The Parallel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD DEDE FGFG HIHI| Her likeness Madame Ramler bids me find | A |
| I try to think in vain to whom or how | B |
| Beneath the moon there's nothing of the kind | A |
| I'll show she's like the moon I vow | B |
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| The moon she rouges steals the sun's bright light | C |
| By eating stolen bread her living gets | D |
| Is also wont to paint her cheeks at night | C |
| While with untiring ardor she coquets | D |
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| The moon for this may Herod give her thanks | D |
| Reserves her best till night may have returned | E |
| Our lady swallows up by day the francs | D |
| That she at night time may have earned | E |
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| The moon first swells and then is once more lean | F |
| As surely as the month comes round | G |
| With Madame Ramler 'tis the same I ween | F |
| But she to need more time is found | G |
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| The moon to love her silver horns is said | H |
| But makes a sorry show | I |
| She likes them on her husband's head | H |
| She's right to have it so | I |
Friedrich Schiller
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