The Bridal Eve Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDB EFGFHF IGJGKG LMNMOM PBQBRB STUTVT UWO KW| I stand in the blaze of the candle rays | A |
| While my merry maidens three | B |
| Arrange each tress and loop my dress | C |
| And render me fair to see | B |
| But oh for the eyes that never again | D |
| Will smile like the stars on me | B |
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| I sweep down the stair a bride most fair | E |
| And some one takes my hand | F |
| I am numb and cold but the lie is told | G |
| I smile and my lord is bland | F |
| But oh for a sight of my rover wild | H |
| Who wanders abroad in the land | F |
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| I am queen of the ball and the festal hall | I |
| I have beauty and youth and gold | G |
| Men bow at the shrine of this lord of mine | J |
| Lord of his sums untold | G |
| But oh to be off in the wilds to night | K |
| With my lover brave and bold | G |
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| I dream a dream while the candles gleam | L |
| While the dancers merrily glide | M |
| Neath the evening star I am speeding far | N |
| Oh a good steed do I ride | M |
| And my heart beats high with hope and cheer | O |
| For my love is at my side | M |
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| We ride and sing and the echoes ring | P |
| With our voices blithe and free | B |
| We have no wealth but our love and health | Q |
| And our cot on the wide green lea | B |
| But I love my love with a mighty love | R |
| And I know that he loves me | B |
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| We ride away in the dying day | S |
| We ride till we reach the spot | T |
| Where all alone in the wilds unknown | U |
| We find our lonely cot | T |
| And I have no wish in the whole wide world | V |
| And I know that my love has not | T |
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| With a dreary moan the viols groan | U |
| And the dancers pause for breath | W |
| And my lord says 'Dear you are ill I fear | O |
| You are paler than your wreath ' | - |
| O God O God to be out in the night | K |
| Riding with love or death | W |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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