Amelia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Whene'er mine eyes do my Amelia greetA
It is with such emotionB
As when in childhood turning a dim streetA
I first beheld the oceanB
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There where the little bright surf breathing townC
That shew'd me first her beauty and the seaD
Gathers its skirts against the gorse lit downC
And scatters gardens o'er the southern leaD
Abides this MaidE
Within a kind yet sombre Mother's shadeE
Who of her daughter's graces seems almost afraidE
Viewing them ofttimes with a scared forecastF
Caught haply from obscure love peril pastF
Howe'er that beD
She scants me of my rightG
Is cunning careful evermore to balkH
Sweet separate talkH
And fevers my delightG
By frets if on Amelia's cheek of peachI
I touch the notes which music cannot reachI
Bidding Good nightG
Wherefore it came that till to day's dear dateJ
I curs'd the weary months which yet I have to waitJ
Ere I find heaven one nested with my mateJ
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To day the Mother gaveK
To urgent pleas and promise to behaveK
As she were there her long besought consentL
To trust Amelia with me to the graveK
Where lay my once betrothed MillicentM
For said she hiding ill a moistening eyeN
Though Sir the word sounds hardO
God makes as if He least knew how to guardO
The treasure He loves best simplicityD
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And there Amelia stood for fairness shewnC
Like a young apple tree in flush'd arrayP
Of white and ruddy flow'r auroral gayP
With chilly blue the maiden branch betweenC
And yet to look on her moved less the mindQ
To say How beauteous than How good and kindQ
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And so we went aloneC
By walls o'er which the lilac's numerous plumeR
Shook down perfumeR
Trim plots close blownC
With daisies in conspicuous myriads seenC
Engross'd each oneC
With single ardour for her spouse the sunC
Garths in their glad arrayP
Of white and ruddy branch auroral gayP
With azure chill the maiden flow'r betweenC
Meadows of fervid greenC
With sometime sudden prospect of untoldS
Cowslips like chance found goldS
And broadcast buttercups at joyful gazeT
Rending the air with praiseT
Like the six hundred thousand voiced shoutU
Of Jacob camp'd in Midian put to routU
Then through the ParkV
Where Spring to livelier gloomR
Quicken'd the cedars darkV
And 'gainst the clear sky coldS
Which shone afarW
Crowded with sunny alps oracularW
Great chestnuts raised themselves abroad like cliffs of bloomR
And everywhereW
Amid the ceaseless rapture of the larkV
With wonder newC
We caught the solemn voice of single airW
CuckooC
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And when Amelia 'bolden'd saw and heardX
How bravely sang the birdX
And all things in God's bounty did rejoiceY
She who her Mother by spake seldom wordX
Did her charm'd silence doffZ
And to my happy marvel her dear voiceY
Went as a clock does when the pendulum's offZ
Ill Monarch of man's heart the Maiden whoC
Does not aspire to be High Pontiff tooC
So she repeated soft her Poet's lineC
By grace divineC
Not otherwise O Nature are we thineC
And I up the bright steep she led me trodA2
And the like thought pursuedB2
With What is gladness without gratitudeB2
And where is gratitude without a GodA2
And of delight the guerdon of His lawsC2
She spake in learned moodB2
And I of Him loved reverently as CauseD2
Her sweetly as Occasion of all goodE2
Nor were we shyN
For souls in heaven that beD
May talk of heaven without hypocrisyD
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And now when we drew nearW
The low gray Church in its sequester'd dellF2
A shade upon me fellF2
Dead Millicent indeed had been most sweetA
But I how little meetA
To call such graces in a Maiden mineC
A boy's proud passion free affection bluntsG2
His well meant flatteries oft are blind affrontsG2
And many a tearW
Was Millicent's before I manlier knewC
That maidens shineC
As diamonds doC
Which though most clearW
Are not to be seen throughC
And if she put her virgin self asideH2
And sate her crownless at my conquering feetA
It should have bred in me humility not prideH2
Amelia had more luck than MillicentM
Secure she smiled and warm from all mischanceG2
Or from my knowledge or my ignoranceG2
And glow'd contentL
With my some might have thought too much superior ageI2
Which seem'd the gageI2
Of steady kindness all on her intentL
Thus nought forbade us to be fully blentL
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While therefore nowC
Her pensive footstep stirr'dL
The darnell'd garden of unheedful deathJ2
She ask'd what Millicent was like and heardL
Of eyes like her's and honeysuckle breathJ2
And of a wiser than a woman's browC
Yet fill'd with only woman's love and howC
An incidental greatness character'dL
Her unconsider'd waysG2
But all my praiseG2
Amelia thought too slight for MillicentL
And on my lovelier freighted arm she leantL
For more attentL
And the tea rose I gaveK
To deck her breast she dropp'd upon the graveK
And this was her's said I decoring with a bandL
Of mildest pearls Amelia's milder handL
Nay I will wear it for her sake she saidL
For dear to maidens are their rivals deadL
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And soG2
She seated on the black yew's tortured rootL
I on the carpet of sere shreds belowG2
And nigh the little mound where lay that otherW
I kiss'd her lips three times without disputeL
And with bold worship suddenly aglowG2
I lifted to my lips a sandall'd footL
And kiss'd it three times thrice without disputeL
Upon my head her fingers fell like snowG2
Her lamb like hands about my neck she wreathedL
Her arms like slumber o'er my shoulders creptL
And with her bosom whence the azalea breathedL
She did my face full favourably smotherW
To hide the heaving secret that she weptL
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Now would I keep my promise to her MotherW
Now I arose and raised her to her feetL
My best Amelia fresh born from a kissG2
Moth like full blown in birthdew shuddering sweetL
With great kind eyes in whose brown shadeL
Bright Venus and her Baby play'dL
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At inmost heart well pleased with one anotherW
What time the slant sun lowG2
Through the plough'd field does each clod sharply shewC
And softly fillsG2
With shade the dimples of our homeward hillsG2
With little saidL
We left the 'wilder'd garden of the deadL
And gain'd the gorse lit shoulder of the downC
That keeps the north wind from the nestling townC
And caught once more the vision of the waveK
Where on the horizon's dipK2
A many sailed shipK2
Pursued alone her distant purpose graveK
And by steep steps rock hewn to the dim streetL
I led her sacred feetL
And so the Daughter gaveK
Soft moth like sweetL
Showy as damask rose and shy as muskL2
Back to her Mother anxious in the duskL2
And now Good nightL
Me shall the phantom months no more affrightL
For heaven's gates to open well waits heD
Who keeps himself the keyD

Coventry Patmore



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