To Emma. [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFH IJIJ KLKL MNMN OPOP QRSR TUVW XVYV| A | |
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| Since now the hour is come at last | B |
| When you must quit your anxious lover | C |
| Since now our dream of bliss is past | B |
| One pang my girl and all is over | C |
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| Alas that pang will be severe | D |
| Which bids us part to meet no more | E |
| Which tears me far from one so dear | D |
| Departing for a distant shore | E |
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| Well we have pass'd some happy hours | F |
| And joy will mingle with our tears | G |
| When thinking on these ancient towers | F |
| The shelter of our infant years | H |
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| Where from this Gothic casement's height | I |
| We view'd the lake the park the dell | J |
| And still though tears obstruct our sight | I |
| We lingering look a last farewell | J |
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| O'er fields through which we us'd to run | K |
| And spend the hours in childish play | L |
| O'er shades where when our race was done | K |
| Reposing on my breast you lay | L |
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| Whilst I admiring too remiss | M |
| Forgot to scare the hovering flies | N |
| Yet envied every fly the kiss | M |
| It dar'd to give your slumbering eyes | N |
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| See still the little painted bark | O |
| In which I row'd you o'er the lake | P |
| See there high waving o'er the park | O |
| The elm I clamber'd for your sake | P |
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| These times are past our joys are gone | Q |
| You leave me leave this happy vale | R |
| These scenes I must retrace alone | S |
| Without thee what will they avail | R |
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| Who can conceive who has not prov'd | T |
| The anguish of a last embrace | U |
| When torn from all you fondly lov'd | V |
| You bid a long adieu to peace | W |
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| This is the deepest of our woes | X |
| For this these tears our cheeks bedew | V |
| This is of love the final close | Y |
| Oh God the fondest last adieu | V |
George Gordon Byron
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