Art Versus Cupid Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CCDDEFGGHHI J KLI J K M NNCC OI PQ G PPRRS Q GGTU G TOOGGVV K JJW G WXY G XZZ B SA2B2C2XX Q XD2D2K G K G E2E2XXC G C G VV F2 G2G2GGGGLLGGH2H2UU J I2 J2 G GGXXGGK2W J K2H B L2L2M2M2 N2 GGO2O2GGAA G GGLLP2P2Q2Q2E2E2 BV R2 B B DDS2S2 T2 R2 H2H2U2U2 Z X CC B| A room in a private house A maiden sitting before a fire meditating | A |
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| MAIDEN | B |
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| Now have I fully fixed upon my part | C |
| Good bye to dreams for me a life of art | C |
| Beloved art Oh realm serene and fair | D |
| Above the mean and sordid world of care | D |
| Above earth's small ambitions and desires | E |
| Art art the very word my soul inspires | F |
| From foolish memories it sets me free | G |
| Not what has been but that which is to be | G |
| Absorbs me now Adieu to vain regret | H |
| The bow is tensely drawn the target set | H |
| A knock at the door | I |
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| MAID aside | J |
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| The night is dark and chill the hour is late | K |
| Aloud | L |
| Who knocks upon my door | I |
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| A Voice Outside | J |
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| 'Tis I your fate | K |
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| MAID | M |
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| Thou dost deceive not me but thine own self | N |
| My fate is not a wandering vagrant elf | N |
| My fate is here within this throbbing heart | C |
| That beats alone for glory and for art | C |
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| Voice | O |
| Another knock at door | I |
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| Pray let me in I am so faint and cold | P |
| Door is pushed ajar Enter CUPID who aproaches the fire with outstretched hands | Q |
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| MAID indignantly | G |
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| Methinks thou art not faint however cold | P |
| But rather too courageous and most bold | P |
| Surprisingly ill mannered sir and rude | R |
| Without an invitation to intrude | R |
| Into my very presence | S |
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| CUPID warming his hands | Q |
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| But you see | G |
| Girls never mind a little chap like me | G |
| They're always watching for me on the sly | T |
| And hoping I will call | U |
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| MAID haughtily | G |
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| Indeed not I | T |
| My heart has listened to a sweeter voice | O |
| A clarion call that gives command not choice | O |
| And I have answered to that call 'I come' | G |
| To other voices shall my ears be dumb | G |
| To art alone I consecrate my life | V |
| Art is my spouse and I his willing wife | V |
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| CUPID slowly gazing in the grate | K |
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| Art is a sultan and you must divide | J |
| His love with many another ill fed bride | J |
| Now I know one who worships you alone | W |
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| MAID impatiently | G |
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| I will not listen for the dice is thrown | W |
| And art has won me On my brow some day | X |
| Shall rest the laurel wreath | Y |
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| CUPID sitting down and looking at MAID critically | G |
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| Just let me say | X |
| I think sweet orange blossoms under lace | Z |
| Are better suited to your type of face | Z |
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| MAID ignoring interruption | B |
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| I yet shall stand before an audience | S |
| That listens as one mind absorbed intense | A2 |
| And with my genius I shall rouse its cheers | B2 |
| Still it to silence soften it to tears | C2 |
| Or wake its laughter Oh the play the play | X |
| The play's the thing My boy THE PLAY | X |
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| CUPID suddenly clapping his hands | Q |
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| Oh say | X |
| I know a splendid role for you to take | D2 |
| And one that always keeps the house awake | D2 |
| And calls for pretty dressing Oh it's great | K |
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| MAID excitedly | G |
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| Well well what is it Wherefore make me wait | K |
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| CUPID tapping his brow thoughtfully | G |
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| How is it those lines run oh now I know | E2 |
| You make a stately entrance measured slow | E2 |
| To stirring music then you kneel and say | X |
| Something about to honour and obey | X |
| For better and for worse till death do part | C |
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| MAID angrily | G |
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| Be still you foolish boy that is not ART | C |
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| CUPID seriously | G |
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| She needs great skill who takes the role of wife | V |
| In God's stupendous drama human life | V |
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| MAID suddenly becoming serious | F2 |
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| So I once thought Oh once my very soul | G2 |
| Was filled and thrilled with dreaming of that role | G2 |
| Life seemed so wonderful it held for me | G |
| No purpose no ambition but to be | G |
| Loving and loved My highest thought of fame | G |
| Was some day bearing my dear lover's name | G |
| Alone I ofttimes uttered it aloud | L |
| Or wrote it down half timid and all proud | L |
| To see myself lost utterly in him | G |
| As some small star might joy in growing dim | G |
| When sinking in the sun or as the dew | H2 |
| Forgetting the brief little life it knew | H2 |
| In space might on the ocean's bosom fall | U |
| And ask for nothing only to give all | U |
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| CUPID aside | J |
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| Now THAT'S the talk it's music to my ear | I2 |
| After that stuff on 'art' and a 'career ' | - |
| I hope she'll keep it up | J2 |
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| MAIDEN continuing her reverie | G |
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| Again my dream | G |
| Shaped into changing pictures I would seem | G |
| To see myself in beautiful array | X |
| Move down the aisle upon my wedding day | X |
| And then I saw the modest living room | G |
| With lighted lamp and fragrant plants in bloom | G |
| And books and sewing scattered all about | K2 |
| And just we two alone | W |
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| CUPID in glee aside | J |
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| There's not a doubt | K2 |
| I'll land her yet | H |
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| MAIDEN | B |
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| My dream kaleidoscope | L2 |
| Changed still again and framed love's dearest hope | L2 |
| The trinity of home and life was good | M2 |
| And all its deepest meaning understood | M2 |
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| Sits lost in a dream Behind scenes a voice sings a lullaby 'Beautiful Land of Nod ' CUPID in ecstasy tiptoes about and clasps his hands in delight | N2 |
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| Another scene a matron in her prime | G |
| I saw myself glide peacefully with time | G |
| Into the quiet middle years content | O2 |
| With simple joys the dear home circle lent | O2 |
| My sons and daughters made my diadem | G |
| I saw my happy youth renewed in them | G |
| The pain of growing old lost all its sting | A |
| For Love stood near in Winter as in Spring | A |
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| CUPID tiptoes to door and makes a signal MAIDEN starts up dramatically | G |
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| 'Twas but a dream I woke all suddenly | G |
| The world had changed And now life means to me | G |
| My art the stage excitement and the crowd | L |
| The glare of many foot lights and the loud | L |
| Applause of men as I cry in rage | P2 |
| 'Give me the dagger ' or creep down the stage | P2 |
| In that sleep walking scene Oh art like mine | Q2 |
| Will send the chills down every listener's spine | Q2 |
| And when I choose salt tears shall freely flow | E2 |
| As in the moonlight I cry 'Romeo Romeo | E2 |
| Oh wherefore art thou Romeo ' | - |
| Ay 'tis done | B |
| My dream of home life | V |
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| CUPID | R2 |
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| It is but begun | B |
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| MAIDEN | B |
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| The heart but once can dream a dream so fair | D |
| And so henceforth love thoughts I do forswear | D |
| Since faith in love has crumbled to the dust | S2 |
| In fame alone I put my hope and trust | S2 |
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| CUPID at the door beckons excitedly Enter lover with outstretched arms | T2 |
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| CUPID | R2 |
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| Here's one who will explain yourself to you | H2 |
| And make that old sweet dream of love come true | H2 |
| Fix up your foolish quarrel time is brief | U2 |
| So waste no more of it in doubt or grief | U2 |
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| The lovers meet and embrace | Z |
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| CUPID in doorway | X |
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| Warm lip to lip and heart to beating heart | C |
| The cast is made My Lady has her part | C |
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| CURTAIN | B |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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