Early Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHI AJGEKIH DLDMNOPQR SGJLTUVW XYGZBA2 B2BC2D2 BE2F2 QG2DGASGH2 DI2BBBJ2K2

Who says I wrong thee my half opened roseA
Little he knows of thee or me or loveB
I am so tender of thy fragile youthC
Yea in my hours of wildest ecstasyD
Keeping close bitted each careering senseE
Only I give mine eyes unmeasured lawF
To feed them where they will and their delightG
Was curbed at first until thy tender shameH
Died in the bearing of thy first born joyI
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I am not cruel my half opened roseA
Though in the sunshine of my own desireJ
I have uncurled thy petals to the lightG
And fed the tendrils of thy dawning senseE
With delicate caresses till they leaveK
Thee tremulous with the newness of thy joyI
Sharing thy lover's fire with innocent flameH
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Others will wrong thee that I well foreseeD
Being a man knowing my fellow menL
And they who knowing would blame my love of theeD
Contentedly will see thy beauty givenM
When the world judges thou art ripe to wedN
To the rough rites of marriage to the painO
And grievous weariness of child gettingP
This shall be right and licit in their eyesQ
But it would break my heart were I aliveR
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Yea this will be many will doubtless shareS
The rose whose bud has been my one delightG
And I shall not be there to shield my flowerJ
Yet I have taught thee of the ways of menL
Much I have learnt in cities and in courtsT
Winnowed to suit thy tender brain is thineU
Thus Life shall find thee not all unpreparedV
To face its callous subtle crueltiesW
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Still it will profit little I discernX
Thou art of those whose love will prove their curseY
Thou sayest thou lovest me to thy delightG
Nay little one it is not love as yetZ
Dear as thou art and lovely thou canst not loveB
Thy later loves shall show the truth of thisA2
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Ay by some subtle signs I know full wellB2
That thou art capable of that great loveB
Whose glory has the light of unknown heavensC2
And makes hot Hell for those who harbour itD2
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Naught I can say could save thee from thyselfB
Ah were I half my age Yet even thatE2
Had been too old for thy sweet thirteenth yearF2
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Still thou art happy now and glad thine eyesQ
When as the lilac evening gains the skyG2
I lay thee 'twixt thine own soft hair and meD
Kissing thy senses into soft delightG
Ruffling the petals of my half closed roseA
With tender touches and perpetual careS
That no wild moment of mine own delightG
Deep in the flower's heart should set the fruitH2
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Ah in the days to come it well may beD
When thou shalt see thy beauty stained and tornI2
By the harsh sequel of some future loveB
Thy thoughts shall stray to thy first lover's graveB
And thou shalt murmur Ay but that was loveB
They were most wrong who said he did me wrongJ2
Only I was too young to understandK2

Laurence Hope (adela Florence Cory Nicolson)



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