Madeline Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGHGHIHIH JKJKBBLJLJMMNNOOPQPQ RSRSTTUUVVGWGW XYXYEZEA2HHYYYYB2B2C 2B2B2C2BBBD2AAD2 KKHHE2F2E2F2E2XE2XB2 B2UUG2SF2F2H2H2I2I2J 2LK2J2

O lady if until this hourA
I've gazed in those bewildering eyesB
Yet never owned their touching powerA
But when thou couldst not hear my sighsB
It has not been that love has sleptC
One single moment in my soulD
Or that on lip or look I keptC
A stern and stoical controlD
But that I saw but that I feltE
In every tone and glance of thineF
Whate'er they spoke where'er they dweltE
How small how poor a part was mineF
And that I deeply dearly knewG
THAT hidden hopeless love confessedH
The fatal words would lose me tooG
Even the weak friendship I possessedH
And so I masked my secret wellI
The very love within my breastH
Became the strange but potent spellI
By which I forced it into restH
Yet there were times I scarce know howJ
These eager lips refrained to speakK
Some kindly smile would light thy browJ
And I grew passionate and weakK
The secret sparkled at my eyesB
And love but half repressed its sighsB
Then had I gazed an instant moreL
Or dwelt one moment on that browJ
I might have changed the smile it woreL
To what perhaps it weareth nowJ
And spite of all I feared to meetM
Confessed that passion at thy feetM
To save my heart to spare thine ownN
There was one remedy aloneN
I fled I shunned thy very touchO
It cost me much O God how muchO
But if some burning tears were shedP
Lady I let them freely flowQ
At least they left unbreathed unsaidP
A worse and wilder woeQ
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But now NOW that we part indeedR
And that I may not think as thenS
That as I wish or as I needR
I may return againS
Now that for months perhaps for yearsT
I see no limit in my fearsT
My home shall be some distant spotU
Where thou where even thy name is notU
And since I shall not see the frownV
Such wild mad language must bring downV
Could I albeit I may not sueG
In hope to bend thy steadfast willW
Could I have breathed this word adieuG
And kept my secret stillW
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Doubtless thou know'st the Hebrew storyX
The tale 's with me a favorite oneY
How Raphael left the Courts of GloryX
And walked with Judah's honored SonY
And how the twain together dweltE
And how they talked upon the roadZ
How often too they must have kneltE
As equals to the same kind GodA2
And still the mortal never guessedH
How much and deeply he was blessedH
Till when the Angel's mission doneY
The spell which drew him earthwards rivenY
The lover saved the maiden wonY
He plumed again his wings for HeavenY
O Madeline as unawareB2
Thou hast been followed everywhereB2
And girt and guarded by a loveC2
As warm as tender in its careB2
As pure ay powerful in prayerB2
As any saint aboveC2
Like the bright inmate of the skiesB
It only looked with friendly eyesB
And still had worn the illusive guiseB
And thus at least been half concealedD2
But at this parting painful hourA
It spreads its wings unfolds its powerA
And stands like Raphael revealedD2
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More Lady I would wish to speakK
But it were vain and words are weakK
And now that I have bared my breastH
Perchance thou wilt infer the restH
So so farewell I need not sayE2
I look I ask for no replyF2
The cold and scarcely pitying nayE2
I read in that unmelted eyeF2
Yet one dear favor let me prayE2
Days months however slow to meX
Must drag at last their length awayE2
And I return if not to theeX
At least to breathe the same sweet airB2
That wooes thy lips and waves thy hairB2
Oh then these daring lines forgotU
Look speak as thou hadst read them notU
So Lady may I still retainG2
A right I would not lose againS
For all that gold or guilt can buyF2
Or all that Heaven itself denyF2
A right such love may justly claimH2
Of seeing thee in friendship's nameH2
Give me but this and still at whilesI2
A portion of thy faintest smilesI2
It were enough to blessJ2
I may not dare not ask for moreL
Than boon so rich and yet so poorK2
But I should die with lessJ2

Henry Timrod



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