In The Public Library Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABACDCDCEFEFEGHGHI JKJLJMNMNMOPOQONRNRN STUTSVWVWVStanding on tiptoe head back eyes and arm | A |
Upraised Kate groped to reach the higher shelf | B |
Her sleeve slid up like darkness in alarm | A |
At gleam of dawn Impatient with herself | B |
For lack of inches careless of her charm | A |
She strained to grasp a volume then she turned | C |
Back to her chair an unforgetful Eve | D |
Still snatching at the fruit for which she yearned | C |
In Eden She read idly to relieve | D |
The forehead where her daylong studies burned | C |
Tales of an uncrowned queen who fed her child | E |
On poisons till death lurked in act to spring | F |
Between the girl's breasts who with soft mouth smiled | E |
With soft eyes tempted the usurping King | F |
Then dealt him death in kisses Kate had piled | E |
Her books three deep before her and across | G |
This barricade she watched an old man nod | H |
Over a dirty paper until loss | G |
Of life seemed better than possession Shod | H |
With kisses death might skid like thistle floss | I |
Down windy slides might prove at heart as gay | J |
As Cinderella in glass slippers | K |
Life goes awkwardly so sandalled Had decay | J |
Been the girl's gift in that Miltonic strife | L |
She would have rivalled God Kate thought A ray | J |
Of sunshine carrying gilded flecks of dust | M |
And minutes bright with fancies touched her hair | N |
To powder it with gold and silver just | M |
As if being now admitted she should wear | N |
The scholar's wig colleague of those whose lust | M |
For beauty hidden in an outworn tongue | O |
Had made it possible for her to read | P |
Tales that were fathered in Arabia sung | O |
By trouv res and forgotten with their creed | Q |
Of love and magic Beams that strayed among | O |
Kate's fingers lit a rosy lantern there | N |
To glow in twilight Suddenly afraid | R |
She seemed to see her beauty in a flare | N |
Of light from hell A throng of devils swayed | R |
Before her devils that had learned to wear | N |
The shape of scholar poet libertine | S |
They smiled frowned beckoned swearing to estrange | T |
Kate from reflection that her soul had been | U |
Slain by her woman's body or would change | T |
From contact with it to a thing unclean | S |
Woman was made to worship man they preached | V |
Not God to serve earth's purpose not to roam | W |
The heavens of thought A factory whistle screeched | V |
Someone turned up the lights On her way home | W |
Kate wondered in what mode were angels breeched | V |
Lesbia Harford
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