The Unforgiven Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBAB CDEDDED FGFGGFG AHAHHAH FIFIJFI AKAKKAK LMLMMLM KNKNNKNWhen he who is the unforgiven | A |
Beheld her first he found her fair | B |
No promise ever dreamt in heaven | A |
Could then have lured him anywhere | B |
That would have been away from there | B |
And all his wits had lightly striven | A |
Foiled with her voice and eyes and hair | B |
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There's nothing in the saints and sages | C |
To meet the shafts her glances had | D |
Or such as hers have had for ages | E |
To blind a man till he be glad | D |
And humble him till he be mad | D |
The story would have many pages | E |
And would be neither good nor bad | D |
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And having followed you would find him | F |
Where properly the play begins | G |
But look for no red light behind him | F |
No fumes of many colored sins | G |
Fanned high by screaming violins | G |
God knows what good it was to blind him | F |
Or whether man or woman wins | G |
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And by the same eternal token | A |
Who knows just how it will all end | H |
This drama of hard words unspoken | A |
This fireside farce without a friend | H |
Or enemy to comprehend | H |
What augurs when two lives are broken | A |
And fear finds nothing left to mend | H |
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He stares in vain for what awaits him | F |
And sees in Love a coin to toss | I |
He smiles and her cold hush berates him | F |
Beneath his hard half of the cross | I |
They wonder why it ever was | J |
And she the unforgiving hates him | F |
More for her lack than for her loss | I |
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He feeds with pride his indecision | A |
And shrinks from what will not occur | K |
Bequeathing with infirm derision | A |
His ashes to the days that were | K |
Before she made him prisoner | K |
And labors to retrieve the vision | A |
That he must once have had of her | K |
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He waits and there awaits an ending | L |
And he knows neither what nor when | M |
But no magicians are attending | L |
To make him see as he saw then | M |
And he will never find again | M |
The face that once had been the rending | L |
Of all his purpose among men | M |
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He blames her not nor does he chide her | K |
And she has nothing new to say | N |
If he were Bluebeard he could hide her | K |
But that's not written in the play | N |
And there will be no change to day | N |
Although to the serene outsider | K |
There still would seem to be a way | N |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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