Honeymoon Scene (from The Drama Of Mizpah) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDE F EGHIJ A KL F M A NEO PQRKM F STAUV A KA F WB A EXYZAA F A2AB2FC2 A ED2AAE2F2G2G F AAWEAG2AAAZ A AH2 F EWI2A2I2D2I2AJ2 A LAAALK2L2KEA2K F E2M2G2I2EN2PN O2 G2G2G2P2EEEP2AAAWAAA Q2G2G2G2R2G2G2G2R2G2 G2G2AG2G2G2AG2G2R2 A F2G2G2AHASUERAS | A |
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What were thy thoughts sweet Esther Something passed | B |
Across thy face that for a moment veiled | C |
Thy soul from mine and left me desolate | D |
Thy thoughts were not of me | E |
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ESTHER | F |
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Ay ALL of thee | E |
I wondered if in truth thou wert content | G |
With me thy choice Was there no other one | H |
Of all who passed before thee at thy court | I |
Whose memory pursues thee with regret | J |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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I do confess I much regret that day | K |
And wish I could relive it | L |
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ESTHER | F |
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Oh My lord | M |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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Yea I regret those hours I wasted on | N |
The poor procession that preceded thee | E |
Hadst thou come first then all the added wealth | O |
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Of one long day of loving thee were mine | P |
A boundless fortune squandered Though I live | Q |
To three score years and ten as I do hope | R |
In wedded love beside thee that one day | K |
Was filched from me and cannot be restored | M |
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ESTHER | F |
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And then to think how frightened and abashed | S |
I hung outside thy gates from early morn | T |
Not daring to go in and meet thine eyes | A |
Till pitying twilight clothed me in her veil | U |
And evening walked beside me to thy door | V |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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So it was thou fair thief who stole that day | K |
And made me poorer by how many hours | A |
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ESTHER | F |
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Full eight I think They seemed a hundred then | W |
And now time flies a hundred times too fast | B |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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Then eight more kisses do I claim from thee | E |
This very hour first tithes of many due | X |
I shall exact these payments as I will | Y |
And if they be not ready on demand | Z |
I'll lock thee in the prison of my arms | A |
Like this and take them so and so and so | A |
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ESTHER | F |
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But kings must think of other things than love | A2 |
And live for other aims than happiness | A |
I would not drag thee from thy altitude | B2 |
Of mighty ruler and great conqueror | F |
To chain thee by my side | C2 |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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Such slavery | E |
Would please me better than to conquer earth | D2 |
Without thee Esther I have stood on heights | A |
And heard the cheers of multitudes below | A |
Have known the loneliness of being great | E2 |
Now let me live and love thee like a man | F2 |
Forgetting I am king | G2 |
I am content | G |
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ESTHER | F |
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Content is not the pathway to great deeds | A |
As man I hold thee higher than all kings | A |
As king thou must stand higher than all men | W |
In other eyes Let no one say of me | E |
'She spoiled his greatness by her littleness | A |
She made a languorous lover of a king | G2 |
And silenced war cries on commanding lips | A |
With honeyed kisses made her woman's arms | A |
Preferred to armour and her couch to tents | A |
Until the kingdom with no guiding hand | Z |
Plunged down to ruin ' | - |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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Thou wouldst have me go | A |
So soon thy heart hath wearied | H2 |
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ESTHER | F |
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My heart is bursting with its love for thee | E |
Canst thou not feel its fervour But great men | W |
Need wiser guidance than a woman's heart | I2 |
My pride in thee is equal to my love | A2 |
And I would have thee greater than thou art | I2 |
Ay greater than all other men on earth | D2 |
Though forced long years to feed my hungry heart | I2 |
On food of memories and wine of tears | A |
Wert thou but winning glory and renown | J2 |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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Thou art most noble Esther thou art fit | L |
To be the consort of a king of kings | A |
But I have chewed upon ambition's husks | A |
And starved for love through all my manhood's years | A |
And now the mighty gods have seen it fit | L |
To spread love's banquet and to name thee host | K2 |
May I not feast my fill O Esther take | L2 |
The tempting nectar of those lips away | K |
And give me wine to rouse the brute in me | E |
To make me thirst for blood instead of love | A2 |
Wine Wine I say | K |
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ESTHER | F |
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Ahasueras wait | E2 |
Methinks good music is wine turned to sound | M2 |
Here comes thy minstrel with an offering | G2 |
Pressed from the ripened fruit of my fond heart | I2 |
Mine own the words and mine the melody | E |
And may it linger longer in thine ear | N2 |
Than on thy lip would stay the taste of wine | P |
Sing on | N |
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MINSTREL | O2 |
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When from the field returning | G2 |
Love is a warrior's yearning | G2 |
Love in his heart is burning | G2 |
Love is his dream | P2 |
Talk not to him of glory | E |
Speak not of faces gory | E |
Sing of love's tender story | E |
Make it thy theme | P2 |
Sing of his lady's tresses | A |
Sing of the smile that blesses | A |
Sing of the sweet caresses | A |
And yet again | W |
Sing of fair children's faces | A |
Sing of the dear home graces | A |
Sing till the vacant places | A |
Ring with thy strain | Q2 |
Yet as the days go speeding | G2 |
Shall he arise unheeding | G2 |
Love songs or words of pleading | G2 |
Strong in his might | R2 |
Helmet and armour wearing | G2 |
Hies he to deeds of daring | G2 |
Forth to the battle faring | G2 |
Back to the fight | R2 |
Sing now of ranks contending | G2 |
Sing of loud voices blending | G2 |
Sing of great warriors sending | G2 |
Death to their foes | A |
Sing of war missiles humming | G2 |
Strike into martial drumming | G2 |
Sing of great victory coming | G2 |
As forth he goes | A |
Back to the battle faring | G2 |
Back into deeds of daring | G2 |
Back to the fight | R2 |
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AHASUERAS | A |
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No less a lover but a greater man | F2 |
A better warrior and a nobler king | G2 |
I will be from this hour for thy dear sake | G2 |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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