Fare Thee Well Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDF AGAG DGDG DHDH IJIJ DKDK GLGL AG G DMDM CDCD MGMG NONO CPCP MMMM

Fare thee well and if for everA
Still for ever fare thee wellB
Even though unforgiving neverA
'Gainst thee shall my heart rebelC
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Would that breast were bared before theeD
Where thy head so oft hath lainE
While that placid sleep came o'er theeD
Which thou ne'er canst know againF
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Would that breast by thee glanced overA
Every inmost thought could showG
Then thou wouldst at last discoverA
'Twas not well to spurn it soG
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Though the world for this commend theeD
Though it smile upon the blowG
Even its praises must offend theeD
Founded on another's woeG
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Though my many faults defaced meD
Could no other arm be foundH
Than the one which once embraced meD
To inflict a cureless woundH
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Yet oh yet thyself deceive notI
Love may sink by slow decayJ
But by sudden wrench believe notI
Hearts can thus be torn awayJ
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Still thine own its life retainethD
Still must mine though bleeding beatK
And the undying thought which painethD
Is that we no more may meetK
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These are words of deeper sorrowG
Than the wail above the deadL
Both shall live but every morrowG
Wake us from a widow'd bedL
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And when thou wouldst solace gatherA
When our child's first accents flowG
Wilt thou teach her to say 'Father '-
Though his care she must foregoG
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When her little hands shall press theeD
When her lip to thine is press'dM
Think of him whose prayer shall bless theeD
Think of him thy love had bless'dM
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Should her lineaments resembleC
Those thou never more may'st seeD
Then thy heart will softly trembleC
With a pulse yet true to meD
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All my faults perchance thou knowestM
All my madness none can knowG
All my hopes where'er thou goestM
Wither yet with thee they goG
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Every feeling hath been shakenN
Pride which not a world could bowO
Bows to thee by thee forsakenN
Even my soul forsakes me nowO
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But 'tis done all words are idleC
Words from me are vainer stillP
But the thoughts we cannot bridleC
Force their way without the willP
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Fare thee well thus disunitedM
Torn from every nearer tieM
Sear 'd in heart and lone and blightedM
More than this I scarce can dieM

George Gordon Byron



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