Songs From The Turret. (from "three Women") Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCBDBE BBBBFGFG HIHIHHJH A KLK KMK KMK KMK KMK KMKK A NNAAN NNAO NNAANO G PGPGQQ MRMRBB HNHNQQ H GJSJ TJUJ VJWJ G XNXN XNXN XNXNXN G HH YY TT GG ZZ G A2B2B2A2A2B2B2A2CSCS C2C2 C2 NCNC CNCN NCNC CNCN NCNC CNCNC2 C2 C2D2C2C2C2D2C2D2 C2 C2C2 C2C2 NN C2 BNBNNGNG BNBNNGNG BNBNNGNG G NGNG C2 C2CC2CNCC2C2 C2NC2NNNGG G E2EE2EE2D DE2E2EEE2 E2DEE2EE2 E2E2EDE2E EE2E2E2DE EEDE2E2E2 EE2D F2C2C2G2 G2LLG2 G2DDG2I | A |
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In the day my thoughts are tender | B |
When I muse on my ladye fair | C |
There is never one to offend her | B |
For each is pure as a prayer | C |
They float like spirits above her | B |
About her and always near | D |
And they scarce dare sigh that they love her | B |
Because she would blush to hear | E |
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But in dreams my thoughts grow bolder | B |
And close to my lips of fire | B |
I reach out my arms and enfold her | B |
My ladye my heart's desire | B |
And she who in earthly places | F |
Seems cold as the stars above | G |
Unmasks in those fair dream spaces | F |
And gives me love for love | G |
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Oh day with your thoughts of duty | H |
Cross over the sunset streams | I |
And give me the night of beauty | H |
And love in the Land of Dreams | I |
For there in the mystic shady | H |
Fair isle of the Slumber Sea | H |
I read the heart of my ladye | J |
That here she hides from me | H |
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II | A |
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Some day some beauteous day | K |
Joy will come back again | L |
Sorrow must fly away | K |
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Hope on her harp will play | K |
The old inspiring strain | M |
Some day some beauteous day | K |
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Through the long hours I say | K |
The night must fade and wane | M |
Sorrow must fly away | K |
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The morn's bewildering ray | K |
Shall pierce the night of rain | M |
Some day some beauteous day | K |
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Autumn shall bloom like May | K |
Delight shall spring from pain | M |
Sorrow must fly away | K |
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Though on my life grief's gray | K |
Bleak shadow long hath lain | M |
Some day some beauteous day | K |
Sorrow must fly away | K |
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III | A |
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When love is lost the day sets toward the night | N |
Albeit the morning sun may still be bright | N |
And not one cloud ship sails across the sky | A |
Yet from the places where it used to lie | A |
Gone is the lustrous glory of the light | N |
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No splendor rests on any mountain height | N |
No scene spreads fair and beauteous to the sight | N |
All all seems dull and dreary to the eye | A |
When love is lost | O |
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Love lends to life its grandeur and its might | N |
Love goes and leaves behind it gloom and blight | N |
Like ghosts of time the pallid hours drag by | A |
And grief's one happy thought is that we die | A |
Ah what can recompense us for its flight | N |
When love is lost | O |
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IV | G |
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Life is a ponderous lesson book and Fate | P |
The teacher When I came to love's fair leaf | G |
My teacher turned the page and bade me wait | P |
Learn first she said love's grief | G |
And o'er and o'er through many a long to morrow | Q |
She kept me conning that sad page of sorrow | Q |
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Cruel the task and yet it was not vain | M |
Now the great book of life I know by heart | R |
In that one lesson of love's loss and pain | M |
Fate doth the whole impart | R |
For by the depths of woe the mind can measure | B |
The beauteous unsealed summits of love's pleasure | B |
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Now with the book of life upon her knee | H |
Fate sits the unread page of love's delight | N |
By her firm hand is half concealed from me | H |
And half revealed to sight | N |
Ah Fate be kind so well I learned love's sorrow | Q |
Give me its full delight to learn to morrow | Q |
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V | H |
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If I were a rain drop and you were a leaf | G |
I would burst from the cloud above you | J |
And lie on your breast in a rapture of rest | S |
And love you love you love you | J |
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If I were a brown bee and you were a rose | T |
I would fly to you love nor miss you | J |
I would sip and sip from your nectared lip | U |
And kiss you kiss you kiss you | J |
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If I were a doe dear and you were a brook | V |
Ah what would I do then think you | J |
I would kneel by your bank in the grasses dank | W |
And drink you drink you drink you | J |
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VI | G |
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Time owes me such a heavy debt | X |
How can he ever make things right | N |
For suns that with no promise set | X |
To help me greet the morning light | N |
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For dreams that no fruition met | X |
For joys that passed from bud to blight | N |
Time owes me such a heavy debt | X |
How can he ever make things right | N |
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For passions balked with strain and fret | X |
Of hopes delayed or perished quite | N |
For kisses that I did not get | X |
On many a love impelling night | N |
Time owes me such a heavy debt | X |
How can he ever make things right | N |
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VII | G |
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As the king bird feeds on the heart of the bee | H |
So would I feed on the sweets of thee | H |
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As the south wind kisses the leaf at will | Y |
From the leaf of thy lips I would drink my fill | Y |
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As the sun pries into the heart of a rose | T |
I would pry in thy heart and its thoughts disclose | T |
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As a dewdrop mirrors the loving sky | G |
I would see myself in thy tear wet eye | G |
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As the deep night shelters the day in its arms | Z |
I would hide thee dear from the world's alarms | Z |
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VIII | G |
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Now do I know how Paradise doth seem | A2 |
Now do I know the deep red depths of hell | B2 |
Swift from those fair supernal heights I fell | B2 |
To burning flames of hades in a dream | A2 |
Methought my ladye rested by a stream | A2 |
Which rippled through the verdure of a dell | B2 |
She lay like Eve dear God I dare not tell | B2 |
Of her perfections of the glow and gleam | A2 |
Of tinted flesh and undulating hair | C |
Of sudden thigh and sweetly rounded breast | S |
Then like a cloud he came from God knows where | C |
And on her eyes and mouth mad kisses pressed | S |
I fell and fell through leagues of scorching space | C2 |
And always saw his lips upon her face | C2 |
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IX | C2 |
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Love is the source of all supreme delight | N |
Love is the bitter fountain of despair | C |
Who follows Love shall stand upon the height | N |
Yet through the darkest depths Love too leads there | C |
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Courage needs he who would with bold Love fare | C |
Let him set forth with all his strength bedight | N |
Yet in his heart this song to banish care | C |
Love is the source of all supreme delight | N |
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And he must sing this song both day and night | N |
Though he be led down shadowy pathways where | C |
Black waters moan through valleys struck with blight | N |
Love is the bitter fountain of despair | C |
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Let him be brave and bravely let him dare | C |
Whate'er betide and feel no coward fright | N |
Who shares the worst the best deserves to share | C |
Who follows Love shall stand upon the height | N |
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Ah sweet is peace to those who faced the fight | N |
And bright the crown those faithful ones shall wear | C |
Who whispered when the shadows veiled their sight | N |
Yet through the darkest depths Love too leads there | C |
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To hearts that best know Love his dark is fair | C |
His sorrow gladness and his wrong is right | N |
All joys lie waiting on his winding stair | C |
All ways ail paths of Love lead to the light | N |
Love is the source | C2 |
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X | C2 |
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My ladye's eyes are wishing wells | C2 |
Wherein I gaze with silent yearning | D2 |
Deep in their depths my future dwells | C2 |
My ladye's eyes are wishing wells | C2 |
But not one sign my fate foretells | C2 |
While my poor heart with love is burning | D2 |
My ladye's eyes are wishing wells | C2 |
Wherein I gaze with silent yearning | D2 |
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XI | C2 |
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Three things my ladye seemeth like to me | C2 |
She seems like moonlight on a waveless sea | C2 |
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And like the delicate fragrance which exhales | C2 |
When Day's warm garments brush the dewy vales | C2 |
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And when my heart grows weary of earth's sound | N |
She seems like silence restful and profound | N |
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XII | C2 |
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The moon flower grown from a slip so slender | B |
Has burst in a star bloom full and white | N |
The air is filled with a perfume tender | B |
The breath that blows from that garden height | N |
Yet moments lag that should take their flight | N |
On wings like the wings of a homing dove | G |
And the world goes wrong where it should go right | N |
For this is a night that is lost to love | G |
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Again like a queen who would rashly spend her | B |
Dower of wealth in a single night | N |
The proud moon seems on her track of splendor | B |
Enriching the world with her silver light | N |
She flings on the crest of each billow a bright | N |
Pure gem from the casket of jewels above | G |
But I sigh as I gaze on the glorious sight | N |
This is a night that is lost to love | G |
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Oh I would that the moon might never wend her | B |
Way through the skies in royal might | N |
Till the haughty heart of my lady surrender | B |
And the faithful love of a life requite | N |
For the moon was made for a lover's delight | N |
And grayer than gloom must its luster prove | G |
To the soul that sighs under sorrow's blight | N |
This is a night that is lost to love | G |
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L'Envoi | G |
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Fate have pity upon my plight | N |
And the heart of my lady to mercy move | G |
For the saddest words that youth can write | N |
Are This is a night that is lost to love | G |
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XIII | C2 |
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As the waves of the outgoing sea | C2 |
Leave the rocks and the drift wood bare | C |
When your thoughts are for others than me | C2 |
My heart is the strand of despair | C |
Beloved | N |
Where bleak suns glare | C |
And Joy like a desolate mourner gropes | C2 |
In the wrecks of broken hopes | C2 |
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As the incoming waves of the sea | C2 |
The rocks and the sandbar hide | N |
When your thoughts flow back to me | C2 |
My heart leaps up on the tide | N |
Beloved | N |
Where my glad hopes ride | N |
With joy at the wheel and the sun above | G |
In a glorious sky of love | G |
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XIV | G |
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There was a bard all in the olden time | E2 |
When bards were men to whom the world gave ear | E |
And song an art the great gods deemed sublime | E2 |
Who sought to make his willful lady hear | E |
By weaving strange new melodies of rhyme | E2 |
Which voiced his love his sorrow and his fear | D |
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Sweetheart my soul is heavy now with fear | D |
Lest thou shalt frown upon me for all time | E2 |
Ah would that I had skill to weave a rhyme | E2 |
Worthy to win the favor of thine ear | E |
Tho' all the world were deaf if thou didst hear | E |
And smile my song would seem to me sublime | E2 |
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But ah too vast too awful and sublime | E2 |
Is my great passion born of grief and fear | D |
To clothe in verse Why if the world could hear | E |
And understand my love then for all time | E2 |
So long as there was sound or listening ear | E |
All space would ring and echo with my rhyme | E2 |
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Such passion seems belittled by a rhyme | E2 |
It needs the voice of nature The sublime | E2 |
Loud thunder crash that hurts the startled ear | E |
And stirs the heart with awe akin to fear | D |
The weird wild winds of equinoctial time | E2 |
These voices tell my love wouldst thou but hear | E |
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And listening at the flood tides thou might'st hear | E |
The love I bear thee surging through the rhyme | E2 |
Of breaking billows many a moon full time | E2 |
Why I have heard thee call the sea sublime | E2 |
When every wave but voiced the anguished fear | D |
Of my man's heart to thy unconscious ear | E |
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Vain then the hope that thou wilt lend thine ear | E |
To any song of mine or deign to hear | E |
My lays of longing or my strains of fear | D |
Vain is the hope to weave for thee a rhyme | E2 |
Or sweet or sad or subtle or sublime | E2 |
Which wins thy gracious favor for all time | E2 |
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Oh cruel time my lady will not hear | E |
Though in her ear love sings a song sublime | E2 |
And my sad rhyme ends like my love in fear | D |
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Bright like the comforting blaze on the hearth | F2 |
Sweet like the blooms on the young apple tree | C2 |
Fragrant with promise of fruit yet to be | C2 |
Are the home keeping maidens of earth | G2 |
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Better and greater than talent is worth | G2 |
And where is the glory of brush or of pen | L |
Like the glory of mothers and molders of men | L |
The home keeping women of earth | G2 |
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Crowned since the great solar system had birth | G2 |
They reign unsurpassed in their beautiful sphere | D |
They are queens who can look in God's face without fear | D |
The home keeping women of earth | G2 |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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