A Little Picture Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGHIJHFFKLMFCNMOPHC QRHSCTFIGUC

Oft when pacing thro' the long and dimA
Dark gallery of the Past I pause beforeB
A picture of which this is a copyC
Wretched at bestD
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How fair she look'd standing a tiptoe thereE
Pois'd daintily upon her little feetF
The slanting sunset falling thro' the leavesG
In golden glory on her smiling faceH
Upturn'd towards the blushing roses whileI
The breeze that came up from the river's brinkJ
Shook all their clusters over her fair faceH
And sported with her robe until methoughtF
That she stood there clad wondrously indeedF
In perfume and in music for her dressK
Made a low rippling sound like little wavesL
That break at midnight on the tawny sandsM
While all the evening air of roses whisper'dF
Over her face a rich warm blush spread slowlyC
And she laughed a low sweet mellow laughN
To see the branches still evade her handsM
Her small white hands which seem'd indeed as ifO
Made only thus to gather rosesP
Then with faceH
All flushed and smiling she did nod to meC
Asking my help to gather them for herQ
And so I bent the heavy clusters downR
Show'ring the rose leaves o'er her neck and faceH
Then carefully she plucked the very fairest oneS
And court'seying playfully gave it to meC
Show'd me her finger tip pricked by a thornT
And when I would have kiss'd it shook her headF
Kiss'd it herself and mock'd me with a smileI
The rose she gave me sleeps between the leavesG
Of an old poet where its sight oft bringsU
That summer evening back again to meC

James Barron Hope



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