To Charlotte Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BA BC D D DC E F FE F GF GH IH I F FF FA FJ F F KF KF AF A L ML NA FA F'MIDST the noise of merriment and glee | A |
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'Midst full many a sorrow many a care | B |
Charlotte I remember we remember thee | A |
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How at evening's hour so fair | B |
Thou a kindly hand didst reach us | C |
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When thou in some happy place | D |
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Where more fair is Nature s face | D |
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Many a lightly hidden trace | D |
Of a spirit loved didst teach us | C |
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Well 'tis that thy worth I rightly knew | E |
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That I in the hour when first we met | F |
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While the first impression fill'd me yet | F |
Call'd thee then a girl both good and true | E |
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Rear'd in silence calmly knowing nought | F |
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On the world we suddenly are thrown | G |
Hundred thousand billows round us sport | F |
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All things charm us many please alone | G |
Many grieve us and as hour on hour is stealing | H |
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To and fro our restless natures sway | I |
First we feel and then we find each feeling | H |
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By the changeful world stream borne away | I |
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Well I know we oft within us find | F |
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Many a hope and many a smart | F |
Charlotte who can know our mind | F |
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Charlotte who can know our heart | F |
Ah 'twould fain be understood 'twould fain o'erflow | A |
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In some creature's fellow feelings blest | F |
And with trust in twofold measure know | J |
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All the grief and joy in Nature's breast | F |
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Then thine eye is oft around thee cast | F |
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But in vain for all seems closed for ever | K |
Thus the fairest part of life is madly pass'd | F |
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Free from storm but resting never | K |
To thy sorrow thou'rt to day repell'd | F |
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By what yesterday obey'd thee | A |
Can that world by thee be worthy held | F |
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Which so oft betray'd thee | A |
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Which 'mid all thy pleasures and thy pains | L |
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Lived in selfish unconcern'd repose | M |
See the soul its secret cells regains | L |
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And the heart makes haste to close | N |
Thus found I thee and gladly went to meet thee | A |
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She's worthy of all love I cried | F |
And pray'd that Heaven with purest bliss might greet thee | A |
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Which in thy friend it richly hath supplied | F |
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
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