Love's Ordeal Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCBCDE FEFEFEGG HICIHIJJ KLKMKLNN JOJOJOPP QRSRQRTT CUCUCUVV CCCCCCWW XYXYXYZZ HA2HA2HA2PP B2VB2VB2VC2C2 HD2HD2HD2E2E2 F2UG2UF2UVV TH2TH2TH2I2I2 PJ2PJ2PJ2K2K2 GD2GD2GD2BB OCOCOCCC ULUUUUOO OUOUOUUU UL2UL2UL2UU CCCCCCM2M2 OBOBOBN2O2 O2 P2UP2U OBOB OOOO U UUUUUUUU Q2UQ2UQ2UCC R2UR2UR2UR2R2 UUUUUUR2R2 US2US2UT2UU OUOUOUK2K2 UOUOUOUU UUUUUUBB BUBUBUCC OBOBOBUU U2K2U2K2U2K2UU V2R2V2R2V2R2UU W2X2W2X2W2X2CC UUUUUUBB| A recollection and attempted completion of a prose fragment read in boyhood | A |
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| Hear'st thou that sound upon the window pane | B |
| Said the youth softly as outstretched he lay | C |
| Where for an hour outstretched he had lain | B |
| Softly yet with some token of dismay | C |
| Answered the maiden It is but the rain | B |
| That has been gathering in the west all day | C |
| Why shouldst thou hearken so Thine eyelids close | D |
| And let me gather peace from thy repose | E |
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| Hear'st thou that moan creeping along the ground | F |
| Said the youth and his veiling eyelids rose | E |
| From deeps of lightning haunted dark profound | F |
| Ruffled with herald blasts of coming woes | E |
| I hear it said the maiden 'tis the sound | F |
| Of a great wind that here not seldom blows | E |
| It swings the huge arms of the dreary pine | G |
| But thou art safe my darling clasped in mine | G |
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| Hear'st thou the baying of my hounds said he | H |
| Draw back the lattice bar and let them in | I |
| From a rent cloud the moonlight ghostily | C |
| Slid clearer to the floor as gauntly thin | I |
| She opening they leaped through with bound so free | H |
| Then shook the rain drops from their shaggy skin | I |
| The maiden closed the shower bespattered glass | J |
| Whose spotted shadow through the room did pass | J |
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| The youth half raised was leaning on his hand | K |
| But when again beside him sat the maid | L |
| His eyes for one slow minute having scanned | K |
| Her moonlit face he laid him down and said | M |
| Monotonous like solemn read command | K |
| For Love is of the earth earthy and is laid | L |
| Lifeless at length back in the mother tomb | N |
| Strange moanings from the pine entered the room | N |
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| And then two shadows like the shadow of glass | J |
| Over the moonbeams on the cottage floor | O |
| As wind almost as thin and shapeless pass | J |
| A sound of rain drops came about the door | O |
| And a soft sighing as of plumy grass | J |
| A look of sorrowing doubt the youth's face wore | O |
| The two great hounds half rose with aspect grim | P |
| They eyed his countenance by the taper dim | P |
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| Shadow nor moaning sound the maiden noted | Q |
| But on his face dwelt her reproachful look | R |
| She doubted whether he the saying had quoted | S |
| Out of some evil earth begotten book | R |
| Or up from his deep heart like bubbles had floated | Q |
| Words which no maiden ever yet could brook | R |
| But his eyes held the question Yea or No | T |
| Therefore the maiden answered Nay not so | T |
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| Love is of heaven eternal Half a smile | C |
| Just twinned his lips shy like all human best | U |
| A hopeful thought bloomed out and lived a while | C |
| He looked one moment like a dead man blest | U |
| His soul a bark that in a sunny isle | C |
| At length had found the haven of its rest | U |
| But he could not remain must forward fare | V |
| He spoke and said with words abrupt and bare | V |
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| Maiden I have loved other maidens Pale | C |
| Her red lips grew I loved them yes but they | C |
| Successively in trial's hour did fail | C |
| For after sunset clouds again are gray | C |
| A sudden light shone through the fringy veil | C |
| That drooping hid her eyes and then there lay | C |
| A stillness on her face waiting and then | W |
| The little clock rung out the hour of ten | W |
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| Moaning once more the great pine branches bow | X |
| To a soft plaining wind they would not stem | Y |
| Brooding upon her face the youth said Thou | X |
| Art not more beautiful than some of them | Y |
| But a fair courage crowns thy peaceful brow | X |
| Nor glow thine eyes but shine serene like gem | Y |
| That lamps from radiant store upon the dark | Z |
| The light it gathered where its song the lark | Z |
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| The horse that broke this day from grasp of three | H |
| Thou sawest then the hand thou holdest hold | A2 |
| Ere two fleet hours are gone that hand will be | H |
| Dry big veined wrinkled withered up and old | A2 |
| No woman yet hath shared my doom with me | H |
| With calm fixed eyes she heard till he had told | A2 |
| The stag hounds rose a moment gazed at him | P |
| Then laid them down with aspect yet more grim | P |
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| Spake on the youth nor altered look or tone | B2 |
| 'Tis thy turn maiden to say no or dare | V |
| Was it the maiden's that importunate moan | B2 |
| At midnight when the moon sets wilt thou share | V |
| The terror with me or must I go alone | B2 |
| To meet an agony that will not spare | V |
| She answered not but rose to take her cloak | C2 |
| He staid her with his hand and further spoke | C2 |
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| Not yet he said yet there is respite see | H |
| Time's finger points not yet to the dead hour | D2 |
| Enough is left even now for telling thee | H |
| The far beginnings whence the fearful power | D2 |
| Of the great dark came shadowing down on me | H |
| Red roses crowding clothe my love's dear bower | D2 |
| Nightshade and hemlock darnel toadstools white | E2 |
| Compass the place where I must lie to night | E2 |
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| Around his neck the maiden put her arm | F2 |
| And knelt beside him leaning on his breast | U |
| As o'er his love to keep it strong and warm | G2 |
| Brooding like bird outspread upon her nest | U |
| And well the faith of her dear eyes might charm | F2 |
| All doubt away from love's primeval rest | U |
| He hid his face upon her heart and there | V |
| Spake on with voice like wind from lonely lair | V |
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| A drearier moaning through the pine did go | T |
| As if a human voice complained and cried | H2 |
| For one long minute then the sound grew low | T |
| Sank to a sigh and sighing sank and died | H2 |
| Together at the silence two voices mow | T |
| His and the clock's which loud grown did divide | H2 |
| The hours into live moments sparks of time | I2 |
| Scorching the soul that trembles for the chime | I2 |
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| He spoke of sins ancestral born in him | P |
| Impulses of resistance fierce and wild | J2 |
| Of failure weak and strength reviving dim | P |
| Self hatred dreariness no love beguiled | J2 |
| Of storm and blasting light and darkness grim | P |
| Of torrent paths and tombs with mountains piled | J2 |
| Of gulfs in the unsunned bosom of the earth | K2 |
| Of dying ever into dawning birth | K2 |
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| But when I find a heart whose blood is wine | G |
| Whose faith lights up the cold brain's passionless hour | D2 |
| Whose love like unborn rose bud will not pine | G |
| But waits the sun and the baptizing shower | D2 |
| Till then lies hid and gathers odours fine | G |
| To greet the human summer when its flower | D2 |
| Shall blossom in the heart and soul and brain | B |
| And love and passion be one holy twain | B |
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| Then shall I rest rest like the seven of yore | O |
| Slumber divine will steep my outworn soul | C |
| And every stain dissolve to the very core | O |
| She too will slumber having found her goal | C |
| Time's ocean o'er us will in silence frore | O |
| Aeonian tides of change filled seasons roll | C |
| And our long dark appointed period fill | C |
| Then shall we wake together loving still | C |
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| Her face on his her mouth to his mouth pressed | U |
| Was all the answer of the trusting maid | L |
| Close in his arms he held her to his breast | U |
| For one brief moment would have yet assayed | U |
| Some deeper word her heart to strengthen lest | U |
| It should though faithful be too much afraid | U |
| But the clock gave the warning to the hour | O |
| And on the thatch fell sounds not of a shower | O |
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| One long kiss and the maiden rose A fear | O |
| Lay thin as a glassy shadow on her heart | U |
| She trembled as some unknown thing were near | O |
| But smiled next moment for they should not part | U |
| The youth arose With solemn joyous cheer | O |
| He helped the maid whose trembling hands did thwart | U |
| Her haste to wrap her in her mantle's fold | U |
| Then out they passed into the midnight cold | U |
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| The moon was sinking in the dim green west | U |
| Curled upward half way to the horizon's brink | L2 |
| A leaf of glory falling to its rest | U |
| The maiden's hand still trembling sought to link | L2 |
| Her arm to his with love's instinctive quest | U |
| But his enfolded her hers did not sink | L2 |
| But thus set free it stole his body round | U |
| And so they walked in freedom's fetters bound | U |
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| Pressed to his side she felt like full toned bell | C |
| A mighty heart heave large in measured play | C |
| But as the floating moon aye lower fell | C |
| Its bounding force did by slow loss decay | C |
| It throbbed now like a bird now like far knell | C |
| Pulsed low and faint And now with sick dismay | C |
| She felt the arm relax that round her clung | M2 |
| And from her circling arm he forward hung | M2 |
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| His footsteps feeble short his paces grow | O |
| Her strength and courage mount and swell amain | B |
| He lifted up his head the moon lay low | O |
| Nigh the world's edge His lips with some keen pain | B |
| Quivered but with a smile his eyes turned slow | O |
| Seeking in hers the balsam for his bane | B |
| And finding it love over death supreme | N2 |
| Like two sad souls they walked met in one dream A | O2 |
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| Note A | O2 |
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| In a lovely garden walking | P2 |
| Two lovers went hand in hand | U |
| Two wan worn figures talking | P2 |
| They sat in the flowery land | U |
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| On the cheek they kissed one another | O |
| On the mouth with sweet refrain | B |
| Fast held they each the other | O |
| And were young and well again | B |
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| Two little bells rang shrilly | O |
| The dream went with the hour | O |
| She lay in the cloister stilly | O |
| He far in the dungeon tower | O |
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| From Uhland | U |
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| Hanging his head behind each came a hound | U |
| Padding with gentle paws upon the road | U |
| Straight silent pines rose here and there around | U |
| A dull stream on the left side hardly flowed | U |
| A black snake through the sluggish waters wound | U |
| Hark the night raven see the crawling toad | U |
| She thinks how dark will be the moonless night | U |
| How feeblest ray is yet supernal light | U |
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| The moon's last gleam fell on dim glazed eyes | Q2 |
| A body shrunken from its garments' fold | U |
| An aged man whose bent knees could not rise | Q2 |
| He tottered in the maiden's tightening hold | U |
| She shivered but too slight was the disguise | Q2 |
| To hide from love what never yet was old | U |
| She held him fast with open eyes did pray | C |
| Walked through the fear and kept the onward way | C |
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| Toward a gloomy thicket of tall firs | R2 |
| Dragging his inch long steps he turned aside | U |
| There Silence sleeps not one green needle stirs | R2 |
| They enter it A breeze begins to chide | U |
| Among the cones It swells until it whirs | R2 |
| Vibrating so each sharp leaf that it sighed | U |
| The grove became a harp of mighty chords | R2 |
| Wing smote by unseen creatures wild for words | R2 |
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| But when he turned again toward the cleft | U |
| Of a great rock as instantly it ceased | U |
| And the tall pines stood sudden as if reft | U |
| Of a strong passion or from pain released | U |
| Again they wove their straight dark motionless weft | U |
| Across the moonset bars and west and east | U |
| Cloud giants rose and marched up cloudy stairs | R2 |
| And like sad thoughts the bats came unawares | R2 |
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| 'Twas a drear chamber for thy bridal night | U |
| O poor pale saviour bride An earthen lamp | S2 |
| With shaking hands he kindled whose faint light | U |
| Mooned out a tiny halo on the damp | S2 |
| That filled the cavern to its unseen height | U |
| Dim glimmering like death candle in a swamp | T2 |
| Watching the entrance each side lies a hound | U |
| With liquid light his red eyes gleaming round | U |
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| A heap rose grave like from the rocky floor | O |
| Of moss and leaves by many a sunny wind | U |
| Long tossed and dried with rich furs covered o'er | O |
| Expectant Up a jealous glory shined | U |
| In her possessing heart he should find more | O |
| In her than in those faithless With sweet mind | U |
| She praying gently did herself unclothe | K2 |
| And lay down by him trusting and not loath | K2 |
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| Once more a wind came flapping overhead | U |
| The hounds pricked up their ears their eyes flashed fire | O |
| The trembling maiden heard a sudden tread | U |
| Dull yet plain dinted on the windy gyre | O |
| As if long wet feet o'er smooth pavement sped | U |
| Come fiercely up as driven by longing dire | O |
| To enter followed sounds of hurried rout | U |
| With bristling hair the hounds stood looking out | U |
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| Then came half querulous a whisper old | U |
| Feeble and hollow as if shut in a chest | U |
| Take my face on your bosom I am cold | U |
| She bared her holy bosom's truth white nest | U |
| And forth her two hands instant went love bold | U |
| And took the face and close against her pressed | U |
| Ah the dead chill Was that the feet again | B |
| But her great heart kept beating for the twain | B |
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| She heard the wind fall heard the following rain | B |
| Swelling the silent waters till their sound | U |
| Went wallowing through the night along the plain | B |
| The lamp went out by the slow darkness drowned | U |
| Must the fair dawn a thousand years refrain | B |
| Like centuries the feeble hours went round | U |
| Eternal night entombed her with decay | C |
| To her live soul she clasped the breathless clay | C |
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| The world stood still Her life sank down so low | O |
| That but for wretchedness no life she knew | B |
| A charnel wind moaned out a moaning No | O |
| From the devouring heart of earth it blew | B |
| Fair memories lost all their sunny glow | O |
| Out of the dark the forms of old friends grew | B |
| But so transparent blanched with dole and smart | U |
| She saw the pale worm lying in each heart | U |
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| And worst of all Oh death of keep fled life | U2 |
| A voice within her woke and cried In sooth | K2 |
| Vain is all sorrow hope and care and strife | U2 |
| Love and its beauty its tenderness and truth | K2 |
| Are shadows bred in hearts too fancy rife | U2 |
| Which melt and pass with sure decaying youth | K2 |
| Regard them and they quiver waver blot | U |
| Gaze at them fixedly and they are not | U |
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| And all the answer the poor child could make | V2 |
| Was in the tightened clasp of arms and hands | R2 |
| Hopeless she lay like one Death would not take | V2 |
| But still kept driving from his empty lands | R2 |
| Yet hopeless held she out for his dear sake | V2 |
| The darksome horror grew like drifting sands | R2 |
| Till nought was precious neither God nor light | U |
| And yet she braved the false denying night | U |
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| So dead was hope that when a glimmer weak | W2 |
| Stole through a fissure somewhere in the cave | X2 |
| Thinning the clotted darkness on his cheek | W2 |
| She thought her own tired eyes the glimmer gave | X2 |
| He moved his head she saw his eyes love meek | W2 |
| And knew that Death was dead and filled the Grave | X2 |
| Old age convicted lie had fled away | C |
| Youth Youth eternal in her bosom lay | C |
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| With a low cry closer to him she crept | U |
| And on his bosom hid a face that glowed | U |
| It was his turn to comfort he had slept | U |
| Oh earth and sky oh ever patient God | U |
| She had not yielded but the truth had kept | U |
| New love new bliss in weeping overflowed | U |
| I can no farther tell the tale begun | B |
| They are asleep and waiting for the sun | B |
George Macdonald
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