The Angel In The House. Book Ii. Canto Ii. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCDEFEFGHGHHIHIHHH HJKJKLMNMOPOQRSRSFTF TUVUVRWRWXHXHIMIMYVY VIIIIHHHHIIIIZIZIA2V A2SXIXIB2HB2HC2HD2HH E2HE2F2HF2H IHHHHF2FF2FG2GG2HHHH H H2II2II2 J2 GRK2RK2HL2HL2IM2IM2I 2II2IIN2IJ2 GIZIZ GFXFFHO2HP2FQ2FQ2GIG J2IIIIR2S2R2S2 IHM2HM2FIFI J2J2XJ2X J2HHHHFJ2FJ2HT2HU2II IIIFIFHHHHHHHFPreludes | A |
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I The Changed Allegiance | B |
Watch how a bird that captived sings | C |
The cage set open first looks out | D |
Yet fears the freedom of his wings | C |
And now withdraws and flits about | D |
And now looks forth again until | E |
Grown bold he hops on stool and chair | F |
And now attains the window sill | E |
And now confides himself to air | F |
The maiden so from love's free sky | G |
In chaste and prudent counsels caged | H |
But longing to be loosen'd by | G |
Her suitor's faith declared and gaged | H |
When blest with that release desired | H |
First doubts if truly she is free | I |
Then pauses restlessly retired | H |
Alarm'd at too much liberty | I |
But soon remembering all her debt | H |
To plighted passion gets by rote | H |
Her duty says I love him yet | H |
The thought half chokes her in her throat | H |
And like that fatal I am thine | J |
Comes with alternate gush and check | K |
And joltings of the heart as wine | J |
Pour'd from a flask of narrow neck | K |
Is he indeed her choice She fears | L |
Her Yes was rashly said and shame | M |
Remorse and ineffectual tears | N |
Revolt from his conceded claim | M |
Oh treason So with desperate nerve | O |
She cries I am in love am his | P |
Lets run the cables of reserve | O |
And floats into a sea of bliss | Q |
And laughs to think of her alarm | R |
Avows she was in love before | S |
Though his avowal was the charm | R |
Which open'd to her own the door | S |
She loves him for his mastering air | F |
Whence Parthian like she slaying flies | T |
His flattering look which seems to wear | F |
Her loveliness in manly eyes | T |
His smile which by reverse portends | U |
An awful wrath should reason stir | V |
How fortunate it is they're friends | U |
And he will ne'er be wroth with her | V |
His power to do or guard from harm | R |
If he but chose to use it half | W |
And catch her up in one strong arm | R |
What could she do but weep or laugh | W |
His words which still instruct but so | X |
That this applause seems still implied | H |
How wise in all she ought to know | X |
How ignorant of all beside | H |
His skilful suit which leaves her free | I |
Gives nothing for the world to name | M |
And keeps her conscience safe while he | I |
With half the bliss takes all the blame | M |
His clear repute with great and small | Y |
The jealousy his choice will stir | V |
But ten times more than ten times all | Y |
She loves him for his love of her | V |
How happy 'tis he seems to see | I |
In her that utter loveliness | I |
Which she for his sake longs to be | I |
At times she cannot but confess | I |
Her other friends are somewhat blind | H |
Her parents' years excuse neglect | H |
But all the rest are scarcely kind | H |
And brothers grossly want respect | H |
And oft she views what he admires | I |
Within her glass and sight of this | I |
Makes all the sum of her desires | I |
To be devotion unto his | I |
But still at first whatever's done | Z |
A touch her hand press'd lightly she | I |
Stands dizzied shock'd and flush'd like one | Z |
Set sudden neck deep in the sea | I |
And though her bond for endless time | A2 |
To his good pleasure gives her o'er | V |
The slightest favour seems a crime | A2 |
Because it makes her love him more | S |
But that she ne'er will let him know | X |
For what were love should reverence cease | I |
A thought which makes her reason so | X |
Inscrutable it seems caprice | I |
With her as with a desperate town | B2 |
Too weak to stand too proud to treat | H |
The conqueror though the walls are down | B2 |
Has still to capture street by street | H |
But after that habitual faith | C2 |
Divorced from self where late 'twas due | H |
Walks nobly in its novel path | D2 |
And she's to changed allegiance true | H |
And prizing what she can't prevent | H |
Right wisdom often misdeem'd whim | E2 |
Her will's indomitably bent | H |
On mere submissiveness to him | E2 |
To him she'll cleave for him forsake | F2 |
Father's and mother's fond command | H |
He is her lord for he can take | F2 |
Hold of her faint heart with his hand | H |
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II Beauty | I |
Beauty deludes O shaft well shot | H |
To strike the mark's true opposite | H |
That ugly good is scorn'd proves not | H |
Tis beauty lies but lack of it | H |
By Heaven's law the Jew might take | F2 |
A slave to wife if she was fair | F |
So strong a plea does beauty make | F2 |
That where 'tis seen discretion's there | F |
If by a monstrous chance we learn | G2 |
That this illustrious vaunt's a lie | G |
Our minds by which the eyes discern | G2 |
See hideous contrariety | H |
And laugh at Nature's wanton mood | H |
Which thus a swinish thing to flout | H |
Though haply in its gross way good | H |
Hangs such a jewel in its snout | H |
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III Lais and Lucretia | H2 |
Did first his beauty wake her sighs | I |
That's Lais Thus Lucretia's known | I2 |
The beauty in her Lover's eyes | I |
Was admiration of her own | I2 |
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The Course Of True Love | J2 |
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I | G |
Oh beating heart of sweet alarm | R |
Which stays the lover's step when near | K2 |
His mistress and her awful charm | R |
Of grace and innocence sincere | K2 |
I held the half shut door and heard | H |
The voice of my betrothed wife | L2 |
Who sang my verses every word | H |
By music taught its latent life | L2 |
With interludes of well touch'd notes | I |
That flash'd surprising and serene | M2 |
As meteor after meteor floats | I |
The soft autumnal stars between | M2 |
There was a passion in her tone | I2 |
A tremor when she touch'd the keys | I |
Which told me she was there alone | I2 |
And uttering all her soul at ease | I |
I enter'd for I did not choose | I |
To learn how in her heart I throve | N2 |
By chance or stealth beyond her use | I |
Her greeting flatter'd me with love | J2 |
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II | G |
With true love's treacherous confidence | I |
And ire at last to laughter won | Z |
She spoke this speech and mark'd its sense | I |
By action as her Aunt had done | Z |
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III | G |
'You with your looks and catching air | F |
'To think of Vaughan You fool You know | X |
'You might with ordinary care | F |
'Ev'n yet be Lady Clitheroe | F |
'You're sure he'll do great things some day | H |
'Nonsense he won't he's dress'd too well | O2 |
'Dines with the Sterling Club they say | H |
'Not commonly respectable | P2 |
'Half Puritan half Cavalier | F |
'His curly hair I think's a wig | Q2 |
'And for his fortune why my Dear | F |
''Tis not enough to keep a gig | Q2 |
'Rich Aunts and Uncles never die | G |
'And what you bring won't do for dress | I |
'And so you'll live on Bye and bye | G |
'With oaten cake and water cress ' | - |
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IV | J2 |
I cried but did not let her see | I |
At last she soften'd her dispraise | I |
On learning you had bought for me | I |
A carriage and a pair of bays | I |
But here she comes You take her in | R2 |
To dinner I impose this task | S2 |
Make her approve my love and win | R2 |
What thanks from me you choose to ask | S2 |
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V | I |
My niece has told you every word | H |
I said of you What may I mean | M2 |
Of course she has but you've not heard | H |
How I abused you to the Dean | M2 |
Yes I'll take wine he's mad like her | F |
And she will have you there it ends | I |
And now I've done my duty Sir | F |
And you've shown common sense we're friends | I |
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VI | J2 |
Go Child and see him out yourself | J2 |
Aunt Maude said after tea and show | X |
The place upon that upper shelf | J2 |
Where Petrarch stands lent long ago | X |
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VII | J2 |
These rose leaves to my heart be press'd | H |
Honoria while it aches for you | H |
The rose in ruin from her breast | H |
Fell as I took a fond adieu | H |
You must go now Love See the air | F |
Is thick with starlight Let me tie | J2 |
This scarf on Oh your Petrarch There | F |
I'm coming Aunt Sweet Sweet Good bye | J2 |
Ah Love to me 'tis death to part | H |
Yet you my sever'd life smile on | T2 |
These 'Good nights ' Felix break my heart | H |
I'm only gay till you are gone | U2 |
With love's bright arrows from her eyes | I |
And balm on her permissive lips | I |
She pass'd and night was a surprise | I |
As when the sun at Quito dips | I |
Her beauties were like sunlit snows | I |
Flush'd but not warm'd with my desire | F |
Oh how I loved her Fiercely glows | I |
In the pure air of frost the fire | F |
Who for a year is sure of fate | H |
I thought dishearten'd as I went | H |
Wroth with the Dean who bade me wait | H |
And vex'd with her who seem'd content | H |
Nay could eternal life afford | H |
That tyranny should thus deduct | H |
From this fair land which call'd me lord | H |
A year | F |
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