
You hold me shrined apart from common things | B |
And that my step my voice can bring to you | C |
A gladness that no other pleasure brings | B |
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And yet dear love through all the weary days | D |
You never speak one word of tenderness | E |
Nor stroke my hair nor softly clasp my hand | F |
Within your own in loving mute caress | G |
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You think perhaps I should be all content | H |
To know so well the loving place I hold | I |
Within your life and so you do not dream | J |
How much I long to hear the story told | I |
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You cannot know when we two sit alone | K |
And tranquil thoughts within your mind are stirred | L |
My heart is crying like a tire child | M |
For one fond look one gentle loving word | L |
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It may be when your eyes look into mine | N |
You only say 'How dear she is to me ' | - |
Oh could I read it in you softened glance | O |
How radiant this plain world would be | P |
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Perhaps sometimes you breathe a secret prayer | Q |
That choicest blessings unto me be given | R |
But if you said aloud 'God bless thee dear ' | - |
I should not ask a greater boon from Heaven | R |
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I weary sometimes of the rugged way | S |
But should you say 'Through thee my life is sweet ' | - |
The dreariest desert that our path could cross | T |
Would suddenly grow green beneath my feet | U |
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'Tis not the boundless waters ocean holds | V |
That give refreshment to the thirsty flowers | W |
But just the drops that rising to the skies | X |
From thence descend in softly falling showers | W |
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What matter that our granaries are filled | Y |
With all the richest harvest's golden stores | Z |
If we who own them cannot enter in | A2 |
But famished stand before the close barred doors | Z |
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And so 'tis sad that those who should be rich | B2 |
In that true love that crowns our earthly lot | C2 |
Go praying with white lips from day to day | S |
For love's sweet tokens and receive them not | C2 |
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