Goblin Market Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Morning and evening	A
Maids heard the goblins cry	B
'Come buy our orchard fruits	C
Come buy come buy	B
Apples and quinces	C
Lemons and oranges	C
Plump unpecked cherries	C
Melons and raspberries	C
Bloom down cheeked peaches	C
Swart headed mulberries	C
Wild free born cranberries	C
Crab apples dewberries	C
Pine apples blackberries	C
Apricots strawberries	C
All ripe together	D
In summer weather	D
Morns that pass by	B
Fair eves that fly	B
Come buy come buy	B
Our grapes fresh from the vine	E
Pomegranates full and fine	E
Dates and sharp bullaces	C
Rare pears and greengages	C
Damsons and bilberries	C
Taste them and try	B
Currants and gooseberries	C
Bright fire like barberries	C
Figs to fill your mouth	F
Citrons from the South	F
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye	B
Come buy come buy '	G
	-
Evening by evening	A
Among the brookside rushes	C
Laura bowed her head to hear	H
Lizzie veiled her blushes	C
Crouching close together	D
In the cooling weather	D
With clasping arms and cautioning lips	C
With tingling cheeks and finger tips	C
'Lie close ' Laura said	I
Pricking up her golden head	I
'We must not look at goblin men	J
We must not buy their fruits	C
Who knows upon what soil they fed	I
Their hungry thirsty roots '	-
'Come buy ' call the goblins	C
Hobbling down the glen	J
'Oh ' cried Lizzie 'Laura Laura	K
You should not peep at goblin men '	-
Lizzie covered up her eyes	C
Covered close lest they should look	L
Laura reared her glossy head	I
And whispered like the restless brook	L
'Look Lizzie look Lizzie	C
Down the glen tramp little men	J
One hauls a basket	M
One bears a plate	N
One lugs a golden dish	O
Of many pounds weight	N
How fair the vine must grow	P
Whose grapes are so luscious	C
How warm the wind must blow	P
Through those fruit bushes '	-
'No ' said Lizzie 'No no no	P
Their offers should not charm us	C
Their evil gifts would harm us '	-
She thrust a dimpled finger	D
In each ear shut eyes and ran	Q
Curious Laura chose to linger	D
Wondering at each merchant man	Q
One had a cat's face	C
One whisked a tail	R
One tramped at a rat's pace	C
One crawled like a snail	R
One like a wombat prowled obtuse and furry	C
One like a ratel tumbled hurry skurry	C
She heard a voice like voice of doves	C
Cooing all together	C
They sounded kind and full of loves	C
In the pleasant weather	C
	-
Laura stretched her gleaming neck	S
Like a rush imbedded swan	T
Like a lily from the beck	S
Like a moonlit poplar branch	U
Like a vessel at the launch	V
When its last restraint is gone	W
	-
Backwards up the mossy glen	J
Turned and trooped the goblin men	J
With their shrill repeated cry	C
'Come buy come buy '	-
When they reached where Laura was	C
They stood stock still upon the moss	C
Leering at each other	C
Brother with queer brother	C
Signalling each other	C
Brother with sly brother	C
One set his basket down	X
One reared his plate	N
One began to weave a crown	X
Of tendrils leaves and rough nuts brown	X
Men sell not such in any town	X
One heaved the golden weight	N
Of dish and fruit to offer her	C
'Come buy come buy ' was still their cry	C
Laura stared but did not stir	C
Longed but had no money	C
The whisk tailed merchant bade her taste	Y
In tones as smooth as honey	C
The cat faced purr'd	Y
The rat faced spoke a word	Y
Of welcome and the snail paced even was heard	Y
One parrot voiced and jolly	C
Cried 'Pretty Goblin' still for 'Pretty Polly '	-
One whistled like a bird	Y
	-
But sweet tooth Laura spoke in haste	Y
'Good folk I have no coin	Z
To take were to purloin	Z
I have no copper in my purse	C
I have no silver either	C
And all my gold is on the furze	C
That shakes in windy weather	C
Above the rusty heather '	-
'You have much gold upon your head '	-
They answered all together	C
'Buy from us with a golden curl '	-
She clipped a precious golden lock	A2
She dropped a tear more rare than pearl	B2
Then sucked their fruit globes fair or red	Y
Sweeter than honey from the rock	A2
Stronger than man rejoicing wine	E
Clearer than water flowed that juice	C
She never tasted such before	C
How should it cloy with length of use	C
She sucked and sucked and sucked the more	C
Fruits which that unknown orchard bore	C
She sucked until her lips were sore	C
Then flung the emptied rinds away	C2
But gathered up one kernel stone	D2
And knew not was it night or day	C2
As she turned home alone	D2
	-
Lizzie met her at the gate	Y
Full of wise upbraidings	C
'Dear you should not stay so late	Y
Twilight is not good for maidens	C
Should not loiter in the glen	J
In the haunts of goblin men	J
Do you not remember Jeanie	C
How she met them in the moonlight	Y
Took their gifts both choice and many	C
Ate their fruits and wore their flowers	C
Plucked from bowers	C
Where summer ripens at all hours	C
But ever in the noonlight	Y
She pined and pined away	C2
Sought them by night and day	C2
Found them no more but dwindled and grew grey	C2
Then fell with the first snow	P
While to this day no grass will grow	P
Where she lies low	P
I planted daisies there a year ago	P
That never blow	P
You should not loiter so '	-
'Nay hush ' said Laura	C
'Nay hush my sister	C
I ate and ate my fill	E2
Yet my mouth waters still	E2
To morrow night I will	E2
Buy more ' and kissed her	C
'Have done with sorrow	P
I'll bring you plums to morrow	P
Fresh on their mother twigs	C
Cherries worth getting	A
You cannot think what figs	C
My teeth have met in	F2
What melons icy cold	Y
Piled on a dish of gold	Y
Too huge for me to hold	Y
What peaches with a velvet nap	G2
Pellucid grapes without one seed	Y
Odorous indeed must be the mead	Y
Whereon they grow and pure the wave they drink	H2
With lilies at the brink	H2
And sugar sweet their sap '	-
	-
Golden head by golden head	Y
Like two pigeons in one nest	Y
Folded in each other's wings	C
They lay down in their curtained bed	Y
Like two blossoms on one stem	I2
Like two flakes of new fall'n snow	P
Like two wands of ivory	C
Tipped with gold for awful kings	C
Moon and stars gazed in at them	I2
Wind sang to them lullaby	C
Lumbering owls forbore to fly	C
Not a bat flapped to and fro	P
Round their rest	Y
Cheek to cheek and breast to breast	Y
Locked together in one nest	Y
	-
Early in the morning	A
When the first cock crowed his warning	A
Neat like bees as sweet and busy	C
Laura rose with Lizzie	C
Fetched in honey milked the cows	C
Aired and set to rights the house	C
Kneaded cakes of whitest wheat	Y
Cakes for dainty mouths to eat	Y
Next churned butter whipped up cream	J2
Fed their poultry sat and sewed	Y
Talked as modest maidens should	Y
Lizzie with an open heart	Y
Laura in an absent dream	J2
One content one sick in part	Y
One warbling for the mere bright day's delight	Y
One longing for the night	Y
	-
At length slow evening came	K2
They went with pitchers to the reedy brook	L
Lizzie most placid in her look	L
Laura most like a leaping flame	K2
They drew the gurgling water from its deep	L2
Lizzie plucked purple and rich golden flags	C
Then turning homeward said 'The sunset flushes	C
Those furthest loftiest crags	C
Come Laura not another maiden lags	C
No wilful squirrel wags	C
The beasts and birds are fast asleep '	-
But Laura loitered still among the rushes	C
And said the bank was steep	L2
	-
And said the hour was early still	E2
The dew not fall'n the wind not chill	E2
Listening ever but not catching	A
The customary cry	C
'Come buy come buy '	-
With its iterated jingle	M2
Of sugar baited words	C
Not for all her watching	A
Once discerning even one goblin	F2
Racing whisking tumbling hobbling	A
Let alone the herds	C
That used to tramp along the glen	J
In groups or single	M2
Of brisk fruit merchant men	J
	-
Till Lizzie urged 'O Laura come	N2
I hear the fruit call but I dare not look	L
You should not loiter longer at this brook	L
Come with me home	O2
The stars rise the moon bends her arc	P2
Each glowworm winks her spark	P2
Let us get home before the night grows dark	P2
For clouds may gather	C
Though this is summer weather	C
Put out the lights and drench us through	C
Then if we lost our way what should we do '	-
	-
Laura turned cold as stone	D2
To find her sister heard that cry alone	D2
That goblin cry	C
'Come buy our fruits come buy '	-
Must she then buy no more such dainty fruit	Y
Must she no more such succous pasture find	Y
Gone deaf and blind	Y
Her tree of life drooped from the root	Y
She said not one word in her heart's sore ache	Q2
But peering thro' the dimness nought discerning	A
Trudged home her pitcher dripping all the way	C2
So crept to bed and lay	C2
Silent till Lizzie slept	Y
Then sat up in a passionate yearning	A
And gnashed her teeth for baulked desire and wept	Y
As if her heart would break	Q2
	-
Day after day night after night	Y
Laura kept watch in vain	R2
In sullen silence of exceeding pain	R2
She never caught again the goblin cry	C
'Come buy come buy '	-
She never spied the goblin men	J
Hawking their fruits along the glen	J
But when the noon waxed bright	Y
Her hair grew thin and grey	C2
She dwindled as the fair full moon doth turn	S2
To swift decay and burn	S2
Her fire away	C2
	-
One day remembering her kernel stone	D2
She set it by a wall that faced the south	F
Dewed it with tears hoped for a root	Y
Watched for a waxing shoot	Y
But there came none	T2
It never saw the sun	T2
It never felt the trickling moisture run	T2
While with sunk eyes and faded mouth	F
She dreamed of melons as a traveller sees	C
False waves in desert drouth	F
With shade of leaf crowned trees	C
And burns the thirstier in the sandful breeze	C
	-
She no more swept the house	C
Tended the fowls or cows	C
Fetched honey kneaded cakes of wheat	Y
Brought water from the brook	L
But sat down listless in the chimney nook	L
And would not eat	Y
	-
Tender Lizzie could not bear	C
To watch her sister's cankerous care	C
Yet not to share	C
She night and morning	A
Caught the goblins' cry	C
'Come buy our orchard fruits	C
Come buy come buy '	-
Beside the brook along the glen	J
She heard the tramp of goblin men	J
The voice and stir	C
Poor Laura could not hear	C
Longed to buy fruit to comfort her	C
But feared to pay too dear	C
She thought of Jeanie in her grave	U2
Who should have been a bride	Y
But who for joys brides hope to have	V2
Fell sick and died	Y
In her gay prime	W2
In earliest Winter time	W2
With the first glazing rime	W2
With the first snow fall of crisp Winter time	W2
	-
Till Laura dwindling	A
Seemed knocking at Death's door	C
Then Lizzie weighed no more	C
Better and worse	C
But put a silver penny in her purse	C
Kissed Laura crossed the heath with clumps of furze	C
At twilight halted by the brook	L
And for the first time in her life	X2
Began to listen and look	L
	-
Laughed every goblin	F2
When they spied her peeping	A
Came towards her hobbling	A
Flying running leaping	A
Puffing and blowing	A
Chuckling clapping crowing	A
Clucking and gobbling	A
Mopping and mowing	A
Full of airs and graces	C
Pulling wry faces	C
Demure grimaces	C
Cat like and rat like	Y2
Ratel and wombat like	Y2
Snail paced in a hurry	C
Parrot voiced and whistler	C
Helter skelter hurry skurry	C
Chattering like magpies	C
Fluttering like pigeons	C
Gliding like fishes	C
Hugged her and kissed her	C
Squeezed and caressed her	C
Stretched up their dishes	C
Panniers and plates	C
'Look at our apples	C
Russet and dun	T2
Bob at our cherries	C
Bite at our peaches	C
Citrons and dates	C
Grapes for the asking	A
Pears red with basking	A
Out in the sun	T2
Plums on their twigs	C
Pluck them and suck them	W2
Pomegranates figs '	-
	-
'Good folk ' said Lizzie	C
Mindful of Jeanie	C
'Give me much and many '	-
Held out her apron	T2
Tossed them her penny	C
'Nay take a seat with us	C
Honour and eat with us '	-
They answered grinning	A
'Our feast is but beginning	A
Night yet is early	C
Warm and dew pearly	C
Wakeful and starry	C
Such fruits as these	C
No man can carry	C
Half their bloom would fly	C
Half their dew would dry	C
Half their flavour would pass by	C
Sit down and feast with us	C
Be welcome guest with us	C
Cheer you and rest with us '	-
'Thank you ' said Lizzie 'But one waits	C
At home alone for me	C
So without further parleying	A
If you will not sell me any	C
Of your fruits though much and many	C
Give me back my silver penny	C
I tossed you for a fee '	-
They began to scratch their pates	C
No longer wagging purring	A
But visibly demurring	A
Grunting and snarling	A
One called her proud	Y
Cross grained uncivil	M2
Their tones waxed loud	Y
Their looks were evil	M2
Lashing their tails	C
They trod and hustled her	C
Elbowed and jostled her	C
Clawed with their nails	C
Barking mewing hissing mocking	A
Tore her gown and soiled her stocking	A
Twitched her hair out by the roots	C
Stamped upon her tender feet	Y
Held her hands and squeezed their fruits	C
Against her mouth to make her eat	Y
	-
White and golden Lizzie stood	Y
Like a lily in a flood	Y
Like a rock of blue veined stone	D2
Lashed by tides obstreperously	M2
Like a beacon left alone	D2
In a hoary roaring sea	C
Sending up a golden fire	C
Like a fruit crowned orange tree	C
White with blossoms honey sweet	Y
Sore beset by wasp and bee	C
Like a royal virgin town	X
Topped with gilded dome and spire	C
Close beleaguered by a fleet	Y
Mad to tug her standard down	X
	-
One may lead a horse to water	C
Twenty cannot make him drink	A
Though the goblins cuffed and caught her	C
Coaxed and fought her	C
Bullied and besought her	C
Scratched her pinched her black as ink	A
Kicked and knocked her	C
Mauled and mocked her	C
Lizzie uttered not a word	Y
Would not open lip from lip	Z2
Lest they should cram a mouthful in	F2
But laughed in heart to feel the drip	Z2
Of juice that syrupped all her face	C
And lodged in dimples of her chin	F2
And streaked her neck which quaked like curd	Y
At last the evil people	M2
Worn out by her resistance	C
Flung back her penny kicked their fruit	Y
Along whichever road they took	A
Not leaving root or stone or shoot	Y
Some writhed into the ground	Y
Some dived into the brook	A
With ring and ripple	M2
Some scudded on the gale without a sound	Y
Some vanished in the distance	C
	-
In a smart ache tingle	M2
Lizzie went her way	C2
Knew not was it night or day	C2
Sprang up the bank tore thro' the furze	C
Threaded copse and dingle	M2
And heard her penny jingle	M2
Bouncing in her purse	C
Its bounce was music to her ear	C
She ran and ran	Q
As if she feared some goblin man	Q
Dogged her with gibe or curse	C
Or something worse	C
But not one goblin skurried after	C
Nor was she pricked by fear	C
The kind heart made her windy paced	Y
That urged her home quite out of breath with haste	Y
And inward laughter	C
	-
She cried 'Laura ' up the garden	T2
'Did you miss me	C
Come and kiss me	C
Never mind my bruises	C
Hug me kiss me suck my juices	C
Squeezed from goblin fruits for you	C
Goblin pulp and goblin dew	C
Eat me drink me love me	C
Laura make much of me	C
For your sake I have braved the glen	J
And had to do with goblin merchant men '	-
	-
Laura started from her chair	C
Flung her arms up in the air	C
Clutched her hair	C
'Lizzie Lizzie have you tasted	Y
For my sake the fruit forbidden	T2
Must your light like mine be hidden	T2
Your young life like mine be wasted	Y
Undone in mine undoing	A
And ruined in my ruin	T2
Thirsty cankered goblin ridden '	-
She clung about her sister	C
Kissed and kissed and kissed her	C
Tears once again	J
Refreshed her shrunken eyes	C
Dropping like rain	R2
After long sultry drouth	F
Shaking with aguish fear and pain	R2
She kissed and kissed her with a hungry mouth	F
	-
Her lips began to scorch	A3
That juice was wormwood to her tongue	A
She loathed the feast	Y
Writhing as one possessed she leaped and sung	A
Rent all her robe and wrung	A
Her hands in lamentable haste	Y
And beat her breast	Y
Her locks streamed like the torch	A3
Borne by a racer at full speed	Y
Or like the mane of horses in their flight	Y
Or like an eagle when she stems the light	Y
Straight toward the sun	T2
Or like a caged thing freed	Y
Or like a flying flag when armies run	T2
	-
Swift fire spread through her veins knocked at her heart	Y
Met the fire smouldering there	C
And overbore its lesser flame	W2
She gorged on bitterness without a name	W2
Ah fool to choose such part	Y
Of soul consuming care	C
Sense failed in the mortal strife	X2
Like the watch tower of a town	X
Which an earthquake shatters down	X
Like a lightning stricken mast	Y
Like a wind uprooted tree	C
Spun about	Y
Like a foam topped waterspout	Y
Cast down headlong in the sea	C
She fell at last	Y
Pleasure past and anguish past	Y
Is it death or is it life	X2
	-
Life out of death	F
That night long Lizzie watched by her	C
Counted her pulse's flagging stir	C
Felt for her breath	F
Held water to her lips and cooled her face	C
With tears and fanning leaves	C
But when the first birds chirped about their eaves	C
And early reapers plodded to the place	C
Of golden sheaves	C
And dew wet grass	C
Bowed in the morning winds so brisk to pass	C
And new buds with new day	Y
Opened of cup like lilies on the stream	W2
Laura awoke as from a dream	W2
Laughed in the innocent old way	Y
Hugged Lizzie but not twice or thrice	C
Her gleaming locks showed not one thread of grey	Y
Her breath was sweet as May	Y
And light danced in her eyes	C
	-
Days weeks months years	C
Afterwards when both were wives	C
With children of their own	D2
Their mother hearts beset with fears	C
Their lives bound up in tender lives	C
Laura would call the little ones	C
And tell them of her early prime	W2
Those pleasant days long gone	W
Of not returning time	W2
Would talk about the haunted glen	J
The wicked quaint fruit merchant men	J
Their fruits like honey to the throat	Y
But poison in the blood	Y
Men sell not such in any town	X
Would tell them how her sister stood	Y
In deadly peril to do her good	Y
And win the fiery antidote	Y
Then joining hands to little hands	C
Would bid them cling together	C
'For there is no friend like a sister	C
In calm or stormy weather	C
To cheer one on the tedious way	Y
To fetch one if one goes astray	Y
To lift one if one totters down	X
To strengthen whilst one stands '	-

Christina Georgina Rossetti

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