The Phantom Of Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCAA DDEEFFGG AABBGGHH IIAAJJKK AADDBBLL AAGGAAKK BBMMNNOO BBAACCPE AAKKQQKK QQKKRR QQQQ QQAAQQSSQQ KKQQEEKKSS EEBBQQ LLTTUUVV| She stood by my side with a queenly air | A |
| Her face it was young and proud and fair | A |
| She held my rose in her hands of snow | B |
| It crimsoned her face with a deeper glow | B |
| The sunlight drooped in her eyes of fire | C |
| And quickened my heart to a wild desire | C |
| I envied the rose in her hands so fair | A |
| I envied the flowers that gleamed in her hair | A |
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| Ah many a suitor I knew before | D |
| Had knelt at her feet in the days of yore | D |
| And many a lover as foolish as I | E |
| Had proudly boasted to win or die | E |
| She had scorned them all with a careless grace | F |
| And a woman's scorn on her beautiful face | F |
| Yet now in the summer I knelt at her feet | G |
| And dreamed a dream that was fair and sweet | G |
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| The roses drooped in her gold brown hair | A |
| And quivered and glowed in the sun lit air | A |
| The jewels gleamed on her hands of snow | B |
| And dazzled my eyes with their fitful glow | B |
| A river of gold ran low at our feet | G |
| And echoed the words I cannot repeat | G |
| Oh life was fair that I loved the sun | H |
| And love was so sweet when the day was done | H |
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| The sun in her velvety eyes looked down | I |
| And deepened their glow to a warmer brown | I |
| I loved this woman this woman so fair | A |
| With her sun lit eyes and her gleaming hair | A |
| I drank in her beauty as men drink wine | J |
| It filled my soul with a love divine | J |
| The touch of her hand was madness to me | K |
| Oh my love was as great as love could be | K |
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| I kissed the roses that drooped in her hair | A |
| I pressed the dews from her lips so fair | A |
| I held her hands in my own once more | D |
| Oh never was woman so loved before | D |
| And what did we care that the sun was low | B |
| And the hills were bright with the sunset glow | B |
| The purple that glowed in the skies above | L |
| Was the royal banner of hope and love | L |
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| One perfumed breath from her lips so fair | A |
| One sacred kiss on her sun lit hair | A |
| And then we parted as lovers meet | G |
| I gathered the roses that lay at her feet | G |
| And fastened them in with a lover's prayer | A |
| Where she loved them best in her silken hair | A |
| For the things she loved were as dear to me | K |
| As the shining stars to the watching sea | K |
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| On lake and river the sun lay low | B |
| Where we parted that night in the summer glow | B |
| And the hanging clouds were steeped in red | M |
| That rivaled the gold of her sun crowned head | M |
| And I loved her best as I saw her last | N |
| With the beautiful colors floating past | N |
| And the soft warm light in her velvety eyes | O |
| Reflecting the glow of the sun kissed skies | O |
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| I stood on the shore when the moon hung low | B |
| And shone on the clouds like the sun on snow | B |
| And a midnight silence filled the air | A |
| As I gazed on the river calm and fair | A |
| I stood alone where the dark reeds quiver | C |
| And the lilies pale in the night winds shiver | C |
| I dreamed of my love that was fair as the day | P |
| Oh the beautiful love that would last for aye | E |
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| Oh what is that in the river there | A |
| Is it the gleam of the lilies tall and fair | A |
| Or only the branch of some fallen tree | K |
| By the constant wash of the waves set free | K |
| Oh see how strange it looks and how white | Q |
| How it glistens and gleams in the shining light | Q |
| It dazzles my eyes Oh what can it be | K |
| It is nearing the shore it is coming to me | K |
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| My God that my eyes could be blind to night | Q |
| To shut out forever that dreadful sight | Q |
| Oh God am I mad or can it be | K |
| That the woman I loved is thus coming to me | K |
| That bright thing drifting down with the tide | R |
| Is all that is left of my beautiful bride | R |
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| Oh pitiless moon with your pale cold light | Q |
| Grow dark for one instant and shut out that sight | Q |
| Till my eyes grown dim with the tears unshed | Q |
| Shall look no more on the face of my dead | Q |
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| The pale lilies circle around her head | Q |
| And whisper slowly my love is dead | Q |
| The dark weeds lie in her tangled hair | A |
| Where I last saw the roses gleaming there | A |
| The cold winds shiver and moan in the night | Q |
| As they sweep 'round her brow in the shining light | Q |
| Oh God is it I who am standing alone | S |
| Where the night winds shiver and creep and moan | S |
| Filling my soul with a grief so mad | Q |
| That I hate the things that are living and glad | Q |
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| Fear not my love you shall welcome be | K |
| For even in death you have come to me | K |
| The dead and the living shall lie to night | Q |
| 'Neath the pitiless waves of that river bright | Q |
| I grasp her robe as it sweeps me by | E |
| We have lived together together we die | E |
| Her face is so white is it a woman I see | K |
| Or only a phantom drifting past me | K |
| Her hand is so near it touches my own | S |
| My God it is gone I am standing alone | S |
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| Oh why did I love when the sun was high | E |
| And the clouds lay piled in the glittering sky | E |
| Oh why did I love when the sun lay low | B |
| And the heavens were red with the blood red glow | B |
| And why do I live when the purple light | Q |
| Is faded forever from out of my sight | Q |
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| Oh beautiful demon that men call love | L |
| As fair as the angels that smile above | L |
| 'T were better that men should never be born | T |
| Than see thy face in the dewy morn | T |
| 'T were better that women should stand afar | U |
| And worship in vain some cold proud star | U |
| Than drink in thy beauty with passionate breath | V |
| That brings to them only sorrow and death | V |
Fannie Isabelle Sherrick
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