To A Beautiful Quaker Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BBCDEEFFGGFF HHIIFFGGFFJ KKLLMMNNMMFFFFFF FFOOPPPPFFPPQQF

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A
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Sweet girl though only once we metB
That meeting I shall ne'er forgetB
And though we ne'er may meet againC
Remembrance will thy form retainD
I would not say 'I love ' but stillE
My senses struggle with my willE
In vain to drive thee from my breastF
My thoughts are more and more represtF
In vain I check the rising sighsG
Another to the last repliesG
Perhaps this is not love but yetF
Our meeting I can ne'er forgetF
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What though we never silence brokeH
Our eyes a sweeter language spokeH
The toungue in flattering falsehood dealsI
And tells a tale in never feelsI
Deceit the guilty lips impartF
And hush the mandates of the heartF
But soul's interpreters the eyesG
Spurn such restraint and scorn disguiseG
As thus our glances oft conversedF
And all our bosoms felt rehearsedF
No spirit from within reproved usJ
Say rather ''twas the spirit moved us '-
Though what they utter'd I repressK
Yet I conceive thou'lt partly guessK
For as on thee my memory pondersL
Perchance to me thine also wandersL
This for myself at least I'll sayM
Thy form appears through night through dayM
Awake with it my fancy teemsN
In sleep it smiles in fleeting dreamsN
The vision charms the hours awayM
And bids me curse Aurora's rayM
For breaking slumbers of delightF
Which make me wish for endless nightF
Since oh whate'er my future fateF
Shall joy or woe my steps awaitF
Tempted by love by storms besetF
Thine image I can ne'er forgetF
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Alas again no more we meetF
No more former looks repeatF
Then let me breathe this parting prayerO
The dictate of my bosom's careO
'May heaven so guard my lovely quakerP
That anguish never can o'ertake herP
That peace and virtue ne'er forsake herP
But bliss be aye her heart's partakerP
Oh may the happy mortal fatedF
To be by dearest ties relatedF
For her each hour new joys discoverP
And lose the husband in the loverP
May that fair bosom never knowQ
What 't is to feel the restless woeQ
Which stings the soul with vain regretF
Of him who never can forget '-

George Gordon Byron



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