Rose Lorraine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE FGFGHIHJ EKDLMNMN OPOPQEQE FRFRSTST NUNUCVCV WXWXYQYQ| Sweet water moons blown into lights | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Of flying gold on pool and creek | B |
| And many sounds and many sights | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Of younger days are back this week | B |
| I cannot say I sought to face | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Or greatly cared to cross again | D |
| The subtle spirit of the place | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Whose life is mixed with Rose Lorraine | E |
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| What though her voice rings clearly through | F |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp A nightly dream I gladly keep | G |
| No wish have I to start anew | F |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Heart fountains that have ceased to leap | G |
| Here face to face with different days | H |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And later things that plead for love | I |
| It would be worse than wrong to raise | H |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp A phantom far too vain to move | J |
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| But Rose Lorraine ah Rose Lorraine | E |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp I'll whisper now where no one hears | K |
| If you should chance to meet again | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The man you kissed in soft dead years | L |
| Just say for once He suffered much | M |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And add to this His fate was worst | N |
| Because of me my voice my touch | M |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp There is no passion like the first | N |
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| If I that breathe your slow sweet name | O |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp As one breathes low notes on a flute | P |
| Have vext your peace with word of blame | O |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The phrase is dead the lips are mute | P |
| Yet when I turn towards the wall | Q |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp In stormy nights in times of rain | E |
| I often wish you could recall | Q |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Your tender speeches Rose Lorraine | E |
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| Because you see I thought them true | F |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And did not count you self deceived | R |
| And gave myself in all to you | F |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And looked on Love as Life achieved | R |
| Then came the bitter sudden change | S |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The fastened lips the dumb despair | T |
| The first few weeks were very strange | S |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And long and sad and hard to bear | T |
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| No woman lives with power to burst | N |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My passion's bonds and set me free | U |
| For Rose is last where Rose was first | N |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And only Rose is fair to me | U |
| The faintest memory of her face | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The wilful face that hurt me so | V |
| Is followed by a fiery trace | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp That Rose Lorraine must never know | V |
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| I keep a faded ribbon string | W |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp You used to wear about your throat | X |
| And of this pale this perished thing | W |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp I think I know the threads by rote | X |
| God help such love To touch your hand | Y |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp To loiter where your feet might fall | Q |
| You marvellous girl my soul would stand | Y |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The worst of hell its fires and all | Q |
Henry Kendall
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