A Revolutionary Relic Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAB CDCCD CECCE FAFFG GGGGA GHGGH IGIIG FJFFJ IGIIK ICIIC CLCCL IMIIM FGFFG FAFFA CMCCM INIIN GOGGO IGIIG AAAAAA IGIIA IGIIG IMIIM CGCCG| Old it is and worn and battered | A |
| As I lift it from the stall | B |
| And the leaves are frayed and tattered | A |
| And the pendent sides are shattered | A |
| Pierced and blackened by a ball | B |
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| 'Tis the tale of grief and gladness | C |
| Told by sad St Pierre of yore | D |
| That in front of France's madness | C |
| Hangs a strange seductive sadness | C |
| Grown pathetic evermore | D |
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| And a perfume round it hovers | C |
| Which the pages half reveal | E |
| For a folded corner covers | C |
| Interlaced two names of lovers | C |
| A Savignac and Lucile | E |
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| As I read I marvel whether | F |
| In some pleasant old ch teau | A |
| Once they read this book together | F |
| In the scented summer weather | F |
| With the shining Loire below | G |
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| Nooked secluded from espial | G |
| Did Love slip and snare them so | G |
| While the hours danced round the dial | G |
| To the sound of flute and viol | G |
| In that pleasant old ch teau | A |
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| Did it happen that no single | G |
| Word of mouth could either speak | H |
| Did the brown and gold hair mingle | G |
| Did the shamed skin thrill and tingle | G |
| To the shock of cheek and cheek | H |
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| Did they feel with that first flushing | I |
| Some new sudden power to feel | G |
| Some new inner spring set gushing | I |
| At the names together rushing | I |
| Of Savignac and Lucile | G |
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| Did he drop on knee before her | F |
| Son Amour son Coeur sa Reine | J |
| In his high flown way adore her | F |
| Urgent eloquent implore her | F |
| Plead his pleasure and his pain | J |
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| Did she turn with sight swift dimming | I |
| And the quivering lip we know | G |
| With the full slow eyelid brimming | I |
| With the languorous pupil swimming | I |
| Like the love of Mirabeau | K |
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| Stretch her hand from cloudy frilling | I |
| For his eager lips to press | C |
| In a flash all fate fulfilling | I |
| Did he catch her trembling thrilling | I |
| Crushing life to one caress | C |
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| Did they sit in that dim sweetness | C |
| Of attained love's after calm | L |
| Marking not the world its meetness | C |
| Marking Time not nor his fleetness | C |
| Only happy palm to palm | L |
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| Till at last she sunlight smiting | I |
| Red on wrist and cheek and hair | M |
| Sought the page where love first lighting | I |
| Fixed their fate and in this writing | I |
| Fixed the record of it there | M |
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| Did they marry midst the smother | F |
| Shame and slaughter of it all | G |
| Did she wander like that other | F |
| Woful wistful wife and mother | F |
| Round and round his prison wall | G |
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| Wander wailing as the plover | F |
| Waileth wheeleth desolate | A |
| Heedless of the hawk above her | F |
| While as yet the rushes cover | F |
| Waning fast her wounded mate | A |
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| Wander till his love's eyes met hers | C |
| Fixed and wide in their despair | M |
| Did he burst his prison fetters | C |
| Did he write sweet yearning letters | C |
| A Lucile en Angleterre | M |
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| Letters where the reader reading | I |
| Halts him with a sudden stop | N |
| For he feels a man's heart bleeding | I |
| Draining out its pain's exceeding | I |
| Half a life at every drop | N |
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| Letters where Love's iteration | G |
| Seems to warble and to rave | O |
| Letters where the pent sensation | G |
| Leaps to lyric exultation | G |
| Like a song bird from a grave | O |
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| Where through Passion's wild repeating | I |
| Peep the Pagan and the Gaul | G |
| Politics and love competing | I |
| Abelard and Cato greeting | I |
| Rousseau ramping over all | G |
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| Yet your critic's right you waive it | A |
| Whirled along the fever flood | A |
| And its touch of truth shall save it | A |
| And its tender rain shall lave it | A |
| For at least you read Amavit | A |
| Written there in tears of blood | A |
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| Did they hunt him to his hiding | I |
| Tracking traces in the snow | G |
| Did they tempt him out confiding | I |
| Shoot him ruthless down deriding | I |
| By the ruined old ch teau | A |
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| Left to lie with thin lips resting | I |
| Frozen to a smile of scorn | G |
| Just the bitter thought's suggesting | I |
| At this excellent new jesting | I |
| Of the rabble Devil born | G |
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| Till some tiger monkey finding | I |
| These few words the covers bear | M |
| Some swift rush of pity blinding | I |
| Sent them in the shot pierced binding | I |
| A Lucile en Angleterre | M |
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| Fancies only Nought the covers | C |
| Nothing more the leaves reveal | G |
| Yet I love it for its lovers | C |
| For the dream that round it hovers | C |
| Of Savignac and Lucile | G |
Henry Austin Dobson
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