Pêcheresse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBB CDCDD EBEBB FGFGG BBBBB EHEHH BDBDD IJIJJ EKEKK| Down the long quay the slow boats glide | A |
| While here and there a house looms white | B |
| Against the gloom of the waterside | B |
| And some high window throws a light | B |
| As they sail out into the night | B |
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| At dawn they will bring in again | C |
| To women knitting on the quay | D |
| Who wait for him their man of men | C |
| I stand with them and watch the sea | D |
| Which may have taken mine from me | D |
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| Just so the long days come and go | E |
| The nights ma Dou the nights are cold | B |
| Our Lady's heart is as frozen snow | E |
| Since this one sin I have not told | B |
| And I shall die or perhaps grow old | B |
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| Before he comes The foreign ships | F |
| Bring many a one of face and name | G |
| As strange as his to buy your lips | F |
| A gold piece for a scarlet shame | G |
| Like mine But mine was not the same | G |
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| One night was ours one short grey day | B |
| Of sudden sin unshrived untold | B |
| He found me and I lost the way | B |
| To Paradise for him I sold | B |
| My soul for love and not for gold | B |
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| He bought my soul but even so | E |
| My face is all that he has seen | H |
| His is the only face I know | E |
| And in the dark church like a screen | H |
| It shuts God out it comes between | H |
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| While in some narrow foreign street | B |
| Or loitering on the crowded quay | D |
| Who knows what others he may meet | B |
| To turn his eyes away from me | D |
| Many are fair to such as he | D |
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| There is but one for such as I | I |
| To love to hate to hunger for | J |
| I shall perhaps grow old and die | I |
| With one short day to spend and store | J |
| One night in all my life no more | J |
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| Just so the long days come and go | E |
| Yet this one sin I will not tell | K |
| Though Mary's heart is as frozen snow | E |
| And all nights are cold for one warmed too well | K |
| But oh ma Dou the nights of Hell | K |
Charlotte Mary Mew
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