The White Moth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEFEGG HIJIKK LG GMM NONOD

If a leaf rustled she would startA
And yet she died a year agoB
How had so frail a thing the heartA
To journey where she trembled soB
And do they turn and turn in frightC
Those little feet in so much nightC
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The light above the poet's headD
Streamed on the page and on the clothE
And twice and thrice there buffetedF
On the black pane a white wing'd mothE
'Twas Annie's soul that beat outsideG
And 'Open open open ' criedG
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'I could not find the way to GodH
There were too many flaming sunsI
For signposts and the fearful roadJ
Led over wastes where millionsI
Of tangled comets hissed and burnedK
I was bewilder'd and I turnedK
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'O it was easy then I knewL
Your window and no star besideG
Look up and take me back to you '-
He rose and thrust the window wideG
'Twas but because his brain was hotM
With rhyming for he heard her notM
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But poets polishing a phraseN
Show anger over trivial thingsO
And as she blundered in the blazeN
Towards him on ecstatic wingsO
He raised a hand and smote her deadD
Then wrote 'That I had died instead '-

Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch



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