The Cloak Model Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAB CDCCD EFEEF GH GGH IJKIJ LMLL| 'My son ' the stranger thus began | A |
| And drew me to the window side | B |
| 'Now here are beauties better than | A |
| You ever have dreamed or ever can | A |
| But yet beware ' he cried | B |
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| A tidy citizen was he | C |
| Although a dismal daffy one | D |
| 'See this one pose and pout for me | C |
| And march around magnificently | C |
| But I'm immune my son | D |
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| 'Observe how ripe the lady's lips | E |
| How Titianesque the mop of hair | F |
| And where the great white shoulder dips | E |
| Beneath its gauzy half eclipse | E |
| You well may stare and stare | F |
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| 'When I was young I said as you | G |
| Are saying in your sapphic youth | H |
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| That ah such lips were certain cue | G |
| And look her bosom's rhythm too | G |
| It signified her truth | H |
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| 'Her broad brow meant intelligence | I |
| And something better than a bone | J |
| Her body's curves were spirit's tents | K |
| Her fresh young skin was innocence | I |
| Instead of meat that shone | J |
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| 'I wish the moralists would thresh | L |
| Indeed the thing is very droll | M |
| God's oldest joke forever fresh | L |
| The fact that in the finest flesh | L |
| There isn't any soul ' | - |
John Crowe Ransom
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