Recollections Of A Faded Beauty Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGGHIJJKKLM NNOOPPQQRRNNSSTUVVRR PPWWXXYYZZBBBBNNEEA2 A2 PB2C2C2KKU D2E2GGRRNF2KKB2B2G2 DDH2H2 UUI2I2J2J2D K2 DDP D2D2SSDD DDL2L2M2M2N2O2 BBB2B2P DDPPDDP2P2Q2R2PPPPGG BBBBS2S2KKGGD2D2T2T2 DD TTU2RPP DV2DV2W2X2W2X2 BY2BY2Y2S2Y2S2 DZ2DB2AH I remember when I was a girl | A |
How my hair naturally used to curl | A |
And how my aunt four yards of net would pucker | B |
And call the odious thing 'Diana's tucker ' | C |
I hated it because although you see | D |
It did for her it didn't do for me | D |
Popkins said I should wear a low corsage | E |
But this I know was merely badinage | E |
I recollect the gaieties of old | F |
Ices when hot and punch when we were cold | F |
Race balls and county balls and balls where you | G |
For seven shillings got dance and supper too | G |
Oh I remember all the routs and plays | H |
'But words are idle ' as Lord Byron says | I |
And so am I and therefore can spare time | J |
To put my recollections into rhyme | J |
I recollect the man who did declare | K |
When I was at the fair myself was fair | K |
I had it in my album for three years | L |
And often looked and shed delicious tears | M |
I didn't fall in love however then | N |
Because I never saw that man again | N |
And I remember Popkins ah too well | O |
And all who once in love with Chlo fell | O |
They called me Chlo for they said my grace | P |
Was nymph like as was also half my face | P |
My mouth was wide but then I had a smile | Q |
Which might a demon of its tears beguile | Q |
As Captain Popkins said or rather swore | R |
He liked me ah my Popkins all the more | R |
He couldn't bear a little mouth for when | N |
It laughed 'twas like a long slit in a pen | N |
Or button hole stretched on too big a button | S |
Or little cut for gravy in boiled mutton | S |
Popkins was clever but I must proceed | T |
More regularly that my friends may read | U |
I didn't marry for I couldn't get | V |
A man I liked I havn't got one yet | V |
But I had handsome lovers by the score | R |
Alas alas I always sighed for more | R |
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First came young Minton of the ninth Hussars | P |
His eyes were bright and twinkling as the stars | P |
There was indeed a little little cast | W |
But he assured me that it would not last | W |
And only came when he one cold bivouac | X |
Gazed on the foe and could not turn it back | X |
The chill was so intense Poor Minton I | Y |
Really did think he certainly would die | Y |
He gave me of himself a little print | Z |
The painter did not see or heed the squint | Z |
Squint it was not but one eye sought the other | B |
With tenderness as 'twere a young twin brother | B |
He gave it and he sighed oh often after | B |
The memory of that sigh hath chill'd my laughter | B |
I'm sure I might have married him but then | N |
I never did enough encourage men | N |
And somehow he made love to Anna Budge | E |
I never owed the ugly minx a grudge | E |
Though God knows she was cross and plain enough | A2 |
The things he us'd to say to her such stuff | A2 |
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Then came young Frederic Mortimer de Veaux | P |
A cruel faithless wretch that work'd me woe | B2 |
But such a man so tall so straight he took | C2 |
A lady's heart away at every look | C2 |
Such a hooked nose such loads of curly hair | K |
Such a pale wild intense Byronic air | K |
And his whole soul as he himself has said | U |
'Wandering about among the mighty dead ' | - |
He had read books and rather liked to show it | D2 |
And always spoke like an inspired poet | E2 |
Last time we met my heart prophetic drew | G |
A mournful omen from his wild adieu | G |
I wrote it down when he had closed the door | R |
All I remembered would it had been more | R |
'Allah hu shall I ever behold thee again | N |
Sweet cause of my transport dear cause of my pain | F2 |
Al hamdu il Illah what place can be fair | K |
My Rose of the Desert if thou art not there | K |
Yet I go for stern duty compels me to do so | B2 |
From the world where my heart is like far banished Crusoe | B2 |
Gul's gardens invite me but Fate says depart | G2 |
Bismillah farewell young Haidee of my heart ' | - |
Was it not beautiful it was ah me | D |
Who would have thought such lips could traitors be | D |
Who could have thought who saw his bright eye burn | H2 |
He spoke intending never to return | H2 |
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Then Mr Humley asked aunt's leave to wed | U |
And winked and asked if love was in my head | U |
Or heart and then proceeding things to settle | I2 |
Helping my aunt the while to lift the kettle | I2 |
Said 'you shall have a cozy home my dear | J2 |
And fifty pounds to buy you clothes a year | J2 |
And we must get your aunt or some kind fairy | D |
To teach you how to churn and mind the dairy ' | - |
'A cozy home ' why did one ever hear | K2 |
Of such a man and to call me 'my dear ' | - |
Me I was Frederick Mortimer's heart's Haidee | D |
Young Minton's star of hope and gladness me | D |
But I refused him though my aunt did say | P |
'That it was an advantage thrown away ' | - |
He an advantage 'that she'd make me rue it | D2 |
Make me a nun ' I'd like to see her do it | D2 |
Down down rebellious heart I am a nun | S |
At least the same as if I had been one | S |
I do repent I thought myself too comely | D |
I do repent I am not Mrs Humley | D |
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Then cold and cautious came young Archy Campbell | D |
Full many a sunset walk and pleasant ramble | D |
I took with him but I grew weary soon | L2 |
Because instead of turning from the moon | L2 |
To gaze on me he bade me look with him | M2 |
And wondered when her light would grow more dim | M2 |
And the world fade away I should have tired | N2 |
Before our honey moon had half expired | O2 |
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Oh loved when first I met thee and for ever | B |
Thou from whom cold caprice hath made me sever | B |
Where art thou Popkins Captain Popkins oh | B2 |
Dear recollection and delicious woe | B2 |
Most generous most genteel Oh thou alas | P |
'Of the best class and better than thy class ' | - |
Where art thou Ah it matters not to me | D |
By Chlo 's side thou never more shalt be | D |
How sweetly didst thou sing 'Those Evening Bells' | P |
Still the dear echo in my bosom swells | P |
How gaily didst thou dance how clearly whistle | D |
How neatly fold each elegant epistle | D |
How thin thy pumps were and how bright thy boot | P2 |
'Twas that brought 'Warren's blacking' in repute | P2 |
How nameless was thy majesty of form | Q2 |
Making each man look like a wriggling worm | R2 |
That dared beside thy shoulders' broad expanse | P |
To venture his lank shape By what sweet chance | P |
Did all that would have been defects in others | P |
Whom yet you deemed your fellow men and brothers | P |
Turn to perfection when beheld in you | G |
Tho' short yet graceful fat but active too | G |
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He wrote adored proposed but some curst power | B |
Bade me nip off his young Hope's budding flower | B |
I did not even answer that sweet letter | B |
Because I thought perhaps I'd get a better | B |
Oh Chlo tear thy hair and beat thy breast | S2 |
How couldst thou get a better than the best | S2 |
'Tis over now the agony despair | K |
With which I beat that breast and tore that hair | K |
When one unmeaning note of cold adieu | G |
Mixed with reproach was all my silence drew | G |
Gone and for ever I could scarce believe it | D2 |
Surely he wrote and I did not receive it | D2 |
Vain hope he went he was my heart's one love | T2 |
All other men all other loves above | T2 |
I would have married him without a penny | D |
Each lover after him was one too many | D |
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There was a certain Irishman indeed | T |
Who borrowed Cupid's darts to make me bleed | T |
My aunt said he was vulgar he was poor | U2 |
And his boots creaked and dirtied her smooth floor | R |
She hated him and when he went away | P |
He wrote I have the verses to this day | P |
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Wirasthru then my beautiful jewel | D |
I'm quite tired out of my life | V2 |
I can't fight with Fortune a duel | D |
I cannot have you for a wife | V2 |
The beauties of nature adorning | W2 |
No longer afford me delight | X2 |
In the night och I wish it were morning | W2 |
In the morning I wish it were night | X2 |
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For your aunt she has writ me a letter | B |
Och den she's a sad dirty rogue | Y2 |
Does she think other men love you better | B |
Becase I've a bit of the brogue | Y2 |
In regard to the fighting and swearing | Y2 |
Sure jewel it's all for the best | S2 |
Just to drown all the grumbling and tearing | Y2 |
That gives my poor stomach no rest | S2 |
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Small work I've had late at the carvin' | D |
Less than none I can't have any how | Z2 |
And ye wouldn't deny when he's starvin' | D |
Your Danny a bit of a row | B2 |
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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