A Sketch Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAB CDEFGAHI JAJAKJJJ JLJJMNOP QAAJAJLR| 'Emelie that fayrer was to seene | A |
| Than is the lilye on hys stalke grene | A |
| Uprose the sun and uprose Emelie ' | B |
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| DOST thou thus love me O thou beautiful | C |
| So beautiful that by thy side I seem | D |
| Like a great ducky cloud beside a star | E |
| Yet thou creep'st o'er its edges and it rests | F |
| On its lone path the slow deep hearted cloud | G |
| Then opes a rift and lets thee enter in | A |
| And with thy beauty shining on its breast | H |
| Feels no more its own blackness thou art fair | I |
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| Dost thou thus love me O thou all beloved | J |
| In whose large store the very meanest coin | A |
| Would out buy my whole wealth Yet here thou comest | J |
| Like a kind heiress from her purple and down | A |
| Uprising who for pity cannot sleep | K |
| But goes forth to the stranger at her gate | J |
| The beggared stranger at her beauteous gate | J |
| And clothes and feeds scarce blest till she has blest | J |
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| Dost thou thus love me O thou pure of heart | J |
| Whose very looks are prayers What couldst thou see | L |
| In this forsaken pool by the yew wood's side | J |
| To sit down at its bank and dip thy hand | J |
| Saying 'it is so clear ' And lo erelong | M |
| Its blackness caught the shimmer of they wings | N |
| Its slimes slid downward from thy stainless palm | O |
| Its depths grew still that there thy form might rise | P |
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| O beautiful O well beloved O rich | Q |
| In all that makes my need I lay me down | A |
| I' the shadow of thy love and feel no pain | A |
| The cloud floats on thee glittering on its breast | J |
| The beggar wears thy purple as his own | A |
| The noisome waves made calm creep to thy feet | J |
| Rejoicing that they yet can image thee | L |
| And beyond thee God's heaven thick sown with stars | R |
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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