To Caroline (ii) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CCCD EFEF GGGD CHCH IIIJ IJIJ KKKJ LILI MMMN FOFO PPPQ| You say you love and yet your eye | A |
| No symptom of that love conveys | B |
| You say you love yet know not why | A |
| Your cheek no sign of love betrays | B |
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| Ah did that breast with ardour glow | C |
| With me alone it joy could know | C |
| Or feel with me the listless woe | C |
| Which racks my heart when far from thee | D |
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| Whene'er we meet my blushes rise | E |
| And mantle through my purpled cheek | F |
| But yet no blush to mine replies | E |
| Nor e'en your eyes your love bespeak | F |
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| Your voice alone declares your flame | G |
| And though so sweet it breathes my name | G |
| Our passions still are not the same | G |
| Alas you cannot love like me | D |
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| For e'en your lip seems steep'd in snow | C |
| And though so oft it meets my kiss | H |
| It burns with no responsive glow | C |
| Nor melts like mine in dewy bliss | H |
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| Ah what are words to love like mine | I |
| Though uttered by a voice like thine | I |
| I still in murmurs must repine | I |
| And think that love can ne'er be true | J |
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| Which meets me with no joyous sign | I |
| Without a sigh which bids adieu | J |
| How different is my love from thine | I |
| How keen my grief when leaving you | J |
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| Your image fills my anxious breast | K |
| Till day declines adown the West | K |
| And when at night I sink to rest | K |
| In dreams your fancied form I view | J |
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| 'Tis then your breast no longer cold | L |
| With equal ardour seems to burn | I |
| While close your arms around me fold | L |
| Your lips my kiss with warmth return | I |
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| Ah would these joyous moments last | M |
| Vain HOPE the gay delusion's past | M |
| That voice ah no 'tis but the blast | M |
| Which echoes through the neighbouring grove | N |
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| But when awake your lips I seek | F |
| And clasp enraptur'd all your charms | O |
| So chill's the pressure of your cheek | F |
| I fold a statue in my arms | O |
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| If thus when to my heart embrac'd | P |
| No pleasure in your eyes is trac'd | P |
| You may be prudent fair and chaste | P |
| But ah my girl you do not love | Q |
George Gordon Lord Byron
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