Beneath A Photoraph Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDCCCCCEFGGHH| Phoebus who taught me art divine | A |
| Here tried his hand where I did mine | A |
| And his white fingers in this face | B |
| Set my Fair's sigh suggesting grace | B |
| O sweetness past profaning guess | C |
| Grievous with its own exquisiteness | C |
| Vesper like face its shadows bright | D |
| With meanings of sequestered light | D |
| Drooped with shamefast sanctities | C |
| She purely fears eyes cannot miss | C |
| Yet would blush to know she IS | C |
| Ah who can view with passionless glance | C |
| This tear compelling countenance | C |
| He has cozened it to tell | E |
| Almost its own miracle | F |
| Yet I all viewing though he be | G |
| Methinks saw further here than he | G |
| And Master gay I swear I drew | H |
| Something the better of the two | H |
Francis Thompson
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