The Perpetual Wooing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCD EFGGHHD IIJKLLD MMBBNND OOPPQQD RRBBSSD RRTTUUD| The dull world clamors at my feet | A |
| And asks my hand and helping sweet | A |
| And wonders when the time shall be | B |
| I'll leave off dreaming dreams of thee | B |
| It blames me coining soul and time | C |
| And sending minted bits of rhyme | C |
| A wooing of thee still | D |
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| Shall I make answer This it is | E |
| I camp beneath thy galaxies | F |
| Of starry thoughts and shining deeds | G |
| And seeing new ones I must needs | G |
| Arouse my speech to tell thee dear | H |
| Though thou art nearer I am near | H |
| A wooing of thee still | D |
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| I feel thy heart beat next mine own | I |
| Its music hath a richer tone | I |
| I rediscover in thine eyes | J |
| A balmier dewier paradise | K |
| I'm sure thou art a rarer girl | L |
| And so I seek thee finest pearl | L |
| A wooing of thee still | D |
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| With blood of roses on thy lips | M |
| Canst doubt my trembling something slips | M |
| Between thy loveliness and me | B |
| So commonplace so fond of thee | B |
| Ah sweet a kiss is waiting where | N |
| That last one stopped thy lover's prayer | N |
| A wooing of thee still | D |
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| When new light falls upon thy face | O |
| My gladdened soul discerns some trace | O |
| Of God or angel never seen | P |
| In other days of shade and sheen | P |
| Ne'er may such rapture die or less | Q |
| Than joy like this my heart confess | Q |
| A wooing of thee still | D |
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| Go thou O soul of beauty go | R |
| Fleet footed toward the heavens aglow | R |
| Mayhap in following thou shalt see | B |
| Me worthier of thy love and thee | B |
| Thou wouldst not have me satisfied | S |
| Until thou lov'st me none beside | S |
| A wooing of thee still | D |
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| This was a song of years ago | R |
| Of spring Now drifting flowers of snow | R |
| Bloom on the window sills as white | T |
| As gray beard looking through love's light | T |
| And holding blue veined hands the while | U |
| He finds her last the sweetest smile | U |
| A wooing of her still | D |
Eugene Field
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