The Two Doves Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFGGAHIIHJD DKAALLMMGGNNOOPQQPKR RAASSTTUUVVWWQQXXYYZ ZOOA2A2B2B2BBC2C2BD2 E2BTTBBPPPOOF2F2LRLR G2G2H2H2I2I2J2J2K2K2 G2SL2FUFA

Two doves once cherish'd for each otherA
The love that brother hath for brotherA
But one of scenes domestic tiringB
To see the foreign world aspiringB
Was fool enough to undertakeC
A journey long o'er land and lakeC
'What plan is this ' the other criedD
'Wouldst quit so soon thy brother's sideD
This absence is the worst of illsE
Thy heart may bear but me it killsE
Pray let the dangers toil and careF
Of which all travellers tellG
Your courage somewhat quellG
Still if the season later wereA
O wait the zephyrs hasten notH
Just now the raven on his oakI
In hoarser tones than usual spokeI
My heart forebodes the saddest lotH
The falcons nets Alas it rainsJ
My brother are thy wants suppliedD
Provisions shelter pocket guideD
And all that unto health pertains 'K
These words occasion'd some demurA
In our imprudent travellerA
But restless curiosityL
Prevail'd at last and so said heL
'The matter is not worth a sighM
Three days at most will satisfyM
And then returning I shall tellG
You all the wonders that befellG
With scenes enchanting and sublimeN
Shall sweeten all our coming timeN
Who seeth nought hath nought to sayO
My travel's course from day to dayO
Will be the source of great delightP
A store of tales I shall relateQ
Say there I lodged at such a dateQ
And saw there such and such a sightP
You'll think it all occurr'd to you 'K
On this both weeping bade adieuR
Away the lonely wanderer flewR
A thunder cloud began to lowerA
He sought as shelter from the showerA
The only tree that graced the plainS
Whose leaves ill turn'd the pelting rainS
The sky once more serene aboveT
On flew our drench'd and dripping doveT
And dried his plumage as he couldU
Next on the borders of a woodU
He spied some scatter'd grains of wheatV
Which one he thought might safely eatV
For there another dove he sawW
He felt the snare around him drawW
This wheat was but a treacherous baitQ
To lure poor pigeons to their fateQ
The snare had been so long in useX
With beak and wings he struggled looseX
Some feathers perish'd while it stuckY
But what was worst in point of luckY
A hawk the cruellest of foesZ
Perceived him clearly as he roseZ
Off dragging like a runawayO
A piece of string The bird of preyO
Had bound him in a moment moreA2
Much faster than he was beforeA2
But from the clouds an eagle cameB2
And made the hawk himself his gameB2
By war of robbers profitingB
The dove for safety plied the wingB
And lighting on a ruin'd wallC2
Believed his dangers ended allC2
A roguish boy had there a slingB
Age pitilessD2
We must confessE2
And by a most unlucky flingB
Half kill'd our hapless doveT
Who now no more in loveT
With foreign travellingB
And lame in leg and wingB
Straight homeward urged his crippled flightP
Fatigued but glad arrived at nightP
In truly sad and piteous plightP
The doves rejoin'd I leave you all to sayO
What pleasure might their pains repayO
Ah happy lovers would you roamF2
Pray let it not be far from homeF2
To each the other ought to beL
A world of beauty ever newR
In each the other ought to seeL
The whole of what is good and trueR
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Myself have loved nor would I thenG2
For all the wealth of crown d menG2
Or arch celestial paved with goldH2
The presence of those woods have soldH2
And fields and banks and hillocks whichI2
Were by the joyful steps made richI2
And smiled beneath the charming eyesJ2
Of her who made my heart a prizeJ2
To whom I pledged it nothing loathK2
And seal'd the pledge with virgin oathK2
Ah when will time such moments bring againG2
To me are sweet and charming objects vainS
My soul forsaking to its restless moodL2
O did my wither'd heart but dareF
To kindle for the bright and goodU
Should not I find the charm still thereF
Is love to me with things that wereA

Jean De La Fontaine



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