My Bores Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEEEBB FBFBGG BHBIBB EEEEJJ EKEKEE EHEHBB BLBLBB BBBBBB MGMGEE BNBNBB| I take their hands with placid smile | A |
| And words which social rules enforce | B |
| Though sadly conscious all the while | A |
| Of something very like remorse | B |
| Because beneath the mask I wear | C |
| I really wish they were not there | C |
| - | |
| Their visits I at heart resent | D |
| The half read volume haunts my thought | E |
| The urgent note remains unsent | E |
| The verse unfinished comes to naught | E |
| And all because on some pretence | B |
| They waste their time at my expense | B |
| - | |
| Yet no grim misanthrope am I | F |
| Who fears distrusts and hates his race | B |
| I merely wish them to pass by | F |
| And seek some other lounging place | B |
| For frankly I should love them more | G |
| A little further from my door | G |
| - | |
| In vain I make no answering calls | B |
| They blandly smile and come again | H |
| Nay even bring within my walls | B |
| More curious strangers in their train | I |
| Who wished so much your home to see | B |
| Why do they never think of me | B |
| - | |
| The few I want I can invite | E |
| Hence why should others thus intrude | E |
| How dare they give themselves the right | E |
| Unasked to spoil my solitude | E |
| And why presume I care to know | J |
| More triflers in their world of show | J |
| - | |
| Their idle life on pleasure bent | E |
| Their mania for some silly game | K |
| Their hours in stupid gossip spent | E |
| Would give me self contempt and shame | K |
| Between us is no common ground | E |
| On which a comradeship to found | E |
| - | |
| A word or two upon the street | E |
| Suffice me with the most of men | H |
| Beyond a greeting when we meet | E |
| I care not if we speak again | H |
| My books and Nature's charming face | B |
| Such human consorts well replace | B |
| - | |
| Not all indeed for who but yearns | B |
| To call some kindred heart his own | L |
| Some friend to whom he fondly turns | B |
| And with whom he is still alone | L |
| Since each while absolutely free | B |
| Respects the other's privacy | B |
| - | |
| To such his pent up love o'erflows | B |
| With such his soul's seclusion ends | B |
| For each the other's nature knows | B |
| And every motive comprehends | B |
| So perfectly do both agree | B |
| So close their bond of sympathy | B |
| - | |
| But those who come to wear away | M |
| With me the time they deem a bore | G |
| And blithely rob me of a day | M |
| Which God Himself cannot restore | G |
| From such at risk of being rude | E |
| I will preserve my solitude | E |
| - | |
| Their vapid visits I refuse | B |
| Their forced attachment I decline | N |
| I surely have the right to choose | B |
| The friends whose lives shall blend with mine | N |
| My bark shall gain the open sea | B |
| With but the few I love and me | B |
John L. Stoddard
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
About My Bores
My Bores is a poem by John L. Stoddard. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.
Write your comment about My Bores poem by John L. Stoddard
Best Poems of John L. Stoddard