Art Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC CCCC DEDE BCBC ECEC FGFG HCHC EIEI CCJJ KKLL MMNN OOPP QQRR| A | |
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| What precious thing are you making fast | B |
| In all these silken lines | C |
| And where and to whom will it go at last | B |
| Such subtle knots and twines | C |
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| I am tying up all my love in this | C |
| With all its hopes and fears | C |
| With all its anguish and all its bliss | C |
| And its hours as heavy as years | C |
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| I am going to send it afar afar | D |
| To I know not where above | E |
| To that sphere beyond the highest star | D |
| Where dwells the soul of my Love | E |
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| But in vain in vain would I make it fast | B |
| With countless subtle twines | C |
| For ever its fire breaks out at last | B |
| And shrivels all the lines | C |
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| If you have a carrier dove | E |
| That can fly over land and sea | C |
| And a message for your Love | E |
| Lady I love but thee | C |
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| And this dove will never stir | F |
| But straight from her to you | G |
| And straight from you to her | F |
| As you know and she knows too | G |
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| Will you first ensure O sage | H |
| Your dove that never tires | C |
| With your message in a cage | H |
| Though a cage of golden wires | C |
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| Or will you fling your dove | E |
| Fly darling without rest | I |
| Over land and sea to my Love | E |
| And fold your wings in her breast | I |
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| Singing is sweet but be sure of this | C |
| Lips only sing when they cannot kiss | C |
| Did he ever suspire a tender lay | J |
| While her presence took his breath away | J |
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| Had his fingers been able to toy with her hair | K |
| Would they have then written the verses fair | K |
| Had she let his arm steal round her waist | L |
| Would the lovely portrait yet be traced | L |
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| Since he could not embrace it flushed and warm | M |
| He has carved in stone the perfect form | M |
| Who gives the fine report of the feast | N |
| He who got none and enjoyed it least | N |
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| Were the wine really slipping down his throat | O |
| Would his song of the wine advance a note | O |
| Will you puff out the music that sways the whirl | P |
| Or dance and make love with a pretty girl | P |
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| Who shall the great battle story write | Q |
| Not the hero down in the thick of the fight | Q |
| Statues and pictures and verse may be grand | R |
| But they are not the Life for which they stand | R |
James Thomson
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