At The Corregidor's Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CCCC CCCC CDCD EAEA CBCB FCFC CAAA BBBB GDGD CHCH AAAA| To Don Odora says Donna De Vine | A |
| I yield to thy long endeavor | B |
| At my balcony be on the stroke of nine | A |
| And Signor am thine forever | B |
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| This beauty but once had the Don descried | C |
| As she quit the confessional followed | C |
| What a foot for silk a face for a bride | C |
| Hem the rest Odora swallowed | C |
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| And with vows as soft as his oaths were sweet | C |
| Her heart he barricaded | C |
| And pressed this point with a present meet | C |
| And that point serenaded | C |
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| What else could the enemy do but yield | C |
| To a handsome importuning | D |
| A gallant blade with a lute for shield | C |
| All night at her lattice mooning | D |
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| Que es estrella O lily of girls | E |
| Here's that for thy fierce duenna | A |
| A purse of pistoles and a rosary o' pearls | E |
| And gold as yellow as henna | A |
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| She will drop from thy balcony's rail my sweet | C |
| My seraph this silken ladder | B |
| And then sweet then my soul at thy feet | C |
| No lover of lovers gladder | B |
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| And the end of it was But I will not say | F |
| How he won to the room of the lady | C |
| Ah to love is life and to live is gay | F |
| For the rest a maravedi | C |
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| Now comes her betrothed from the wars and he | C |
| A Count of the Court Castilian | A |
| A Don Diabolus sword at knee | A |
| And moustaches uncivilian | A |
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| And his is a jealous love and for | B |
| He marks that this marriage makes sadder | B |
| He watches and sees a robber to her | B |
| Or gallant ascend a ladder | B |
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| So he pushes inquiry unto her room | G |
| With his naked sword demanding | D |
| An Alquazil with the face of Doom | G |
| Sure of a stout withstanding | D |
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| And weapon to weapon they foined and fought | C |
| Diabolus' thrusts were vicious | H |
| Three thrusts to the floor Odora had brought | C |
| A fourth was more malicious | H |
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| Through the offered bosom of Donna De Vine | A |
| And this is the Count's condition | A |
| Was he right was he wrong the question is mine | A |
| To judge for the Inquisition | A |
Madison Julius Cawein
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