Maurine Part Iii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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One summer month of sunlight moonlight mirth | B |
With not a hint of shadows lurking near | A |
Or storm clouds brewing | C |
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'T was a royal day | D |
Voluptuous July held her lover Earth | B |
With her warm arms upon her glowing breast | E |
And twined herself about him as he lay | D |
Smiling and panting in his dream stirred rest | E |
She bound him with her limbs of perfect grace | F |
And hid him with her trailing robe of green | G |
And wound him in her long hair's shimmering sheen | G |
And rained her ardent kisses on his face | F |
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Through the glad glory of the summer land | H |
Helen and I went wandering hand in hand | H |
In winding paths hard by the ripe wheat field | I |
White with the promise of a bounteous yield | I |
Across the late shorn meadow down the hill | J |
Red with the tiger lily blossoms till | J |
We stood upon the borders of the lake | K |
That like a pretty placid infant slept | L |
Low at its base and little ripples crept | L |
Along its surface just as dimples chase | F |
Each other o'er an infant's sleeping face | F |
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Helen in idle hours had learned to make | K |
A thousand pretty feminine knick knacks | M |
For brackets ottomans and toilet stands | N |
Labor just suited to her dainty hands | N |
That morning she had been at work in wax | M |
Molding a wreath of flowers for my room | O |
Taking her patterns from the living blows | P |
In all their dewy beauty and sweet bloom | O |
Fresh from my garden Fuchsia tulip rose | P |
And trailing ivy grew beneath her touch | Q |
Resembling the living plants as much | Q |
As life is copied in the form of death | R |
These lacking but the perfume and that breath | R |
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And now the wreath was all completed save | S |
The mermaid blossom of all flowerdom | O |
A water lily dripping from the wave | S |
And 'twas in search of it that we had come | O |
Down to the lake and wandered on the beach | T |
To see if any lilies grew in reach | T |
Some broken stalks where flowers late had been | U |
Some buds with all their beauties folded in | U |
We found but not the treasure that we sought | V |
And then we turned our footsteps to the spot | W |
Where all impatient of its chain my boat | X |
The Swan rocked asking to be set afloat | X |
It was a dainty row boat strong yet light | Y |
Each side a swan was painted snowy white | Y |
A present from my uncle just before | Z |
He sailed with Death to that mysterious strand | H |
Where freighted ships go sailing evermore | Z |
But none return to tell us of the land | H |
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I freed the Swan and slowly rowed about | A2 |
Wherever sea weeds grass or green leaves lifted | B2 |
Their tips above the water So we drifted | B2 |
While Helen opposite leaned idly out | A2 |
And watched for lilies in the waves below | C2 |
And softly crooned some sweet and dreamy air | D2 |
That soothed me like a mother's lullabies | E2 |
I dropped the oars and closed my sun kissed eyes | E2 |
And let the boat go drifting here and there | D2 |
Oh happy day the last of that brief time | O |
Of thoughtless youth when all the world seems bright | Y |
Ere that disguis d angel men call Woe | C2 |
Leads the sad heart through valleys dark as night | Y |
Up to the heights exalted and sublime | O |
On each blest happy moment I am fain | F2 |
To linger long ere I pass on to pain | F2 |
And sorrow that succeeded | B2 |
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From day dreams | G2 |
As golden as the summer noontide's beams | G2 |
I was awakened by a voice that cried | H2 |
Strange ship ahoy Fair frigate whither bound | I2 |
And starting up I cast my gaze around | I2 |
And saw a sail boat o'er the water glide | H2 |
Close to the Swan like some live thing of grace | F |
And from it looked the glowing handsome face | F |
Of Vivian | J2 |
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Beauteous sirens of the sea | K2 |
Come sail across the raging main with me | K2 |
He laughed and leaning drew our drifting boat | X |
Beside his own There now step in he said | L2 |
I'll land you anywhere you want to go | C2 |
My boat is safer far than yours I know | C2 |
And much more pleasant with its sails all spread | L2 |
The Swan We'll take the oars and let it float | X |
Ashore at leisure You Maurine sit there | D2 |
Miss Helen here Ye gods and little fishes | M2 |
I've reached the height of pleasure and my wishes | N2 |
Adieu despondency farewell to care | D2 |
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'T was done so quickly that was Vivian's way | D |
He did not wait for either yea or nay | D |
He gave commands and left you with no choice | O2 |
But just to do the bidding of his voice | O2 |
His rare kind smile low tones and manly face | F |
Lent to his quick imperiousness a grace | F |
And winning charm completely stripping it | P2 |
Of what might otherwise have seemed unfit | P2 |
Leaving no trace of tyranny but just | Q2 |
That nameless force that seemed to say You must | Q2 |
Suiting its pretty title of The Dawn | R2 |
So named he said that it might rhyme with Swan | S2 |
Vivian's sail boat was carpeted with blue | T2 |
While all its sails were of a pale rose hue | T2 |
The daintiest craft that flirted with the breeze | U2 |
A poet's fancy in an hour of ease | U2 |
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Whatever Vivian had was of the best | E |
His room was like some Sultan's in the East | V2 |
His board was always spread as for a feast | V2 |
Whereat each meal he was both host and guest | E |
He would go hungry sooner than he'd dine | W2 |
At his own table if 'twere illy set | X2 |
He so loved things artistic in design | W2 |
Order and beauty all about him Yet | X2 |
So kind he was if it befell his lot | W |
To dine within the humble peasant's cot | W |
He made it seem his native soil to be | K2 |
And thus displayed the true gentility | K2 |
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Under the rosy banners of the Dawn | R2 |
Around the lake we drifted on and on | S2 |
It was a time for dreams and not for speech | T |
And so we floated on in silence each | T |
Weaving the fancies suiting such a day | D |
Helen leaned idly o'er the sail boat's side | H2 |
And dipped her rosy fingers in the tide | H2 |
And I among the cushions half reclined | Y2 |
Half sat and watched the fleecy clouds at play | D |
While Vivian with his blank book opposite | Z2 |
In which he seemed to either sketch or write | Y |
Was lost in inspiration of some kind | Y2 |
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No time no change no scene can e'er efface | F |
My mind's impression of that hour and place | F |
It stands out like a picture O'er the years | A3 |
Black with their robes of sorrow veiled with tears | B3 |
Lying with all their lengthened shapes between | G |
Untouched undimmed I still behold that scene | G |
Just as the last of Indian summer days | C3 |
Replete with sunlight crowned with amber haze | C3 |
Followed by dark and desolate December | D3 |
Through all the months of winter we remember | D3 |
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The sun slipped westward That peculiar change | E3 |
Which creeps into the air and speaks of night | Y |
While yet the day is full of golden light | Y |
We felt steal o'er us | F3 |
Vivian broke the spell | G3 |
Of dream fraught silence throwing down his book | H3 |
Young ladies please allow me to arrange | E3 |
These wraps about your shoulders I know well | G3 |
The fickle nature of our atmosphere | A |
Her smile swift followed by a frown or tear | D2 |
And go prepared for changes Now you look | H3 |
Like like oh where's a pretty simile | G3 |
Had you a pocket mirror here you'd see | K2 |
How well my native talent is displayed | I3 |
In shawling you Red on the brunette maid | I3 |
Blue on the blonde and quite without design | W2 |
Oh where is that comparison of mine | W2 |
Well like a June rose and a violet blue | G3 |
In one bouquet I fancy that will do | G3 |
And now I crave your patience and a boon | J3 |
Which is to listen while I read my rhyme | O |
A floating fancy of the summer time | O |
'Tis neither witty wonderful nor wise | E2 |
So listen kindly but don't criticise | E2 |
My maiden effort of the afternoon | J3 |
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If all the ships I have at sea | E2 |
Should come a sailing home to me | E2 |
Ah well the harbor could not hold | K3 |
So many sails as there would be | E2 |
If all my ships came in from sea | E2 |
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If half my ships came home from sea | E2 |
And brought their precious freight to me | E2 |
Ah well I should have wealth as great | L3 |
As any king who sits in state | L3 |
So rich the treasures that would be | E2 |
In half my ships now out at sea | E2 |
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If just one ship I have at sea | E2 |
Should come a sailing home to me | E2 |
Ah well the storm clouds then might frown | M3 |
For if the others all went down | M3 |
Still rich and proud and glad I'd be | E2 |
If that one ship came back to me | E2 |
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If that one ship went down at sea | E2 |
And all the others came to me | E2 |
Weighed down with gems and wealth untold | K3 |
With glory honor riches gold | K3 |
The poorest soul on earth I'd be | E2 |
If that one ship came not to me | E2 |
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O skies be calm O winds blow free | E2 |
Blow all my ships safe home to me | E2 |
But if thou sendest some a wrack | N3 |
To never more come sailing back | N3 |
Send any all that skim the sea | E2 |
But bring my love ship home to me | E2 |
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Helen was leaning by me and her head | L2 |
Rested against my shoulder as he read | L2 |
I stroked her hair and watched the fleecy skies | E2 |
And when he finished did not turn my eyes | E2 |
I felt too happy and too shy to meet | O3 |
His gaze just then I said 'Tis very sweet | O3 |
And suits the day does it not Helen dear | A |
But Helen voiceless did not seem to hear | P3 |
'Tis strange I added how you poets sing | C |
So feelingly about the very thing | C |
You care not for and dress up an ideal | G3 |
So well it looks a living breathing real | G3 |
Now to a listener your love song seemed | Q3 |
A heart's out pouring yet I've heard you say | E2 |
Almost the opposite or that you deemed | Q3 |
Position honor glory power fame | O |
Gained without loss of conscience or good name | O |
The things to live for | Z |
Have you Well you may | E2 |
Laughed Vivian but 'twas years or months ago | C2 |
And Solomon says wise men change you know | C2 |
I now speak truth if she I hold most dear | A |
Slipped from my life and no least hope were left | R3 |
My heart would find the years more lonely here | P3 |
Than if I were of wealth fame friends bereft | R3 |
And sent an exile to a foreign land | H |
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His voice was low and measured as he spoke | S3 |
New unknown chords of melody awoke | S3 |
Within my soul I felt my heart expand | H |
With that sweet fullness born of love I turned | T3 |
To hide the blushes on my cheek that burned | T3 |
And leaning over Helen breathed her name | O |
She lay so motionless I thought she slept | L |
But as I spoke I saw her eyes unclose | E2 |
And o'er her face a sudden glory swept | L |
And a slight tremor thrilled all through her frame | O |
Sweet friend I said your face is full of light | Y |
What were the dreams that made your eyes so bright | Y |
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She only smiled for answer and arose | E2 |
From her reclining posture at my side | H2 |
Threw back the clust'ring ringlets from her face | E2 |
With a quick gesture full of easy grace | E2 |
And turning spoke to Vivian Will you guide | H2 |
The boat up near that little clump of green | G |
Off to the right There's where the lilies grow | C2 |
We quite forgot our errand here Maurine | E2 |
And our few moments have grown into hours | E2 |
What will Aunt Ruth think of our ling'ring so | C2 |
There that will do now I can reach the flowers | E2 |
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Hark just hear that and Vivian broke forth singing | C |
Row brothers row The six o'clock bell's ringing | C |
Who ever knew three hours to go so fast | U3 |
In all the annals of the world before | Z |
I could have sworn not over one had passed | U3 |
Young ladies I am forced to go ashore | Z |
I thank you for the pleasure you have given | J2 |
This afternoon has been a glimpse of heaven | J2 |
Good night sweet dreams and by your gracious leave | V3 |
I'll pay my compliments to morrow eve | V3 |
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A smile a bow and he had gone his way | E2 |
And in the waning glory of the day | E2 |
Down cool green lanes and through the length'ning shadows | E2 |
Silent we wandered back across the meadows | E2 |
The wreath was finished and adorned my room | O |
Long afterward the lilies' copied bloom | O |
Was like a horrid specter in my sight | Y |
Staring upon me morning noon and night | Y |
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The sun went down The sad new moon rose up | W3 |
And passed before me like an empty cup | W3 |
The Great Unseen brims full of pain or bliss | E2 |
And gives His children saying Drink of this | E2 |
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A light wind from the open casement fanned | H |
My brow and Helen's as we hand in hand | H |
Sat looking out upon the twilight scene | G |
In dreamy silence Helen's dark blue eyes | E2 |
Like two lost stars that wandered from the skies | E2 |
Some night adown the meteor's shining track | N3 |
And always had been grieving to go back | N3 |
Now gazed up wistfully at heaven's dome | O |
And seemed to recognize and long for home | O |
Her sweet voice broke the silence Wish Maurine | E2 |
Before you speak you know the moon is new | G3 |
And anything you wish for will come true | G3 |
Before it wanes I do believe the sign | W2 |
Now tell me your wish and I'll tell you mine | W2 |
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I turned and looked up at the slim young moon | J3 |
And with an almost superstitious heart | X3 |
I sighed Oh new moon help me by thine art | X3 |
To grow all grace and goodness and to be | E2 |
Worthy the love a true heart proffers me | E2 |
Then smiling down I said Dear one my boon | J3 |
I fear is quite too silly or too sweet | O3 |
For my repeating so we'll let it stay | E2 |
Between the moon and me But if I may | E2 |
I'll listen now to your wish Tell me please | E2 |
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All suddenly she nestled at my feet | O3 |
And hid her blushing face upon my knees | E2 |
Then drew my hand against her glowing cheek | Y3 |
And leaning on my breast began to speak | Y3 |
Half sighing out the words my tortured ear | P3 |
Reached down to catch while striving not to hear | P3 |
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Can you not guess who 'twas about Maurine | E2 |
Oh my sweet friend you must ere this have seen | G |
The love I tried to cover from all eyes | E2 |
And from myself Ah foolish little heart | X3 |
As well it might go seeking for some art | X3 |
Whereby to hide the sun in noonday skies | E2 |
When first the strange sound of his voice I heard | Z3 |
Looked on his noble face and touched his hand | H |
My slumb'ring heart thrilled through and through and stirred | Z3 |
As if to say 'I hear and understand ' | - |
And day by day mine eyes were blest beholding | C |
The inner beauty of his life unfolding | C |
In countless words and actions that portrayed | I3 |
The noble stuff of which his soul was made | I3 |
And more and more I felt my heart upreaching | C |
Toward the truth drawn gently by his teaching | C |
As flowers are drawn by sunlight And there grew | G3 |
A strange shy something in its depths I knew | G3 |
At length was love because it was so sad | A4 |
And yet so sweet and made my heart so glad | A4 |
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Yet seemed to pain me Then for very shame | O |
Lest all should read my secret and its name | O |
I strove to hide it in my breast away | E2 |
Where God could see it only But each day | E2 |
It seemed to grow within me and would rise | E2 |
Like my own soul and look forth from my eyes | E2 |
Defying bonds of silence and would speak | C |
In its red lettered language on my cheek | C |
If but his name was uttered You were kind | Y2 |
My own Maurine as you alone could be | E2 |
So long the sharer of my heart and mind | Y2 |
While yet you saw in seeming not to see | E2 |
In all the years we have been friends my own | B4 |
And loved as women very rarely do | G3 |
My heart no sorrow and no joy has known | B4 |
It has not shared at once in full with you | G3 |
And I so longed to speak to you of this | E2 |
When first I felt its mingled pain and bliss | E2 |
Yet dared not lest you knowing him should say | E2 |
In pity for my folly 'Lack a day | E2 |
You are undone because no mortal art | X3 |
Can win the love of such a lofty heart ' | - |
And so I waited silent and in pain | F2 |
Till I could know I did not love in vain | F2 |
And now I know beyond a doubt or fear | A |
Did he not say 'If she I hold most dear | A |
Slipped from my life and no least hope were left | R3 |
My heart would find the years more lonely here | P3 |
Than if I were of wealth fame friends bereft | R3 |
And sent an exile to a foreign land' | R3 |
Oh darling you must love to understand | R3 |
The joy that thrilled all through me at those words | E2 |
It was as if a thousand singing birds | E2 |
Within my heart broke forth in notes of praise | E2 |
I did not look up but I knew his gaze | E2 |
Was on my face and that his eyes must see | E2 |
The joy I felt almost transfigured me | E2 |
He loves me loves me so the birds kept singing | C |
And all my soul with that sweet strain is ringing | C |
If there were added but one drop of bliss | E2 |
No more my cup would hold and so this eve | V3 |
I made a wish that I might feel his kiss | E2 |
Upon my lips ere yon pale moon should leave | V3 |
The stars all lonely having waned away | E2 |
Too old and weak and bowed with care to stay | E2 |
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Her voice sighed into silence While she spoke | C |
My heart writhed in me praying she would cease | E2 |
Each word she uttered falling like a stroke | C |
On my bare soul And now a hush like death | R |
Save that 'twas broken by a quick drawn breath | R |
Fell 'round me but brought not the hoped for peace | E2 |
For when the lash no longer leaves its blows | E2 |
The flesh still quivers and the blood still flows | E2 |
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She nestled on my bosom like a child | R3 |
And 'neath her head my tortured heart throbbed wild | R3 |
With pain and pity She had told her tale | G3 |
Her self deceiving story to the end | R3 |
How could I look down on her as she lay | E2 |
So fair and sweet and lily like and frail | G3 |
A tender blossom on my breast and say | E2 |
Nay you are wrong you do mistake dear friend | R3 |
'Tis I am loved not you Yet that were truth | C4 |
And she must know it later | D3 |
Should I speak | C |
And spread a ghastly pallor o'er the cheek | C |
Flushed now with joy And while I doubting pondered | R3 |
She spoke again Maurine I oft have wondered | R3 |
Why you and Vivian were not lovers He | E2 |
Is all a heart could ask its king to be | E2 |
And you have beauty intellect and youth | C4 |
I think it strange you have not loved each other | D3 |
Strange how he could pass by you for another | D3 |
Not half so fair or worthy Yet I know | C2 |
A loving Father pre arranged it so | C2 |
I think my heart has known him all these years | E2 |
And waited for him And if when he came | O |
It had been as a lover of my friend | R3 |
I should have recognized him all the same | O |
As my soul mate and loved him to the end | R3 |
Hiding my grief and forcing back my tears | E2 |
Till on my heart slow dropping day by day | E2 |
Unseen they fell and wore it all away | E2 |
And so a tender Father kept him free | E2 |
With all the largeness of his love for me | E2 |
For me unworthy such a precious gift | R3 |
Yet I will bend each effort of my life | D4 |
To grow in grace and goodness and to lift | R3 |
My soul and spirit to his lofty height | R3 |
So to deserve that holy name his wife | D4 |
Sweet friend it fills my whole heart with delight | R3 |
To breathe its long hid secret in your ear | P3 |
Speak my Maurine and say you love to hear | P3 |
The while she spoke my active brain gave rise | E2 |
To one great thought of mighty sacrifice | E2 |
And self denial Oh it blanched my cheek | C |
And wrung my soul and from my heart it drove | E4 |
All life and feeling Coward like I strove | E4 |
To send it from me but I felt it cling | C |
And hold fast on my mind like some live thing | C |
And all the Self within me felt its touch | Q |
And cried No no I cannot do so much | Q |
I am not strong enough there is no call | G3 |
And then the voice of Helen bade me speak | C |
And with a calmness born of nerve I said | R3 |
Scarce knowing what I uttered Sweetheart all | G3 |
Your joys and sorrows are with mine own wed | R3 |
I thank you for your confidence and pray | E2 |
I may deserve it always But dear one | J2 |
Something perhaps our boat ride in the sun | J2 |
Has set my head to aching I must go | C2 |
To bed directly and you will I know | C2 |
Grant me your pardon and another day | E2 |
We'll talk of this together Now good night | R3 |
And angels guard you with their wings of light | R3 |
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I kissed her lips and held her on my heart | R3 |
And viewed her as I ne'er had done before | Z |
I gazed upon her features o'er and o'er | D3 |
Marked her white tender face her fragile form | O |
Like some frail plant that withers in the storm | O |
Saw she was fairer in her new found joy | F4 |
Than e'er before and thought Can I destroy | F4 |
God's handiwork or leave it at the best | R3 |
A broken harp while I close clasp my bliss | E2 |
I bent my head and gave her one last kiss | E2 |
And sought my room and found there such relief | G4 |
As sad hearts feel when first alone with grief | G4 |
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The moon went down slow sailing from my sight | R3 |
And left the stars to watch away the night | R3 |
O stars sweet stars so changeless and serene | G |
What depths of woe your pitying eyes have seen | G |
The proud sun sets and leaves us with our sorrow | C2 |
To grope alone in darkness till the morrow | C2 |
The languid moon e'en if she deigns to rise | E2 |
Soon seeks her couch grown weary of our sighs | E2 |
But from the early gloaming till the day | E2 |
Sends golden liveried heralds forth to say | E2 |
He comes in might the patient stars shine on | S2 |
Steadfast and faithful from twilight to dawn | R2 |
And as they shone upon Gethsemane | R2 |
And watched the struggle of a God like soul | G3 |
Now from the same far height they shone on me | E2 |
And saw the waves of anguish o'er me roll | G3 |
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The storm had come upon me all unseen | R2 |
No sound of thunder fell upon my ear | P3 |
No cloud arose to tell me it was near | A |
But under skies all sunlit and serene | R2 |
I floated with the current of the stream | O |
And thought life all one golden haloed dream | O |
When lo a hurricane with awful force | E2 |
Swept swift upon its devastating course | E2 |
Wrecked my frail bark and cast me on the wave | S |
Where all my hopes had found a sudden grave | S |
Love makes us blind and selfish otherwise | E2 |
I had seen Helen's secret in her eyes | E2 |
So used I was to reading every look | C |
In her sweet face as I would read a book | C |
But now made sightless by love's blinding rays | E2 |
I had gone on unseeing to the end | R3 |
Where Pain dispelled the mist of golden haze | E2 |
That walled me in and lo I found my friend | R3 |
Who journeyed with me at my very side | R3 |
Had been sore wounded to the heart while I | H4 |
Both deaf and blind saw not nor heard her cry | H4 |
And then I sobbed O God I would have died | R3 |
To save her this And as I cried in pain | R2 |
There leaped forth from the still white realm of Thought | R3 |
Where Conscience dwells that unimpassioned spot | R3 |
As widely different from the heart's domain | R2 |
As north from south the impulse felt before | Z |
And put away but now it rose once more | Z |
In greater strength and said Heart would'st thou prove | I4 |
What lips have uttered Then go lay thy love | J4 |
On Friendship's altar as thy offering | C |
Nay cried my heart ask any other thing | C |
Ask life itself 'twere easier sacrifice | E2 |
But ask not love for that I cannot give | K4 |
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But spoke the voice the meanest insect dies | E2 |
And is no hero heroes dare to live | L4 |
When all that makes life sweet is snatched away | E2 |
So with my heart in converse till the day | E2 |
In gold and crimson billows rose and broke | C |
The voice of Conscience all unwearied spoke | C |
Love warred with Friendship heart with Conscience fought | R3 |
Hours rolled away and yet the end was not | R3 |
And wily Self tricked out like tenderness | E2 |
Sighed Think how one whose life thou wert to bless | E2 |
Will be cast down and grope in doubt and fear | A |
Wouldst thou wound him to give thy friend relief | G4 |
Can wrong make right | R3 |
Nay Conscience said but Pride | R3 |
And Time can heal the saddest hurts of Love | J4 |
While Friendship's wounds gape wide and yet more wide | R3 |
And bitter fountains of the spirit prove | I4 |
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At length exhausted with the wearing strife | D4 |
I cast the new found burden of my life | D4 |
On God's broad breast and sought that deep repose | E2 |
That only he who watched with sorrow knows | E2 |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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