The Lover Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBEB FGHGIG AJKJLJ MNFNONAN

I sat in a friendly companyA
And wagged my wicked tongue so wellB
My friends were listening close to hearC
The wickedest tales that I could tellB
For many a fond youth waits I saidD
On many a worthless damozelB
But every trusting fool shall learnE
To wish them heartily in hellB
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And when your name was spoken tooF
I did not change I did not startG
And when they only praised and lovedH
I still could play my secret partG
Cursing and lies upon my tongueI
And songs and shouting in my heartG
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But when you came and looked at meA
You tried my poor pretence too muchJ
O love do you know the secret nowK
Of one who would not tell nor touchJ
Must I confess before the packL
Of babblers idiots and suchJ
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Do they not hear the burst of bellsM
Pealing at every step you makeN
Are not their eyelids winking tooF
Feeling your sudden brightness breakN
O too much glory shut with usO
O walls too narrow and opaqueN
O come into the night with meA
And let me speak for Jesus' sakeN

John Crowe Ransom



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