Modern Love Viii: Yet It Was Plain She Struggled Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDCEFFEGHHG

Yet it was plain she struggled and that saltA
Of righteous feeling made her pitifulB
Poor twisting worm so queenly beautifulB
Where came the cleft between us whose the faultA
My tears are on thee that have rarely droppedC
As balm for any bitter wound of mineD
My breast will open for thee at a signD
But no we are two reed pipes coarsely stoppedC
The God once filled them with his mellow breathE
And they were music till he flung them downF
Used used Hear now the discord loving clownF
Puff his gross spirit in them worse than deathE
I do not know myself without thee moreG
In this unholy battle I grow baseH
If the same soul be under the same faceH
Speak and a taste of that old time restoreG

George Meredith



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