I Cannot Love Thee! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHH IIJJKKLLMMNO PPQQNNRRST UHCQVVWWXXYYZZA2A2B2 B2 OOB2B2 C2C2B2B2D2E2F2F2Q G2G2RRB2B2KKZH2 AAB2B2NN B2B2B2B2I2I2B2B2J2K2 B2B2L2L2M2M2XX XXXXXXQQOOCCN2V STXXF2ZKKO2O2 VVB2B2B2B2P2P2Q2Q2B2 B2F2F2XXXXER2 S2S2B2B2N2VOOST B2B2XXXX B2B2R2E T2T2B2B2B2B2VVCCA2A2 U2U2V2V2W2W2C2C2X2X2 Y2Y2 B2B2B2B2I CANNOT love thee tho' thy soul | A |
Be one which all good thoughts control | A |
Altho' thy eyes be starry bright | B |
And the gleams of golden light | B |
Fall upon thy silken hair | C |
And thy forehead broad and fair | C |
Something of a cold disgust | D |
Wonderful and most unjust | D |
Something of a sullen fear | E |
Weighs my heart when thou art near | E |
And my soul which cannot twine | F |
Thought or sympathy with thine | F |
With a coward instinct tries | G |
To hide from thy enamour'd eyes | G |
Wishing for a sudden blindness | H |
To escape those looks of kindness | H |
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Sad she folds her shivering wings | I |
From the love thy spirit brings | I |
Like a chain d thing caress'd | J |
By the hand it knows the best | J |
By the hand which day by day | K |
Visits its imprison'd stay | K |
Bringing gifts of fruit and blossom | L |
From the green earth's plenteous bosom | L |
All but that for which it pines | M |
In those narrow close confines | M |
With a sad and ceaseless sigh | N |
Wild and wing d Liberty | O |
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Can it be no instinct dwells | P |
In th' immortal soul which tells | P |
That thy love oh human brother | Q |
Is unwelcome to another | Q |
Can the changeful wavering eye | N |
Raised to thine in forced reply | N |
Can the cold constrain d smile | R |
Shrinking from thee all the while | R |
Satisfy thy heart or prove | S |
Such a likeness of true love | T |
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Seems to me that I should guess | U |
By what a world of bitterness | H |
By what a gulf of hopeless care | C |
Our two hearts divided were | Q |
Seems to me that I should know | V |
All the dread that lurk'd below | V |
By want of answer found | W |
In the voice's trembling sound | W |
By the unresponsive gaze | X |
By the smile which vainly plays | X |
In whose cold imperfect birth | Y |
Glows no fondness lives no mirth | Y |
By the sigh whose different tone | Z |
Hath no echo of thine own | Z |
By the hand's cold clasp which still | A2 |
Held as not of its free will | A2 |
Shrinks as it for freedom yearn'd | B2 |
That my love was unreturn'd | B2 |
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When thy tongue ah woe is me | O |
Whispers love vows tenderly | O |
Mine is shaping all unheard | B2 |
Fragments of some withering word | B2 |
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Which by its complete farewell | C2 |
Shall divide us like a spell | C2 |
And my heart beats loud and fast | B2 |
Wishing that confession past | B2 |
And the tide of anguish rises | D2 |
Till its strength my soul surprises | E2 |
And the reckless words unspoken | F2 |
Nearly have the silence broken | F2 |
With a gush like some wild river | Q |
'Oh depart depart for ever ' | - |
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But my faltering courage fails | G2 |
And my drooping spirit quails | G2 |
So sweet earnest looks thy smile | R |
Full of tenderness the while | R |
And with such strange pow'r are gifted | B2 |
The eyes to which my own are lifted | B2 |
So my faint heart dies away | K |
And my lip can nothing say | K |
And I long to be alone | Z |
For I weep when thou are gone | H2 |
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Yes I weep but then my soul | A |
Free to ponder o'er the whole | A |
Free from fears which check'd its thought | B2 |
And the pain thy presence brought | B2 |
Whispers me the useless lie | N |
'For thy love he will not die | N |
Such pity is but vanity ' | - |
And I bend my weary head | B2 |
O'er the tablets open spread | B2 |
Whose fair pages me invite | B2 |
All I dared not say to write | B2 |
And my fingers take the pen | I2 |
And my heart feels braced again | I2 |
With a resolute intent | B2 |
But ere yet that page be sent | B2 |
Once I view the written words | J2 |
Which must break thy true heart's chords | K2 |
And a vision piercing bright | B2 |
Rises on my coward sight | B2 |
Of thy fond hand gladly taking | L2 |
What must set thy bosom aching | L2 |
While too soon the brittle seal | M2 |
Bids the page the worst reveal | M2 |
Blending in thy eager gaze | X |
Scorn and anguish and amaze | X |
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Powerless then my hand reposes | X |
On the tablet which it closes | X |
With a cold and shivering sense | X |
Born of Truth's omnipotence | X |
And my weeping blots the leaves | X |
And my sinking spirit grieves | X |
Humbled in that bitter hour | Q |
By the very consciousness of power | Q |
What am I that I should be | O |
Such a source of woe to thee | O |
What am I that I should dare | C |
Thus to play with thy despair | C |
And persuade myself that thou | N2 |
Wilt not bend beneath the blow | V |
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Rather should my conscience move | S |
Me to think of this vain love | T |
Which my life of peace beguiles | X |
As a tax on foolish smiles | X |
Which like light not meant for one | F2 |
Who wandering in the dark alone | Z |
Hath yet been tempted by its ray | K |
To turn aside and lose his way | K |
Binds me by their careless sin | O2 |
To take the misled wanderer in | O2 |
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And I praise thee as I go | V |
Wandering weary full of woe | V |
To my own unwilling heart | B2 |
Cheating it to take thy part | B2 |
By rehearsing each rare merit | B2 |
Which thy nature doth inherit | B2 |
To myself their list I give | P2 |
Most prosaic positive | P2 |
How thy heart is good and true | Q2 |
And thy face most fair to view | Q2 |
How the powers of thy mind | B2 |
Flatterers in the wisest find | B2 |
And the talents God hath given | F2 |
Seem as held in trust for Heaven | F2 |
Labouring on for noble ends | X |
Steady to thy boyhood's friends | X |
Slow to give or take offence | X |
Full of earnest eloquence | X |
Hopeful eager gay of cheer | E |
Frank in all thy dealings here | R2 |
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Ready to redress the wrong | S2 |
Of the weak against the strong | S2 |
Keeping up an honest pride | B2 |
With those the world hath deified | B2 |
But gently bending heart and brow | N2 |
To the helpless and the low | V |
How in brief there dwells in thee | O |
All tht's generous and free | O |
All that may most aptly move | S |
My Spirit to an answering love | T |
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But in vain the tale is told | B2 |
Still my heart lies dead and cold | B2 |
Still it wanders and rebels | X |
From the thought that thus compels | X |
And refuses to rejoice | X |
Save in unconstrain emacr d choice | X |
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Therefore when thine eyes shall read | B2 |
This my book oh take thou heed | B2 |
In the dim lines written here | R2 |
All shall be explained and clear | E |
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All my lips could never speak | T2 |
When my heart grew coward weak | T2 |
All my hand could never write | B2 |
Tho' I planned it day and night | B2 |
All shall be at length confest | B2 |
And thou'lt forgive and let me rest | B2 |
None but thou and I shall know | V |
Whose the doom and whose the woe | V |
None but thou and I shall share | C |
In the secret printed there | C |
It shall be a secret still | A2 |
Tho' all look on it at will | A2 |
And the eye shall read in vain | U2 |
What the heart cannot explain | U2 |
Each one baffled in his turn | V2 |
Shall no more its aim discern | V2 |
Than a wanderer who might look | W2 |
On some wizard's magic book | W2 |
Of the darkly worded spell | C2 |
Where deep hidden meanings dwell | C2 |
Memory fancy they shall task | X2 |
This sad riddle to unmask | X2 |
Or with bold conjectural fame | Y2 |
Fit the pages with a name | Y2 |
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But nothing shall they understand | B2 |
And vainly shall the stanger's hand | B2 |
Essay to fling the leaves apart | B2 |
Which bear MY message to THY heart | B2 |
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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