First Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BABCAAD EAEFGHHH EEBBBI A FFJJBBKL MMNNBBOO BBPPQQHH A HRRAAAST HHHFFHUU HIIVWWXX

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No no Leave me not in this dark hourB
She cried And IA
Thou foolish dear but call not dark this hourB
What night doth lourC
And nought did she replyA
But in her eyeA
The clamorous trouble spoke and then was stillD
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O that I heard her once more speakE
Or even with troubled eyeA
Teach me her fear that I might seekE
Poppies for miseryF
The hour was dark although I knew it notG
But when the livid dawn broke then I knewH
How while I slept the dense night throughH
Treachery's worm her fainting fealty slewH
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O that I heard her once more speakE
As then so weakE
No no Leave me not in this dark hourB
That I might answer herB
Love be at rest for nothing now shall stirB
Thy heart but my heart beating thereI
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IIA
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Come back come back ah never more to leave meF
Come back even though your constant longing grieve meF
Longing for other looks and hands than mineJ
By all that's most divineJ
In your frank human beauty come and coverB
With that deceiving smile the love your loverB
Has taught you and the light that in your eyesK
Tells of the painful joys that make your ruinous ParadiseL
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Come back that so upon the shining meadowM
When the sun draws the magic of your shadowM
Or when the red fire's gradual sinking lightN
Yields up the room to nightN
Seeing you thus or thus I may recaptureB
The very sharpness of remembered raptureB
So it may seem by exquisite deceitO
You are yet mine I yours and life yet rare and sweetO
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Come back no come not back now come back neverB
That day you went I knew it was for everB
I know you how the spectre of cold shameP
Would chill you if you cameP
Lo here first love's first memory abidethQ
Here in my heart the image of you yet hidethQ
But though you should come back and hope thrilled me anewH
First love would yet be dead oh it would not be youH
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IIIA
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O but what grace if I could but forget youH
You have made league with all familiar thingsR
The thrush that still evening and morning singsR
The aspen leaves that sighA
My dear with your true voice when I pass byA
O and that too long dying flush of tender skyA
That minds me and with sense too grave for tearsS
Of those forever dead too blissful yearsT
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Yet 'twere a miracle could I forget youH
Since even dead things once sensible of youH
Yield up your ghost as all the garden throughH
Murmurs the rose 'Twas sheF
Shook in her palm the dew that shone in meF
And on the stairs your recent footstep echoinglyH
Sounds yet again and each dark doorway speaksU
Of you toward whom my sharpened longing seeksU
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O that I could forget or not regret youH
Could I but see you as I have seen a fairI
Child under apple burdened boughs that bearI
Morn's autumn beauty andV
Seeing her saw all heaven at my handW
And all day long that happy child before me standW
Not thus I see you but as one drowning seesX
Home friends and loves his very enemiesX

John Frederick Freeman



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