My Secret. (from The French Of Felix Arvers) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBAAB CCBAAB| My soul its secret hath my life too hath its mystery | A |
| A love eternal in a moment's space conceived | B |
| Hopeless the evil is I have not told its history | A |
| And she who was the cause nor knew it nor believed | B |
| Alas I shall have passed close by her unperceived | B |
| For ever at her side and yet for ever lonely | A |
| I shall unto the end have made life's journey only | A |
| Daring to ask for nought and having nought received | B |
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| For her though God hath made her gentle and endearing | C |
| She will go on her way distraught and without hearing | C |
| These murmurings of love that round her steps ascend | B |
| Piously faithful still unto her austere duty | A |
| Will say when she shall read these lines full of her beauty | A |
| Who can this woman be and will not comprehend | B |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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