Jessie Cameron Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBCBADAD EFEFGFGFHIHI JKJKLKLKHBHB MNMOBABNPQPQ RERESESEFCFC ADODJDJDDFDL KMKMTMTMDUDU DDDDBDBDVWVW XHXHVHVHDEDE WDWDUDUDYDZDJessie Jessie Cameron | A |
Hear me but this once quoth he | B |
Good luck go with you neighbor's son | A |
But I'm no mate for you quoth she | B |
Day was verging toward the night | C |
There beside the moaning sea | B |
Dimness overtook the light | C |
There where the breakers be | B |
O Jessie Jessie Cameron | A |
I have loved you long and true | D |
Good luck go with you neighbor's son | A |
But I'm no mate for you | D |
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She was a careless fearless girl | E |
And made her answer plain | F |
Outspoken she to earl or churl | E |
Kind hearted in the main | F |
But somewhat heedless with her tongue | G |
And apt at causing pain | F |
A mirthful maiden she and young | G |
Most fair for bliss or bane | F |
O long ago I told you so | H |
I tell you so to day | I |
Go you your way and let me go | H |
Just my own free way | I |
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The sea swept in with moan and foam | J |
Quickening the stretch of sand | K |
They stood almost in sight of home | J |
He strove to take her hand | K |
O can't you take your answer then | L |
And won't you understand | K |
For me you're not the man of men | L |
I've other plans are planned | K |
You're good for Madge or good for Cis | H |
Or good for Kate may be | B |
But what's to me the good of this | H |
While you're not good for me | B |
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They stood together on the beach | M |
They two alone | N |
And louder waxed his urgent speech | M |
His patience almost gone | O |
O say but one kind word to me | B |
Jessie Jessie Cameron | A |
I'd be too proud to beg quoth she | B |
And pride was in her tone | N |
And pride was in her lifted head | P |
And in her angry eye | Q |
And in her foot which might have fled | P |
But would not fly | Q |
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Some say that he had gypsy blood | R |
That in his heart was guile | E |
Yet he had gone through fire and flood | R |
Only to win her smile | E |
Some say his grandam was a witch | S |
A black witch from beyond the Nile | E |
Who kept an image in a niche | S |
And talked with it the while | E |
And by her hut far down the lane | F |
Some say they would not pass at night | C |
Lest they should hear an unked strain | F |
Or see an unked sight | C |
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Alas for Jessie Cameron | A |
The sea crept moaning moaning nigher | D |
She should have hastened to be gone | O |
The sea swept higher breaking by her | D |
She should have hastened to her home | J |
While yet the west was flushed with fire | D |
But now her feet are in the foam | J |
The sea foam sweeping higher | D |
O mother linger at your door | D |
And light your lamp to make it plain | F |
But Jessie she comes home no more | D |
No more again | L |
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They stood together on the strand | K |
They only each by each | M |
Home her home was close at hand | K |
Utterly out of reach | M |
Her mother in the chimney nook | T |
Heard a startled sea gull screech | M |
But never turned her head to look | T |
Towards the darkening beach | M |
Neighbors here and neighbors there | D |
Heard one scream as if a bird | U |
Shrilly screaming cleft the air | D |
That was all they heard | U |
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Jessie she comes home no more | D |
Comes home never | D |
Her lover's step sounds at his door | D |
No more forever | D |
And boats may search upon the sea | B |
And search along the river | D |
But none know where the bodies be | B |
Sea winds that shiver | D |
Sea birds that breast the blast | V |
Sea waves swelling | W |
Keep the secret first and last | V |
Of their dwelling | W |
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Whether the tide so hemmed them round | X |
With its pitiless flow | H |
That when they would have gone they found | X |
No way to go | H |
Whether she scorned him to the last | V |
With words flung to and fro | H |
Or clung to him when hope was past | V |
None will ever know | H |
Whether he helped or hindered her | D |
Threw up his life or lost it well | E |
The troubled sea for all its stir | D |
Finds no voice to tell | E |
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Only watchers by the dying | W |
Have thought they heard one pray | D |
Wordless urgent and replying | W |
One seem to say him nay | D |
And watchers by the dead have heard | U |
A windy swell from miles away | D |
With sobs and screams but not a word | U |
Distinct for them to say | D |
And watchers out at sea have caught | Y |
Glimpse of a pale gleam here or there | D |
Come and gone as quick as thought | Z |
Which might be hand or hair | D |
Christina Rossetti
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