At The Hop Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG HIHI CJJD KLKL BMBM

Tis time to dress Dost hear the music surgingA
Like sobbing waves that roll up from the seaB
Yes yes I hear I yield no need of urgingA
I know your wishes send Lisette to meB
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I hate the ballroom hate its gilded pleasureC
I hate the crowd within it well you knowD
But what of that I am your lawful treasureC
And when you would display me I must goD
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You bought me with a mother s pain and troubleE
I ve been a great expense to you alwaysF
And now if you can sell me and get doubleE
The sum cost why what have I to sayG
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You ve done your duty kept me in the fashionH
And shown off me at every stylish placeI
Twas not your fault I had a heart of passionH
Twas not your fault I ever saw his faceI
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The dream was brief and beautiful and tenderC
O God to live those golden hours once moreJ
The silver moonlight and his dark eyes splendourJ
The sky above us and the sea belowD
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Come come Lisette bring out those royal lacesK
To night must make the victory completeL
Among the crowd of masked and smiling facesK
I ll move with laughter and with smiles most sweetL
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Make me most fair with youth and grace and beautyB
I needs must conquer bloated age and goldM
She shall not say I have not done my dutyB
I m ready now a daughter to be soldM

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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