Modern Love Xiv: What Soul Would Bargain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDCEFGEHIIH

What soul would bargain for a cure that bringsA
Contempt the nobler agony to killB
Rather let me bear on the bitter illB
And strike this rusty bosom with new stingsA
It seems there is another veering fitC
Since on a gold haired lady's eyeballs pureD
I looked with little prospect of a cureD
The while her mouth's red bow loosed shafts of witC
Just heaven can it be true that jealousyE
Has decked the woman thus and does her headF
Swim somewhat for possessions forfeitedG
Madam you teach me many things that beE
I open an old book and there I findH
That Women still may love whom they deceiveI
Such love I prize not madam by your leaveI
The game you play at is not to my mindH

George Meredith



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