The Spider Queen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLML NONO PQ PQ BHBH RSRF HTHT| IN the deep heart of furthest fairyland | A |
| Where foot of man has never trodden yet | B |
| The enchanted portals of her palace stand | A |
| And there her sleepless sentinels are set | B |
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| All round grow forests of white eglantine | C |
| And drooping dreaming clematis there blows | D |
| The purple nightshade there pale bindweeds twine | C |
| And there the pale frail flower of slumber grows | D |
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| Her palaces are decked with gleaming wings | E |
| Hung o'er with webs through spacious bower and hall | F |
| Filled through and through with precious priceless things | E |
| She is their mistress and she hates them all | F |
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| No darkling webs woven in dust and gloom | G |
| Adorn her palace walls there gleam astir | H |
| Live threads of light spun for a fairy's loom | G |
| And stolen by her slaves and brought to her | H |
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| She wears a robe woven of the July sun | I |
| Mixed with green threads won from the East at dawn | J |
| Bordered with silver moonrays finely spun | I |
| And gemmed with glowworms from some shadowy lawn | J |
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| She wears a crown of dewdrops bright like tears | K |
| Her girdle is a web of rainbow dyes | L |
| She knows no youth nor age the hours and years | M |
| Leave never a shadow on her lips and eyes | L |
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| In magic rings of green and glistening light | N |
| Her fairies dance in star spun raiment clad | O |
| Her people do her bidding day and night | N |
| Her dark robed servants toil to make her glad | O |
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| Her minstrels play to her her singers raise | P |
| Soft songs more sweet than man has ever heard | Q |
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| With endless rhythms of love her courtiers praise | P |
| And all their heart is in their every word | Q |
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| She is the mistress of all things that set | B |
| Snare of fine webs to win their hearts' desire | H |
| Queen of all folk who weave the death strong net | B |
| Between the poppy and the wild rose briar | H |
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| Yet sits despair upon that brow of hers | R |
| And sorrow in her eyes makes festival | S |
| The soul of grief with her sad soul confers | R |
| And she sits lonely in her crowded hall | F |
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| Because she has woven a web of her bright hair | H |
| A tear bright web to catch one soul and he | T |
| Beheld her in her beauty set the snare | H |
| And seeing laughed and laughing passed out free | T |
Edith Nesbit
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