The Unforgiven Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBAB CDEDDED FGFGGFG AHAHHAH FIFIJFI AKAKKAK LMLMMLM KNKNNKN

When he who is the unforgivenA
Beheld her first he found her fairB
No promise ever dreamt in heavenA
Could then have lured him anywhereB
That would have been away from thereB
And all his wits had lightly strivenA
Foiled with her voice and eyes and hairB
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There's nothing in the saints and sagesC
To meet the shafts her glances hadD
Or such as hers have had for agesE
To blind a man till he be gladD
And humble him till he be madD
The story would have many pagesE
And would be neither good nor badD
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And having followed you would find himF
Where properly the play beginsG
But look for no red light behind himF
No fumes of many colored sinsG
Fanned high by screaming violinsG
God knows what good it was to blind himF
Or whether man or woman winsG
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And by the same eternal tokenA
Who knows just how it will all endH
This drama of hard words unspokenA
This fireside farce without a friendH
Or enemy to comprehendH
What augurs when two lives are brokenA
And fear finds nothing left to mendH
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He stares in vain for what awaits himF
And sees in Love a coin to tossI
He smiles and her cold hush berates himF
Beneath his hard half of the crossI
They wonder why it ever wasJ
And she the unforgiving hates himF
More for her lack than for her lossI
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He feeds with pride his indecisionA
And shrinks from what will not occurK
Bequeathing with infirm derisionA
His ashes to the days that wereK
Before she made him prisonerK
And labors to retrieve the visionA
That he must once have had of herK
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He waits and there awaits an endingL
And he knows neither what nor whenM
But no magicians are attendingL
To make him see as he saw thenM
And he will never find againM
The face that once had been the rendingL
Of all his purpose among menM
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He blames her not nor does he chide herK
And she has nothing new to sayN
If he were Bluebeard he could hide herK
But that's not written in the playN
And there will be no change to dayN
Although to the serene outsiderK
There still would seem to be a wayN

Edwin Arlington Robinson



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